Chapter 441 - 441: The aftremath of a storm.
Chapter 441 - 441: The aftremath of a storm.
Phoebe woke up the next day in a place that was both unfamiliar and familiar, David's bedroom at the Saxon tower. She had no memory of how she had made it there or why she had spent the night there.
She blinked rapidly and tried to sit up and found that it was a task because she was not alone in bed. David was holding onto her body tightly like as though she would disappear at any moment in her sleep.
She grunted and tried to loosen his arm, but it was like being held down like an iron rod. She could have used her energy or magic but chose not to do so. Instead, she mumbled and tapped the hand.
The soft sounds of complaint that came from her woke him, he leaped from the bed like a soldier that just heard a siren. First, he poured some water into a glass and gently moved it to her lips, holding it for her as though she had no hands.
"Drink this first." He instructed, when she was done, he studied her face. "How do you feel? You fainted last night and gave me quite the scare. We called the doctor to examine you, and he found nothing wrong. You developed a fever and cried while you were sleeping. Thank God the fever is gone now." He placed the back of his hand on her forehead to feel her temperature.
Phoebe knew her body better than anyone, it felt fine, there was no trace of illness within her.
"I am fine. Did I spend the night here?" Phoebe asked, her eyes moved to the clock that was pinned to the opposite wall. "It's 2pm!!" She exclaimed in disbelief. She had no idea how she had slept for so many hours. "My family must be worried!" She tossed the covers aside, planning to rush home and reassure them, especially her mother. Jennie was a bit of a mother hen.
David pushed her back on the bed gently and tucked her in. "Calm down, I called them already and they rushed here. The Mayfair's are all over the place in the tower running it and giving instructions as if they are residents, which is funny." He chuckled.
A few people like Katherine and some of his uncles were not pleased. They thoughts guests should behave like guests.
"Your mother is making you soup in the main kitchen right now; she has also prepared some porridge and a few light foods. Let us handle your business first, from what I figured out on my own you have to charge so I made sure to hold you tightly until that pendant around your neck began to glow. I guess it is full because it is no longer siphoning energy from me." He propped pillows behind her back.
Nodding her head, Phoebe gave him a warm grateful smile. "It is full but gluttonous so it will keep eating for as long as you are available." She grabbed his hand and kissed the back. "Thank you for all your sacrifices, you must have stayed up all night to take care of me. I must have lost a lot of energy last night....." She
"Unwanted visitors are here in the tower, I can feel the tension grow from here. It is the Mortimer's." The spirit vanished.
David who was approaching her heard its words; he stormed out without saying another word.
Grandma Mayfair rushed in with her mother behind her. "Sweetheart you seem fine, oh thank God! You had us all scared. Why is David running out in a bathrobe?" Jennie chimed.
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