Veiled Crest [Revali x Reader]

10

"Are you alright?" I asked quietly. This was a new look for Revali. He didn't respond in anyway, continuing to stare as I scooted closer to him. "Revali?"

He flinched subtly, as though my question snapped him out of a trance. "Y... Yeah? What did you say?"

"Is something wrong? I didn't think the amazing Rito champion could look so troubled." A small laugh escaped me as I crossed my arms, though I could feel worry slowly seeping through my own thoughts. Something was clearly on his mind and by the looks of it, it wasn't good. He didn't say anything for a long moment, barely giving any reaction to my attempts to lighten the situation.

    "It's nothing that you or the rest of Rito Village need to worry about. Trust me." He shut down the conversation before it had a chance to even begin, turning to look at Vah Medoh on its perch. I could sense his distain toward the topic and I let it go. A part of me wanted to push his buttons and get on his nerves as he had been doing to me. But I knew it would only end with someone getting genuinely upset. There's always a time a place.

"And besides," He began once more, an arrogant smile on his face, "You're looking at the pride of Rito Village. The best archer there ever was!" Revali flexed his wings while I looked him up and down.

    "If you say so. But," I cleared my throat, wincing in pain as a sudden lightheadedness clouded my mind, "if you need to talk, you know where to find me." I momentarily lost balance, a sense of dread filling my stomach. Woah... Thats not good. My first instinct was to sit down but, I didn't want to start acting weird out in public like this.

I needed to be laying down somewhere. Somewhere not in the middle of the village. I probably should have listened to Alora. Stepping away to head back to my bed, my vision had begun to spin and my legs felt weak. I quickly brought a hand to cover my mouth as a wave of nausea overcame me.

    I could hear Revali say something behind me but my other senses overwhelmed every thought in my head, leaving no room to comprehend his words. My hand gripped the wooden rail as I stumbled, ears ringing. Shit— I'm going to pass out. My knees practically gave up as I crouched down, hand still on the railing as sweat began forming across my brow.

    Looking to my side, Revali had placed himself next to me with his wing on my back. A look of concern had etched itself across his features. "You're burning up." I only had the strength to look at him, my hand still covering my mouth as the rest of my muscles began to fail. I caught myself as I tipped forward, breathing heavily as my body flushed in a strange warmth. It was beyond unbearable.

    Revali reached forward to my arm furthest from him that was still gripped on the wood, placing it around his neck as he grabbed my other arm and doing the same before I could fall; successfully shifting beneath my body so I was rested on his back. He used his wings to hold my legs up before rushing up the stairs and straight to Aloras. He made it up the steps effortlessly, gentle enough not to rattle my already crumbling body. My vision had stars flashing everywhere and it was hard to breathe as he reached the front door, letting himself right in.

    Alora jumped in alarm as he barged in unannounced, "Revali?! What—," Her eyes widened, "Y/n!" She was up and by Revalis side in seconds, pushing him to my room. They put me down gently before Alora began removing my clothes, tossing them to the side.

"Get me cold water and some towels. Quick!" Her eyes didn't leave me as she began reaching the final layers of my garments— including the bandages on my arms. Alora wasted no time unraveling them as Revali soon returned with her requested items. Everything went from overbearingly hot to cold in an instant, my whole body trembling, drenched in sweat. The pink Rito dunked a small towel in the cold water before placing it across my forehead, only making the quivering of my extremities worse.

    "We need to get this fever down. Revali," She glanced to him, "could you get the cloxacillin from the closet and a healing elixir? There's a small syringe in the cabinet in the kitchen I'll need that as well." He nodded to her, turning to find more items. Alora had finally stripped my body of all accessories besides my underwear. Her head shook as she sighed, "I should have made you stay home today."

    I frowned, "I'm sorry, Alora." My breathing remained heavy as she placed more cold towels across my skin. Revali was quick to return once more, handing everything to Alora. I was practically force fed a few small pills followed by a few drops of the healing elixir.

    "I can't give too much of the elixir right now so small doses will have to do."

    "Why not more?" Revali asked, leaning forward.

    "Y/n has a bacterial infection. The effects of the elixir could only help it grow whilst trying to heal her at the same time. I'm sure you can see why that's a problem." She stood up from the bed side, throwing my clothes in the hamper nearby.

    "I," My voice croaked as I struggled to laugh, "I thought... It was a simple cold. Alora remind me to listen to you more."

    A smile formed in the corners of her beak, "You don't even have to say it."

    -

"Y/n..." Alora whispered to me, stirring my sleeping body awake as she set a candle down on the nightstand, "You need to take some more medicine."

    I sat up with a pained groan, my head feeling like it was going to explode. My voice had completely gone so it was hard to communicate anything as Alora spoke to me. All I could do was nod, my eyebrows furrowed as I rubbed my puffy eyes. It was late into the night; about 12 hours after my small medical emergency, but the pink Rito made sure to never miss anything when it came to aiding my recovery.

    When I had managed to scarf down some more pills and a few drops of the elixir, I realized what time it was, "Alo... Don..." Every word faded before I could finish, tickling my throat and sending me into a coughing fit. Frustration bubbled in every corner of my chest and throat; I didn't want her staying up all night to tend to me. I felt horrible— both physically and emotionally.

    "Save your voice." Alora gently laid my head back down with a soft smile. So soft that I could see the grief that plagued her eyes in the dim light filling the room. I opened my lips once the coughing had subsided to speak, but closed them again, smiling back to her with a nod as I caught my breath. This would probably be a bad time to pry. I can't even speak anyway so it'd be useless.

Alora handed me a cough drop, apple flavored. This particular flavor was hard to come by in this region so I was surprised when it hit my tongue. She chuckled seeing the look on my face as I swirled the sugary tablet around my mouth. "If you need any more," She placed a small handful of them on the nightstand, "They'll be right here. I'm going to try and get some sleep but come get me if you need anything."

I grunted in understanding as she stood up. Faintly, three knocks on the door sounded and she was quick to leave the room. Being sick is one of those things where at a certain point, you don't even care what's happening around you. I couldn't even get a chance to think about who could be at the door, let alone care with how exhausted I was, before I briskly fell into a deep sleep once more.