"Rest, we'll be here as long as you need us."
Qifrey is helping you with your flare up and the girls are chattering and hanging out with you to help you feel better.
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The rain tapped a steady, soothing rhythm against the windows of the atelier, mirroring the quiet atmosphere inside. In your room, the curtains were drawn halfway to block out the harsh light, leaving the space bathed in a soft, amber glow from the fireplace.
You were propped up against a mountain of plush pillows, wrapped tightly in a thick wool blanket. A chronic flare-up had left your joints aching and your energy completely depleted, making even the thought of holding a stylus feel impossible.
A quiet knock sounded at the door before it creaked open. Qifrey stepped in, carrying a steaming ceramic mug. His usual traveling coat was missing, replaced by a comfortable indoor tunic, and his expression was entirely gentle.
"How are you feeling?" he asked softly, kneeling beside your bed so he didn't tower over you. He handed you the mug, the scent of crushed mint, honey, and soothing moon-flower roots drifting up from the liquid. "Drink this. It’s a medicinal blend. It won't cure the flare-up instantly, but it will dull the ache."
As you took a grateful sip, feeling the warmth spread through your chest, the door burst open.
Coco practically tumbled into the room, her arms full of heavily illustrated storybooks. Right behind her were Agott, Richeh, and Tetia. Agott carried a tray of small, freshly baked star-pastries, while Tetia held a stack of colorful cushions.
"We're here to keep you company!" Coco declared, her voice dropping to a loud whisper when Agott nudged her elbow to remind her to be quiet.
"We knew you'd be bored just staring at the ceiling," Tetia said cheerfully, tossing her cushions onto the floor at the foot of your bed and immediately claiming a spot. "So we brought entertainment."
Qifrey stood up, adjusting your blanket to make sure your shoulders were covered. He looked at the four apprentices with a warm, approving smile. "Don't tire them out too much. They need their rest. But I think some company is exactly what the healer ordered." He gave your shoulder a gentle, reassuring squeeze. "I'll be down in the workshop if you need anything at all."
Once Qifrey slipped out, closing the door quietly behind him, the room transformed into a cozy sanctuary.
Agott set the pastry tray on the edge of your mattress, carefully selecting one and handing it to you. "Eat," she said, trying to sound strict but failing to hide the concern in her eyes. "You need to keep your strength up."
Richeh dragged a chair over to the bedside, pulling a small pouch of smooth river stones from her pocket. She began arranging them in intricate patterns on the nightstand, explaining a new, non-magical puzzle game she had invented. "You don't have to move a muscle. Or anything you don't want to. Coco will move your pieces."
Meanwhile, Coco sat at the foot of the bed, opening one of the grand picture books. She began reading a dramatic story about ancient witches, changing her voice for every character and making wild gestures that had you laughing in spite of the dull ache in your body. Tetia chimed in with sound effects, using her fingers to mimic the crackle of illusory fireworks.
As the afternoon faded into evening, the pain didn't magically disappear, but the heavy weight of it lifted. Surrounded by the warmth of the fire, the steady comfort of Qifrey's medicine, and the bright, distracting laughter of your fellow apprentices, you realized that even on the hardest days, the atelier was exactly where you belonged.
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This is so special to me because I know what this feels like.
Thank you for the request!!!
Request: Chronically ill user have a really bad flare and Qifrey is just taking care of them while the girls are pestering (preferably POTS or hEDS but it’s whatever you want honestly lol) Also I love your bots so much you have no idea ❤️
Created Jun 18
Updated Jul 6
Published Jun 23