Time to Freshen Up

The day that Eska was well enough to move from the dungeons back to their room was quite possibly one of the most relieving days of his life. His clinging to hope had worn threadbare toward the end and he was very close to feeling like there was nothing left to do but give up when her condition finally began to improve. He had told her again and again while she fought off this sickness that she was going to be okay, that she was going to make it to the other side and they were going to get to live out all of the travel and plans they made with one another, but he had begun to question his own reassurances. But finally, after what felt like ages, he had her back and he couldn't be happier. It made him all the more grateful for her presence with him. He knew she still had a lot of recovering to do, but he was more than happy to take care of her for as long as she needed.

For a couple of days they simply stayed in their room, catching up on sleep and relaxing together. He'd leave to get them meals and they'd sit out on the balcony to get fresh air, but otherwise they didn't go far. Once they were both slightly less exhausted he got some soaps and oils from their stores and set up a little bit of a spa day for his mate by the castle's baths and brought Eska down to surprise her. They had wiped away most of the ooze and gunk that had clumped and matted her fur over time while she was in the dungeon, but he hoped that a good bath in some warm water would help refresh her even more. He slid into the water first before turning to face her with a little grin, lifting a paw to invite her in. "Come on in, beautiful."

"Ulric & Eska"