113 Playing Nursemaid

Illness spread through the castle as the weather changed drastically. My immune system was much stronger as Catherine du Pont than it had ever been as Katie Pullman so I was perfectly fine. Al was not so lucky.

He put up such a fuss you would have thought he was legitimately dying. It looked to me like nothing more than a cold. It seemed that all of the "man cold" memes I had seen back in my world were accurate even in a place like this.

"Katie," he moaned. "I'm freezing. Come keep me warm."

Sweat beaded on his forehead and he was shaking slightly. He had the chills that came with being sick. I was quite familiar with them. Goodness knows I got them enough in my old body even without catching anything. My body hadn't been able to regulate its own temperature very well. A quick forehead test showed that he was pretty warm but not hot enough to be truly concerning.