(xD Don't worry it's okay! I was sort of like that too, but now 'm getting back into it again. It makes me very happy when I get to write replies because everything else in my RL has been hell D:)
Kateliana felt her feet land on the stone pathway once again, and she saw Kratos in front of her. He shook his head in delight and bowed his head once. She wrapped her arms around the bottom of his neck and leaned against him, feeling much more happy that he was back. "I missed you buddy," she whispered to him. The horse stomped one of his front hooves in reply, then when he noticed that she had stopped hugging him he looked behind towards the saddle he wore.
"No, I can't ride you right now. Allegra and Daelen still need to ride you until we reach Fortuna. When I'm better I promise we will go riding. We'll go to the beach and ride around, alright?" she explained to him, then pet him gently on the forelock. Kratos lowered his head as if to look sad and he lifted his eyes only slightly at her. "Don't give me that..." she sighed to him profoundly before he put his head back up again. "I promise we can ride when we get back to Fortuna," she told him, then kissed his gently on the head before looking over at Elton. "Okay, I think we're all ready to go. Do you think you can help me on your horse?" Kateliana asked him, leaning against Kratos to keep her support.
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Daelen and Allegra both nearly gasped at the look of the horse that Marcel had gotten. Daelen was a little suprised that there was still money left in the coin bag, but he didn't complain. As long as he had a horse, they would be fine. It wouldn't take too long for them to all get to Fortuna if they kept their horses at a gallop. Italy was a small country and all they needed was fast horses and good roads to read Fortuna in time.
"You have such a lovely horse," Allegra whispered to him as she got onto Kratos. Daelen nodded in agreement as he got onto Kratos in front of his sister. He put the money bag back into his pocket and held onto the reins for his mother's horse. He knew that the horse would probably not even need reins to be directed, but it helped him stay on the horse instead of holding onto his mane.
.:Fortuna, Italy:.A doctor from behind a counter in the other room walked out as he cleaned his glasses. Unlike many doctors during the age, he did not wear the long white masks that looked like duck bills. Instead, he wore glasses and a black robe that looked similar to a monk's brown robes. His hair was shaved and even if he did wear a hat it wouldn't really be neccessary. He suddenly gasped when he looked at Noel's state, and ran up quickly to her on the cot. "Lord... she has Red Fever..." he whispered to himself, then glanced up at Alexander.
"My king, we don't have much time. Please bring me a vial labeled 'fever' on my desk while I try to keep the blood from clotting in her lungs," he ordered the king. He was afraid that Alexander wouldn't comply when he had just ordered a superior to do something, but without hesitation Alexander quickly went to the other room. He looked around for a moment seeing ten different small glasses on the desk, but then found the fever vial and hastily gave it to the doctor. "
Grazie. She is in a critical state of Red Fever... I'm worried that we won't be able to save her in time..." he muttered to Alexander as he poured the liquid into her mouth and forced her to swallow.
(Sad? D: Oh, and the doctors back then looked like
this and
this, because they thought it would keep them from getting the Black Death during that era ;D)