I writhed on Sheo's bed, throwing any blankets he gave me off.

"Her fever is terrible." I heard Haskill whisper.

"I will figure something out. Layla will just have to hang in there."

I screamed as another burst of what felt like lava rushed through my veins. Sheogorath stood over me with a worried look on his face. Images and motion rushed before my eyes, so I rolled over and shut my eyes and became quiet. I watched as Sheogorath gripped my shoulders and he talked to me, though he was muted. He suddenly rose into the air and disappeared. I watched from the ceiling as I stepped back, completely in disbelief.

"What happens now?" Haskill whispered in awe.

"What happens now?" I screamed and whirred around, "Nothing changes! We still--"

"Layla Gallenus, get up, please!"

I couldn't identify the voice, so I merely groaned and writhed again. A female voice murmured in my personal darkness, but I was in too much pain to hear her. My body was so hot, I needed to take off these clothes. I needed to just…

Die.

Such a thought frightened me like nothing else. I've never felt the need to die before. If Relmyna hadn't stepped in, this would not be happening. If I could just get up and wring the life out of her..

Sheogorath might have already done that. Good for him.

I felt a cold rag touch my forehead and I sighed gently as it cooled my body. The bed went down slightly next to me, so someone was sitting down, but as to who I cannot tell. The rag then touched my cheeks and neck, and eventually my chest. I couldn't see at all. Was it dark? Or were my eyes closed? I blinked several times. I could feel the warmth of morning sunshine on my hand, so was I blind?

"Relmyna is she…blind?!" I heard a voice boom.

"Only temporary." A small voice answered.

"How long is temporary?"

"Not…entirely sure."

I moaned again as the cold rag touched my head. I heard a glimmer of magic not too far from me, but nothing happened.

"I cannot bring her out." A female voice said sadly.

Bring me out of what? I'm right here, aren't I? More images flickered past my eyes. This time it was a little more…intimate. I gasped audibly and would have laughed, had I been able too. The vision was Sheogorath and I in bed (you can use your imagination as to what we are doing!). More images. This time I'm crying in his arms, clutching his regalia tightly with bloody hands. I screamed about how could I have done something like this. Even more images flooded my eyes and blinded me. The last image I remember seeing was bouncing a cane into the palm of my hand. I awoke with a start, and judging by the surprised faces, I wasn't supposed to.

"Layla?" The man in purple whispered to me.

"Unh?"

"Do you know who I am?"

"Sheo?"

He sighed in relief. What did Relmyna do to me? I looked to her, but the look that she gave me would ten thousand kill. I wasn't going to get an answer out of her, so I would have to wait until Sheo felt like talking. I sat up and threw my feet over the bed. Relmyna stormed out of the room, and Haskill left, seeing as to how we needed a moment alone.

"Do you know what happened?"

"No idea." I replied.

"Relmyna showed you things of the future. Things that will inevitably happen."

"Oh my!" I chuckled, remembering one 'detailed' vision.

"What did you see?" He asked impatiently.

"I saw many things. For starters, we were talking and suddenly you floated, glowed then disappeared. Another was when I was clutching onto with blood stained hands, screaming. There were so many…"

"And what else?"

"There was…another intimate vision."

"And what was it?"

"Erm…we were…uhhh…you know."

Sheogorath waved his hands, indicating for me to go on. I leaned in close and whispered quietly in his ear.

"Mmmhmm…yes…oh really? That's great--I mean, that's odd. What position?"

His last question, of course, got him a slap across the face. He rubbed his cheek and picked me bridal style, spinning me around the room and occasionally dipping me towards the floor, which would earn a girl-like squeal from me. Sheogorath repositioned me so that I was resting on his hips with my legs wrapped around his waist.

"Tell you love me." I whispered gently.

"I love you." He immediately replied.

I leaned closer into his ear and whispered,

"Tell me you want me."

"I want you." He whispered back.

I leapt out of his grasp and walked away.

"Then you'll have to work for it, big guy!"