Get rid of her

Eleonora stumbled, almost falling, she was unable to figure out what was going on with Leonardo.

“I'll get help, master.” She forced back her tears and made to leave when she discovered that Leo had clutched her hand tightly. She tried to free herself from his grip but he was far too strong— even in his sleep.

She lowered her head to try and pry his fingers off but noticed that his eyes were slightly open. The more she gazed into them, the more she understood that his pain was truly more than meets the eye.

“Master, you have to let me go. I have to go find help.” She whispered.

“Stay.. stay with me.” He muttered weakly, his voice barely audible.

She wiped the foam off his mouth and wiped her hand on her skirt before going to caress his hair. She couldn't help but wonder what was wrong with him. Why was he just shaking and choking? Was he convulsive?

“Do you have medicine?” She questioned, concluding that he was probably convulsing and needed his medicine. Perhaps, his sickness tri