#Chapter 96: A Late-Night Tryst

I quickly excuse myself from Joyce and his group and rush from the room, with Charlotte following me. “The doctor should be in with her now,” Charlotte said. “Mark sent a guard to retrieve her just as I left to find you.” “Good,” I said. We did not speak again as we hurried through the hallways and up the stairs. Finally, when we made it to the room, we found the doctor tending to Elva in bed while Mark watched on. He greeted me when I came to stand near him. “How long has she had a fever?” I asked. I hadn’t been gone all that long myself. She had seemed okay before I left, but I had not thought to take her temperature. “She only really started to feel bad in the past twenty minutes or so,” Mark said. “At first we thought she had overexerted herself when playing, but after sitting for a while, she still didn’t feel better. When I touched her forehead…” He lifted his hand and glared at it like it had betrayed him. “She was burning up.” We watched on for a while, as the doctor exam