Hour Two
Relena woke up, seemingly only an hour after she'd gone to sleep. A strange dream. Heero always seemed to find a way into her dreams. But she soon lost concentration in that pain in her heart when a splitting headache seized her. She put a hand to her forehead, surprised to find it burning with fever. "Odd.." She muttered. She didn't really feel all that sick.
Relena climbed from her bed to get to the bathroom, a cold glass of water in mind.
*CRASH* Dizziness pounded her eyes ferociously, and she fell right into a very expensive vase, which soon found its way to the floor in pieces.
*SHATTER*
*SLAM* The door flew open, and when her eyes cleared, she found her brother at her side, helping her to her feet. Noin, slower, hobbled into the room with a gasp.
"Relena!" She cried, stricken suddenly with worry and Milliardo lifted the feverish princess and helped her back to her bed. She murmured something about water...and also something else...a name. A name she hadn't mentioned in some months. She didn't dwell on the thought though. Relena was too sick to have them losing focus over a fever dream. Sweat already dampened her forehead, and her temperature was rising dangerously. She and Milliardo exchanged panicked glances as a doctor was called.
Relena woke up, seemingly only an hour after she'd gone to sleep. A strange dream. Heero always seemed to find a way into her dreams. But she soon lost concentration in that pain in her heart when a splitting headache seized her. She put a hand to her forehead, surprised to find it burning with fever. "Odd.." She muttered. She didn't really feel all that sick.
Relena climbed from her bed to get to the bathroom, a cold glass of water in mind.
*CRASH* Dizziness pounded her eyes ferociously, and she fell right into a very expensive vase, which soon found its way to the floor in pieces.
*SHATTER*
*SLAM* The door flew open, and when her eyes cleared, she found her brother at her side, helping her to her feet. Noin, slower, hobbled into the room with a gasp.
"Relena!" She cried, stricken suddenly with worry and Milliardo lifted the feverish princess and helped her back to her bed. She murmured something about water...and also something else...a name. A name she hadn't mentioned in some months. She didn't dwell on the thought though. Relena was too sick to have them losing focus over a fever dream. Sweat already dampened her forehead, and her temperature was rising dangerously. She and Milliardo exchanged panicked glances as a doctor was called.
