Verónica

Luna's Pov

It has been two days since I have been tending to my master, Indrik. After he was brought back, I had officially resumed my duties as his maid, cleaning him up, tending to his wounds, watching over him and most of all, making sure that he doesn't join his ancestors in his sleep. Not my dream job, but well...

I dropped the bowl of water that I was bearing in my arms on the shelf by his head and took a look at him. Since his arrival, he had developed a huge fever coupled with the huge pink boils that have popped up on his arms and legs. Walking closer, I placed an arm on his forehead and removed it almost immediately. His body temperature was so hot, it was a wonder my palm was not singed. I sighed as I adjusted his blanket and started to give him a wipe over.

He had been drifting in and out of consciousness for the past two days, always muttering gibberish in his sleep which was why I was so surprised to see his eyes snap open. It took a while for him to focus his vision but when he finally did, he cracked a weak grin which looked rather awkward considering that his complexion was rather pale.

"Master!" He whispered. His voice was hoarse from not having been used for the heavens know how long.

"You are hallucinating. Go back to sleep." I muttered as I continued with the wipedown.

"It is good to finally see you again." He continued like he hadn't heard what I had just said. "Those days in the dungeon were endless but the thought of you being out here kept me going. I..."

"You want some water? I will get you some water." I interrupted him, going over to the table which stood to one side of the room. It contained some fruits, some flowers that gave off an annoying scent, (White eyes had insisted on bringing them in), and thankfully, a jug of water and a cup. Filling the cup, I brought it to him and placed it over his nose. Still lying on the bed, he stared at me incredulously. "Fine!" I humphed as I put the glass aside and helped him to sit up.

"You know, you are lucky you didn't have to go to the dungeon. That place is a nightmare." He announced once he was done drinking.

"Yeah, right!" I replied. "Now, go back to sleep, will you?"

I returned the cup to the table and came back only to find him studying my every move. "What!" I snapped, not appreciating being watched like I was a prey.

"A thank you wouldn't hurt, you know?" He muttered.

"Of course. What was I thinking? I should probably fall flat on my face and roll around, thanking you for your great sacrifice. I think not." I scoffed, returning to the bowl as I started to wring the cloth.

He narrowed his eyes until they were little wider than slits. "You do realize that I did you a favour, don't you?" He husked.

"One that I asked you for, right? Listen to me, will you? I don't care who you are or what you think you have done for me but if you think I am going to thank you for taking me away from my life then you are dead wrong. I would much rather drop dead first." I scowled, my anger taking me over as I dropped the cloth and glared at him.

"Taking you away?" He repeated like he couldn't understand what I had just said. "I thought you would appreciate what I did for you. Your life was a nightmare over there and all I did was save you from that."

"All hail the saviour. Just go back to sleep, will you?" I growled.

He seemed stunned for a moment, then he blinked and relaxed, inhaling deeply. "I can't go back to sleep. Not for now, at least. So, how about we talk about my training?" His eyes gleamed with excitement as he curled his legs under his body.

I stared at him blankly. "I don't see how that is any concern of mine! If you are not going to sleep, could you tell me what else you need?"

The light in his eyes faltered but it was only for a moment. "My training. You are supposed to train me, master. Remember?"

"And who is your master? I think your time in the dungeon has messed with your brain, master. I am your maid."

For a moment, I thought he was going to explode with how tightly he gritted his teeth. "Fine!" He grumbled. "But get me some food, will you! Or are you perhaps planning to starve me to death?"

"Oh! Why didn't you say? I will be right back, master!" I replied as I walked to the table and returned with two apples.

The look he gave me got me wondering if I had suddenly grown two horns on my forehead. "Are you dense or something? I asked you for food. How does this fit into the description?"

For a moment, the apples trembled in my hand as I was tempted to feed him the apples through his nose. Instead, I smiled sweetly, "the doctor said you should eat only fruits for now." I explained.

"By any chance, do I look like a vegetarian? Get out there and get me some food, maid!" He placed emphasis on the last part, a smile tugging at his lips.

I clenched my fingers around the apples, trying to control my temper. "I can do this." I whispered as I turned around and stomped to the door. His voice stopped me at the door.

"And where are you going with those apples?"

I turned around and sent him the coldest look I could muster.

"Bring them over, will you?" He stretched a lumpy arm.

The sight of the arm was enough to lighten my mood as I returned to him and handed him the apples.

"Now, run along!" He waved as he bit into an apple, winking at me.

I would have smacked him there and then if the door had not opened and a woman rushed in.

"Indrik!" She shrieked, running over to him and throwing her arms around him.

"Veronica!" He choked, the remaining color draining from his face.