Cocky Towards a Woman
Darius woke up in a cold sweat. He was feverish. No… It wasn't him. It was Xen that was feeling the pain.
"Sire, you're burning…"
Slowly opening his eyes, he saw Osman hovering over him, wiping his face with a cold cloth as a possible means to keep his temperature down.
"Why are you here?" he murmured as he slowly got up from bed.
"I'm checking on you, Sire," Osman chuckled. "Her Majesty, Princess Xenia, will kill me if anything happens to you."
"What?!" Darius gasped out, only to be stifled by a cough as he forced his body upright. He felt too uncomfortable. This was the first time he felt sick like this. His body wasn't used to this kind of feeling.
"Xenia is sick," he weakly whispered as he comfortably rested his back on the headrest of the bed.