the book of love is filled with... screaming?

Lucretia closed her eyes as he examined her. It was so humiliating, but she had put herself in this position. How could she take care of the pack if she couldn't even take care of herself? Time to put her care in someone else's stewardship. Clearly she was incapable. His eventual diagnosis seemed accurate - she could feel the exhaustion down to her bones. A few days were a reasonable sacrifice to be made. It was something she could live with. She would try to be a good patient. She would try very, very hard. "Very well then," the Shamyn replied wearily. Against all of her wishes, Luce would submit herself to his care.