The next morning go to your post by Williams side and tend to him.
From Create Your Own Story
The next morning you wake, stiff and uncomfortable. Your skin and clothes are glistening with a sheen of cold night sweats, and your eyes ache with bitter exhaustion. You dress and go downstairs, the servants bringing you two trays of breakfast; one for you and the other for William. You bring both trays, finding William already awake and sitting up in bed. He smiles when he sees you and you feel yourself rally a little at the sight. You both eat in reletive silence, trying to ignore as he occasionally steals little glances at you while you chew your toast. Afterwards the two of your reminice about old times, your adventures together in London when your fathers were forced to drag you along on one of their hunts; the result of which was trying enough for them to never during your adolescence bring you on any of their missions. You both laugh at the memories, being two of the few people in all of the Modern World who would have fond recollections of being chased by cannibalistic cults...
"I knew you would cheer my spirits Anna..." he says, eyes twinkling. "I feel as if my fears were ungrounded, I feel better than I have in weeks, and all thanks to you..."
You try not to frown. For ordinary wounds this kind of recovery would be a portent of good...but for these kinds of wounds?
He notices the change in your expression and takes your hand in his, firm and warm.
"You are good to me Anastasia..." he says quietly. "You have been my truest friend since we were children and for that I trust you. I fear not for my destiny when it lies in your hands..."
Your eyes are frozen to his, but the moment is quickly broken when his sister comes in with a basket of wet compresses for his wounds. Her eyes seem to judge the situation quickly, her expression one of conflicted emotions, none particularly good. Your hands break contact and you stand, excusing yourself to take a walk. As his sister applies the compresses you exit, Williams eyes watching after you.
As you enter the adjoining hall you lean against the mahogany paneled wall, closing your eyes and feeling your hot blood pump through your body. Taking care of William is going to be more complicated than you expected...
