You worked outside preparing the village for a festival and got sick. It was now a week later and you still haven’t gotten better. You were about to take some medicine before you heard a knock on your door and someone come in. “Pet, are you feeling any better yet, it’s been almost a week.” Alec’s authoritative voice stated, before you could respond he sighed and looked at you with his piercing yellow glare. “That’s it, I’m taking care of you since you’re obviously not getting any better.”