Chapter 184: Being cared for by your lover is different than being cared for by your doctor
"This is embarrassing," I muttered against his shoulder as Natha carried me to the dressing room.
He had called the servants to changed the bedsheet that got soaked with my sweats, as well as preparing a warm drink and light meal for me. I was already embarrassed that we had to call for servants in the middle of the night, but Natha even carried me in front of them. All I could do was clutch into him and buried my flustered face in his shoulder.
"Why?" Natha chuckled. "Are we doing something embarrassing?"
"You don’t have to carry me," I mumbled still as we entered the dressing room.
"No way," Natha denied me firmly, lowering me to the velvet bench in the dressing room. "You still have a fever."
Well, that was right. Despite being drenched in sweat already, I still have a fever, and we had no idea why. Natha said the physician told him it might be caused by stress, but I didn’t particularly feel stressed.
In fact, shouldn’t I feel relieved at this point? The source of my stress and anxiety had been cleared after all.
Perhaps...it was the price of finding out the truth?
Natha said he couldn’t tell me the truth because he was afraid of the unknown consequences. Perhaps this was the side effect?
I thought about that while Natha undressed me and wiped my sweaty body. At least, until I started getting flustered.
It was so weird. I should be used to this kind of thing--having other people wipe my body, just like in the hospital. But I still got shy and embarrassed when he did it, even after everything we did. Granted, we had never gone all the way and none of us had ever been completely naked in front of each other, but still...shouldn’t I get used to it by now?