Fitz threw a few leaves into his cauldron, adding the ingredients of the medicine one by one, stirring it slowly as it turned into dark brown. Linh already faced a tribunal yesterday and the council decided to lock her up in the cage where they used to keep Fintan.
"I think this'll be alright." Rosalyn said, peeking over Fitz's shoulder. "I'll gather more next week." Rosalyn walked out of the room, leaving Sophie and Fitz alone again in the room.
"Soph. Soph!" Fitz called.
Sophie lazily opened her eyes, her symptoms alrady set in. She coughed hoarsely.
Fitz kneeled next to the bed, feeding her the warm, brown medicine.
Sophie swallowed the warm liquid, the medicine tastes bitter, but it makes her throat feel better after swallowing it.
"Better?" Fitz asked, placing a hand on her forehead.
"Much better." Sophie grinned. She cupped Fitz's face, pressing her lips against his. He rubbed her stomach and Sophie pulled him onto the bed. She enjoyed the way Fitz's hands touched her curves. She couldn't help but let out soft noises when Fitz's hands rubbed her breasts, he buried his face in Sophie's chest, kissing the soft skin with the fabric on.
*****
Fitz called Quan after he gently let Sophie back to sleep.
"Uh... Lord Fitzroy?" Quan greeted with the annoying name.
"Call me Fitz." Fitz growled. He handed him the basket full of herbs Rosalyn brought."I already left a note in there, so you don't need to come to me every week."
"Thank you, L- Fitz."
*****
Fitz petted Sophie's head gently, wrapping an arm around her waist.
He stared at her cute face, giving her a tiny peck on her forehead, he went to sleep.
