Finding time to be with Joshua has been tough. As things have calmed down, he’s become even busier with efforts to rebuild Rosaria. Sometimes, days would pass without you seeing each other.

To remedy this, he made specific plans to spend time with you on your nameday. Finally, you two could enjoy some well-deserved time together, and the best part is that it’s a day that celebrates you.

Though your date is weeks away, you look forward to it all the same. You’ve purchased a new outfit and learned to make a pastry (carrot-free of course) that you think he’ll love.

However, as luck would have it, you suddenly fall ill, just on the eve of your nameday. Earlier, you dismissed what you’re feeling as nothing, but as the day went on, you developed a fever. Your body jerked with each cough and your nose was clogged. There was no way that you would recover in time.

The next day, you awaken in your quarters, unable to move. A soft knock comes from the door and you smile when you see Joshua’s familiar form.

“I see our roles are reversed.” He says, opening the door to your quarters, a bouquet of flowers in hand. Placing it by your bedside, he gently pats your head. “Usually it is you caring for me, but I see that the task now falls to me. Not that I’m unwilling, but it’s a shame it had to happen on your nameday.”

“Happy nameday.” He leans in to kiss your forehead. “I’ll be with you today, don’t worry.”