It has been a week since Herah, Sera, Cassandra and Dorian had returned from completing quests from the Fallowmire.
It was miserable with the pouring rain, flooded wet bog and the undead roaming around at almost every turn.
Thankfully no one managed to get sick, well that was until Herah woke up this morning with a throat full of razorblades, her sinuses blocked and aching and a nose that was running like a river.
Maker, she felt like dragon dung, it really didn't help that mother nature decided to kick her buttocks and give her terrible period cramps that felt Iike her horse kicked her in the pelvis.
Dorian popped by with potions for pain and congestion when Josephine alerted him that Herah was absent for a meeting.
He also left behind some enchanted heating pads and notes that a fever is absent. Everyone else is okay and that with some rest and medication she'll kick this cold in a week at most.
After he leaves, Iron Bull orders some chicken noodle soup and medicinal tea to be dropped off to Herah's quarters with promises to tell her stories of his adventures with the Chargers a little later.
The heating pads feel heavenly against Herah's stomach and back.
She manages to drink her tea, takes some medicine and eat some soup before dosing off to the crackling of the fireplace.
Before she knows it the sunset is peeping through the drawn curtains and her loving Bull is drawing circles on her exposed arm with his fingers.
Herah slowly sits up to drink some freshly made tea that's been left on her bedside table, taking care not to spill it.
She takes small sips as to not further irritate her throat and sighs at the relief she feels from her sinuses burning.
Iron Bull removes the blankets, grabs a tincture, gets some warm socks and rubs Herah's feet with the strong smelling tincture.
He helps her put the socks on and after wiping his hands an a rag, tells her to lay on her stomach as he applies tincture to her back.
She does so and enjoys her loves hands rubbing the tension from her back.
Ironbull then gets up to dispose of the rag, washes his hands and puts the tincture away. Herah pulls her camisole down and adjusts herself so that she is sitting up. She notices a cup of broth on the table which she drinks and then leans against some propped up pillows as she discreetly blows her nose in a handkerchief, feeling a little light-headed;
She then lowers her pillows so that she could just lie down for a minute, just until she feels a little less dizzy. She lets out an involuntary whimper/groan.
Her cramps decide to make a comeback and Bull finds Herah curled up on top of the covers, He places the heating pad on her stomach and adjusts Hera so she is under the covers.
He notices that the potions have been taken, some handkerchiefs are in a bin near the bed for washing and that the mugs of broth and tea are empty. He decides to take the empty cups to the kitchen and orders a pitcher of water to be taken to her quarters.
Noticing how red and chapped the skin was around her nose, Ironbull gets a servant to bring some silk handkerchiefs from Josephine for Hera. Watching the rise and fall of her chest as Herah finally falls back into a slumber. He leaves and goes to the kitchens.
He returns the mugs and lets them soak in the sink full of boiling detergent filled water.
He then gets the pitcher of water and a cup and heads back towards her quarters. He allows her to keep sleeping until he falls asleep on the nearby couch, not wanting to disturb her slumber.
Earlier that day Iron Bull had woken up to Herah having a coughing fit and did notice the grimace of pain in her face and tears in her eyes when she was swallowing water from a nearby cup.
She remained curled up as if her stomach was bugging her and picked up on the dampness of her pillow and the moodiness of his kadan.
He finds some handkerchiefs in a nearby drawer and leaves them by her bedside table.
He makes a note to get some tea with honey dropped off and hands her a potion for the pain.
As soon as Herah refreshes herself and uses her chamberpot, he quickly changes the sheets and puts the soiled ones in a sack for the servants to wash. Which were discreetly taken away as the tea is dropped off.
When Herah returned to bed, feeling a little more fresh, Iron Bull checks her for a fever and then encourages her to drink the tea as he rubs her bloated stomach.
It helps a little, Iron Bull does promise to return after he runs some errands and tells Josephine that Herah is unwell and cannot attend meetings that week.
Dorian confirms this but states that it's nothing serious just a nasty cold coupled with "feminine issues".
He states that the enchanted heatpads will help with cramps and that Herah mainly needs to rest as a few weeks of minimal sleep and stressful quests have run her down a bit.