|Chapter 2: Part 9|

|Chapter 2: Part 9|

Mira’s dizziness was getting the best of her as she made her way to the kitchen  thinking maybe it was because she hadn't ate anything hardly in the past few days. Her vision was blurring a bit as she bumped into the marble counters, holding her head from the coming headache and a sudden flash of heat, “What is wrong with me…I’ve never felt this way before…if only I could just…” A familiar soothing deep voice was heard with an opening of the kitchen door, “Mira, darling, I’m back. Wait… what is the matter, sweetheart?” She turned around slowly with what strength she had seeing it was her master. Quickly, she dashed into his arms, but her legs gave out from the weakness that consumed her. Mathias, who was good with instant reflex, caught her and held her in his arms, this was the first time he saw her this way and it worried him greatly, “I can’t leave you alone for an hour without something going wrong, look how pale you are…” He said firmly running his fingers in her hair. She buried her head in his chest as she said softly, “I just want to go to bed, for a while, please…” Mathias sighed, hoping she’d be alright by tomorrow, “Alright love, I will carry you to the bedroom and watch you for a little bit, do not worry about anything for today. Truth is you may be coming down sick.” Sick…Mira hasn't been sick since she was a young fae, but that didn't matter; she wanted rest and that’s all she could think of and possibly want for the time being.