288 The Real Curse

"Mmmmnnn…"

The soft whimpers echoed in the dark, quiet room. The only illumination within came from the small, low lamp which gave the people enough glow to see the silhouettes of the things inside. However, as the woman lying on the bed started to fidget in her sleep, the man next to her reached out and amplified the light with the switch so he could see her better.

Ara was still in slumber, but a deep frown marred her forehead as she turned her head from side to side. She had developed a slight fever sometime after her husband returned, and he had been catering to her since.

The Koutaishidenka reached out a hand and felt her forehead, and found it cool. He relaxed a bit, although he took her hand in his and kissed her wrist as he continued to stare at her.

"Are you having nightmares, my love?" He wondered and feared what she'd been seeing in her dreams. He pondered if like him and Gin, she had also recovered her memories.