I Know Him So Well

Florence shook her head. She knew Freddie was running a fever, he was paler than the white shirt he was wearing. The only color to his skin was the reddening of his cheeks and the tip of his nose. "Freddie," Florence said gently. "Why don't you let me reschedule your obligations for the next few days?" she asked. "You don't look well."

"No no i'm fine plus i still have a lot to do." Freddie said as he shook his head.

"Freddie," Florence sighed. "You need to rest if you expect to keep your crown."

"I'm fine if anything its proably just a cold." Freddie said.

"Going into a match while you're ill is not a good idea dear," said Florence. "Especially with an opponent like Sergievsky."

"I'm fine beside he'll be easy to beat." Freddie said.

Florence sighed. "Why do you doubt him so much?" she asked. "He's a very skilled player Freddie."

"He's just a stupid Russian." Freddie said offhandedly.

Florence sighed. "Must you always go on about the Russians?" she asked. "I asked you not to at the press conference and you did anyways."

"Thats not the point." Freddie said as he leaned against the wall.

"Are you alright darling?" Florence asked gently.

"I'm fine really." Freddie answered.

"Freddie, you should really go back to bed love," Florence murmured. "You don't look well at all."

"Love i'm fine." Freddie said stubbornly.

"Freddie please," Florence pouted cutely.

Freddie sighed "Ok fine."

Florence smiled, gently guiding Freddie back to bed. "I'll cancel all your obligations darling," she said. "You just rest."

Freddie nodded slowly.

Florence pulled back the blankets so Freddie could lie down.

Freddie climbed into the bed.

Florence smiled and tucked Freddie into bed. "Comfortable love?" Florence asked.

Freddie nodded "Yes i'm fine."

Florence nodded. "I'm gonna go cancel everything and call for you a doctor."

"No doctor." Freddie said softly.

Florence sighed. "Fredrick....." she muttered exasperatedly.