The Care Of
I got inspired by that ficlet I posted a few weeks ago where Jude got sick, and I expanded the story. You can now read the full story here.
Excerpt
"Jude!" someone, she wasn't sure who, cried out. She was half-way to the floor when she was caught up in someone's arms. Then she was looking into Cardan's dark eyes. There was an expression there she hadn't seen since the night she took him hostage.
"Has she been poisoned?" the Roach asked.
"I can't tell," the Bomb said. "I need to get her where I can examine her."
"Is there a tunnel near here?" Cardan asked sharply. "One that will get us close to her rooms?"
"I'm fine," Jude said. "I was just dizzy." No one acknowledged her. They were too busy trying to inconspicuously access a hidden tunnel before too many people saw the King of Elfhame cradling his seneschal. When the mercifully cool air of the tunnel hit Jude's overheated skin, it gave her enough of a boost to try again.
