Suddenly, she inhaled sharply and her breath stopped.
He kicked his chair and ran over to her.
Historia held her throat as she scratched, floated to her feet, shrank to the side and coughed violently. She coughed as if she had been poisoned.
"Historia, are you okay?" Levi puts a hand on his curled back.
He wasn't sure if he should slap her on the back or not for a moment, but he heard she hadn't been eating or drinking, so he hadn't taken any poison. Rubbing.
Historia kept coughing. Once away, he dropped a few drops of the contents of the pot on the side table into his palm and licked it, then poured it into a glass.
"Water. Can you drink?"
"... Wa,"
He helps her to raise her upper body as she reaches into the air. When he held the water in front of his face, Historia grabbed the glass with both hands and drank it down in one go, grabbing Levi's entire hand.
She coughed again. He stroked her back as she leaned against him and poured a second drink into her glass, which she quickly drank as well.
"Water ... water, I finally got to drink ... thank you, Adele ..."
Breathing on her shoulder, she looked at Levi's face from a mere six inches away and her whole body tugged as she realized that the person she was leaning on was not Maid.
"eeeeeeek!"
She screams, dropping the glass from her hand and backing down to the edge of the bed.
He's rather hurtful.
For now, he picks up the glass with a bit of water spilling out of the bottom and wetting the sheets.
"Your Majesty!?"
This time the door opens without a knock and Blond jumps in. He knelt by the bed. He glares at Levi sharply while paying attention to Historia.
"Captain, what the hell did you do!?"
"... I gave her water because she was suffering."
"Oh, oh, ...? Ah! Stan, nothing. He didn't do anything to me. I'm sorry, I was surprised that the person I thought was Adele was Captain, that's all." Historia waved her hands.
"I see." Blond nodded as if to say, 'Yeah, I don't know why Captain Levi is here either.'
"Is Your Majesty in pain somewhere?"
Unlike Blond, Red-hair walks in slowly and asks calmly. Black-hair waits outward in front of the open door.
"I'm too thirsty and I coughed. I drank some water and I'm fine now." She said.
"There's still some left." Levi said.
Historia's eyes fell down in shame as Levi shook the pot and let her hear the sound of water.
"Please,"
Pour all out and pass it on.
While Historia was gulping down a glass of water, Red-hair picked up a white shawl that was folded and placed on the chest by the wall. He unfolds it and wraps it around Queen's shoulders to receive the empty glass. His manner was gentle and casual, like a model of a gentleman. Levi feels his upbringing in the refined manner in which a woman is accepted as a natural treatment.
Levi has learned a certain amount of manners and etiquette so that he can do better than the average person's level if he tries. However, Levi thinks that he can't do it with the naturalness that a man from the aristocracy does in this way.
"I'll bring you a meal. Do you have any requests?" Red-hair said.
"I'd like a hot meal. In the hall, I smelled the smell of cooked tomatoes, what was that?" Queen asked.
"It's chicken and potatoes with tomatoes."
"That's good. Anything else is fine."
"What about dessert?"
"Dessert..."
For some reason, Historia looked at Levi, then lowered her voice to
"Marron cake, If there is one."
"Yes, Your Majesty. Volker,"
"Hey, who told you that you could come in?"
When Red-hair turned around, Adele had just walked in from beside Black-hair, cradling a large costume bag in her hands.
"I was obliged to enter the room because I heard Her Majesty's screams." Blond deflects his chest in rivalry.
"The reason for the scream is that Queen was astonished that it was the captain when she thought it was you at her side," Red-hair adds.
Levi replies as Maid looks at him suspiciously.
"She was coughing, so I gave her water to drink."
"I see. Thank you."
Pushing Blond out of the way, Adele put bag on the bedside floor.
"Um, why is Captain here?" Historian looks at Levi as she shrugs shoulders.
"Don't you remember? Captain was the first to notice that you were about to fall over, and he held you up just before you fell. Captain brought you in here." Maid says.
Blond looks discontented, 'We could have supported Queen without Captain.'
"And Captain has been here ever since?"
"Yes, all the time."
"W, why?"
Adele, who has no intention of answering that on behalf, urges Levi to reply with a gaze, 'Please'
"I had to tell you. You wouldn't come back to the venue, so I waited."
"You want to tell me?"
Historia was somewhat flinching, but he wasn't going to tell her anything that would frighten her.
"Historia, Don't strain yourself. If you can't get in shape, take a break. It's your duty to stay healthy. People would be worried if you fainted with that look on your face."
Stop talking. He made a mistake. He borrowed Armin's earlier words to her, 'It's an important duty to keep you alive' and he meant it to say, 'Not only do you have to be alive, but you have to be healthy.' but when Levi told her, it wasn't an encouragement, but a sermon.
He wants to be kind to her, considering what she's burdened with, but he can't give her a well formed one. If only it sounded like he was scolding his subordinates for their lack of self-control, it was still good.
Historia's gaze became warm, but she smiled sadly at the thought of 'something'.
"Yes, Captain. If something happens to me, Paradis will be irretrievable. I wasn't aware enough, I'm sorry. I'll be careful in the future."
This is how she can perceive it. The distance to Historia is less than two meters. Where in the world could the meaning be twisted?
Even though she was of royal blood, Historia had not been educated as a royal until her accession to the throne. Of course, she didn't know the proper etiquette to follow at the evening party. She was able to behave beautifully enough to win the admiration of the nobles. Because she learned.
She's trying her best. Levi is not a man who doesn't understand that.
Red-hair kicked at Blond's heels as he was about to say something, at an angle that Historia didn't notice.
Blond darkened the shadows under his eyebrows, but he didn't raise his voice. Maid moves one edge of her thin lips.
Surely, if it had come from someone in 104th and not Levi, it would have come across to her in the way Levi thought it did. But his position is different from that of her peer friends. He needs Historia as a sacrifice.
This is undeniable. This meaning is included in no small proportion from her point of view. It's included in just enough for her to decide how distant she is from him. He was frustrated, but he couldn't possibly click his tongue.
She wouldn't be pleased if he told her the rest of what he was about to say. But a voice crossed his mind, Hanji said to him cheerfully, "She will be happy, of course."
He hesitated, but it would be a loss not to tell, even though Maid laughed so hard at him while he waited. And she did her best despite her poor health, only to be reprimanded by him, he don't want to make Historia sad like that.
"I don't blame you. You don't have to apologize. And, I know you won't be happy to hear this from me, but... you dressed up were beautiful."
"... Eh?" Surprise spilled from her lips.
"But don't wear it when you're not feeling well. Let your health come first and foremost. That's all I wanted to say. Take care of yourself and get home."
Levi turned his back to the bed, and a small voice said, " Umm..."
He looks back over his shoulder. Adele blinked her eyes wide with a finger on her chin. She didn't seem to have meant to say anything to Levi.
He shifts his gaze and tells the bemused Queen one more word.
"I didn't think it went without saying, but I'll say it just in case. There won't be a anything that only I can do, but if it's something I can do, you can count on me. At least I can substitute for the stretcher."
"What would you like in return?" Adele shrewdly asks.
Don't underestimate me - after thinking that once, Levi understands her intentions.
"Dress like you did today and dance with me. When you're in good condition."
This was nicely answered, and he gained a small measure of self-satisfaction.
Red-hair follows him as he leaves the room, Black-hair bails and closes the door. Red-hair says softly as he walks beside Levi.
"Sorry, Stan's face is noisy."
"That kid better learn to control his emotions."
"That is useful, depending on how it's used." Red-hair smiles.
As they walked, he spoke, even though Levi hadn't asked.
"Queen likes a marron cream cake. I think I should prepare a marron cake without being told, but she's so cute that she wants it modestly, I can't help but ask her for her request."
Levi remembered that information. Someday when they were together at a party, he thought, he'd take a marron cake for her.