I still went to check on Eric every once and a while. Thankfully most of the time I went in to see how he was he was asleep. His fever was still much too high for my liking though. I knew as much as Eric hated doctors, he'd have to call in Doctor Peters.
I went to the kitchen and got some broth and brought it back to our room. I went over to the bed where Eric was stirring in bed. "Honey?" I said softly.
Eric turned toward me. "Hey." He gruffly said.
"How are you feeling?"
"About the same."
I frowned. Eric chuckled. "You're so beautiful even when you're frowning."
"I doubt that, but thank you. I brought you some broth. Do you want to try to eat some?"
Eric pushed himself up to the sitting position slowly and I handed him the bowl. I turned to leave. "Ariel, stay. Please."
I smiled and nodded, "for a little while maybe."
Eric took the spoon and brought it up to his mouth and slowly sipped the broth into his mouth. As he swallowed he made a face. "I can't swallow very well. It hurts so much. Here you'll have to take it back to the kitchen."
"And… call for Doctor Peters."
Eric made another face, but agreed saying that a deal was a deal. So I left and sent the now servant Danny out to fetch Doctor Peters.
While waiting for the doctor I stepped outside and walked along the shore. What I wouldn't give for advice from daddy about now. It had been so long since I'd seen him. Sebastian came to the shore every once in a while to give me updates on my family, and to give up dates on us to my family.
Then Danny came back as I saw him coming up the road. I ran up to him for I could see he was without the doctor. He then told me that the soonest that Doctor Peters could come was in the morning.