"Averell…!"
Fortunately, before my body thuds to the floor, Mr Llevric catches me from the front. Meanwhile, a chill spread across my lips as I weakly pant, "Ugh…"
Tightly Mr Llevric holds me in his arms. With his softest voice he speaks near to my ear, "You can't walk, can you?"
Helplessly I grab onto his strong arms. Although reluctant, in bashfulness I ask, "Do you mind giving me a piggyback ride back to the chamber…?"
At once, my words place Mr Llevric hesitation. Even myself is not convinced by my own plead, only if it is not because of those buzzing fluorescent lamps that are exaggerating my headache.
With a frown in concern, Mr Llevric mentions, "Won't a physical contact between us worsen the fever?"
