Volga hid his illness. He threw up two times that morning and was currently challenging Link. With his Dragon Pike in hand, he charged at the Hero and the metal collided. Link could see paleness in the dragon's face as he dodged and used his shield. "I'm not suppose to talk to you, but you don't look good," he pointed out.

"I'm fine!" Volga snapped and kept attacking. He stopped as he coughed hard. Link dropped his shield and sword, pushing the spear out of his enemy's grip and got the armor off as fast as he could. Volga started heaving as Link didn't care if he got vomited on. This was something different than a mindless war. "Get back human..." he snarled.

"You're human as well idiot," Link retorted as he looked up and saw Volga covering his mouth. "Don't hold back, it'll hurt you." he said and finished getting the armor off as the dragon had tears running.

Lana and Cia ran up to them with Sheik behind along with Impa. "Idiot, what's going on?" Cia ordered her General as the battle stopped. Link and Lana was staying close to Volga.

"It seems Volga isn't feeling good," Lana answered her other half as she got the helmet off. "Did you bother doing your hair? How long have you been sick for?"

Volga opened his mouth and pushed Lana out of his way, throwing up. Link cringed as some of it got on his boots but he kicked them off. Lana didn't care as she rubbed his back and held his bangs. Cia looked disgusted. "Ugh! Volga, we are returning immediately!" She grabbed his collar and dragged him off, no fighting or thrashing. Lana and Link let them go as they picked up the armor. Sheik and Impa inspected it while they hauled it off. Lana would bring it back for him. She would.

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Volga wasn't doing so good on the trip back to the manor. Wizzro was leading the army back as the Lizalfos Chieftains got close to their master. "Lord Volga, whatsss the matter?" One ask. They never seen the dragon like this unless it was his allergies which was rare.

He didn't answer them as the Lizalfos kept pressuring him into telling. "Stop..." Volga mumbled as Cia dragged him into the manor and to his bedroom. Lizalfos weren't usually allowed inside the manor one bit. Unless Volga needed to conference with his troops. Wizzro led the soldiers back to their quarters and rushed into the manor. Volga was sent straight to change out of his spandex and into his lighter apparel. Cia had to magic them up since all he has were his pajamas, armor, under armor and dress shirts. She had a light red tank top and shorts on his bed.

Wizzro slouched on the couch as Cia went to the kitchen. He watched as Volga emerged from his bedroom and ran to the bathroom. He cringed as he heard his heaving and groaned. "Cia what are you doing?"

"Getting him water," she answered. "How is he?"

"Can't you hear him? Sick." Wizzro answered. "I'm not cleaning his mess up."

Cia rolled her eyes and walked down to Volga's bedroom and placed the water on the nightstand as the Dragon walked in. "What are you doing in here?" His voice was hoarse as he coughed hard.

"Try and drink water to see if you can hold it down." She walked out to get stuff from the bathroom for him. Volga sipped his water and coughed it out, sitting on his bed. She came back after a few minutes to see him partially out of the window, gagging. "Oh my goddess you didn't bother making it to the bathroom?"

He shook his head and sneezed hard, coming back in. Cia set him next to the window and closed it. She placed a thermometer under his tongue and waited for it to beep. Neither doesn't know how to care for the sick. Volga was suffering from nausea as he groaned when the beep went off. "Wuts it zay?" he ask, hard to say it with the metal under his tongue.

"102.7," she answered. "Get in bed." She knew about temperatures and same with him, but he was taught a different way. He learned that the human body has a 101 temperature which was a Lizalfos' body temperature. Cia knows the 96-97 body temperature easily.

"That's higher than 101," he pointed out which got a white brow raised. "The human body temperature."

"No, 96 or 97 is the human body's." she corrected. "Now lay down while I get a trash can or a small bucket for you." She walked out as he curled up in bed, cuddling the sheets. He felt awful, just awful. He felt his insides killing him as he coughed hard, lungs hurting. His head pounded and he held his abdomen, crying out in agony.

"Shut up, shut up! I'm back." She set the trash can down at his bedside and heard him simmer down with the crying. She lifted the blanket off his chest and moved his shirt up over his abs, feeling his abdomen. He gasped sharply and held back tears. His bravery was no use with the pains. "Abdomen pains. Wizzro told me this might be food poisoning. What did you eat?"

"I skipped breakfast," he answered. "You weren't cooking and Wizzro was. Maybe dinner last night?"

"You cooked last night! That makes no sense, unless." She looked at him. "Did you read the expiration date?"

He shook his head. "No..."

"I'm glad I didn't eat at all. You are such a idiot." She had aspirin for him and placed it on the bedside. "Now sleep."

Volga shut his eyes and tried to sleep. His fever would grow higher and the minute he would wake up, his breathing would be staggered and his vision clouded.

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Cia changed out of her usual attire and into a purple shirt with dark shorts. She was playing it safe to know if he was going to vomit on her. She assigned Wizzro to watch Volga in case he got up during his nap. "Lady Cia." The wizard appeared in the doorway. "There's a issue."

"What issue?" She turned around and looked at him. "Well, speak."

"He's, having trouble breathing. His breathing pattern is irregular." The Poe answered. "And, fever dreams started to appear. His fever skyrocketed fast once he was asleep."

Cia walked out and went to see Volga, knowing he would be awake. He wasn't awake, still asleep as he was having trouble breathing. She walked to the bed and shook his shoulder. "Volga? Volga wake up this minute," she commanded and used her magic, seeing the Dragon open his eyes. "You're too sick to do anything at all."

Volga coughed hard as he groaned in pain. He wasn't risking to speak since from that cough, he was dehydrated and having aches throughout his body. Cia made Wizzro to get water as she was going to try to make him hold it down. He burrowed under the blanket, only little bit of messy blonde hair showing from the edge.

"Back and where did he go?" Wizzro ask and saw the piece of hair, lifting the blanket off him. "Drink."

He shook his head, refusing as he felt his jaw forcefully opened and the water running down his throat. "What the fuck?!" he yelled as he immediately regretted it, feeling pain. Cia smacked Wizzro upside his robe as she made Volga lay back down instead of in a ball.

"Volga we need you to get better quickly." she explained. "We still need a strong General."

He glared up at her as he reached for his blanket, throwing it back over him. "J-just get out," he rasped. The water barely helped him one bit.

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Cia was cooking dinner for herself. Usually it would be Volga cooking for the two but not tonight. She was thinking about the pumpkin soup recipe, try to make it to see if he can hold it down. Possibly no. Still, he can't starve to death. She heard Wizzro at the table, making potions. "Are you making a potion to make Volga better or no?" she ask.

"First option. I don't know his symptoms as his body is different than mine," he answered. "Very different."

She rolled her eyes. "I can see nausea, fever, headaches or migraines, vomiting, loss of appetite, dehydration and possibly cramps." She did see him holding his abdomen earlier. "Make that abdominal cramps."

Wizzro wrote it all down and got to work. Cia finished cooking and started eating alone. It wasn't the same without his reports on the battlefield. The eerily silence was boring to her. She wanted him better and now.

Night rolled around and Volga was up all night, coughing and wheezing. Cia was staying close to him since her bedroom is on another level. She laid in the living room, leaving his bedroom door open for him not to stumble out looking like he just got drunk off three vodkas and two whiskeys. She laid on the couch as she found it highly uncomfortable and decided to move into his room for the night. Volga wouldn't mind, or would he? Cia moved her pillows and blanket off the sofa and walked to his door, going in and settling near his bed. At least it was better than laying in the living room for sure.

Volga groaned and turned his head, seeing her as he didn't speak a word. Right now, his lungs were wanting out as he coughed harder and rougher, coughing up blood. Cia noticed that and sat him up before laying down on the bed. She rubbed his back as he coughed. He had tears streaming down his face mixed with sweat as he felt like his whole body was in flames. The cramps were unbearable as his whole body shook. "Wizzro! That better be done!" she yelled as the wizard appeared with a small vial of a bluish reddish liquid. "That's it?"

"All I could make. Open his mouth and I'll give it to him." Cia took Volga's jaw and Wizzro poured the concoction down his throat, seeing him gag. They laid him back down after it was all gone. "There, let the effects take in and he should be fine. Although, some side effects will appear during the healing process."

"I don't care about those. Just go." She waved her hand and he was gone. Cia laid in bed with the dragon and fell asleep, him already asleep. One side effect was drowsiness as he needed sleep. He already loves sleep but will effect him.

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"I feel a lot better." Volga said at the table. He still had a fever but it gone down to 101 and a persistent cough. He could stomach certain foods but wasn't taking a risk with dairy yet. Cia nodded as she ate. "How were my troops while I was in bed?"

"Went crazy after the second day you didn't show up. You were in bed for a week, sleeping." she replied. "That caused an uproar and some had to go down before they stormed the manor."

"You, you killed my chiefs?!" he exclaimed. "That's not right at all! They serve under my terms!"

"Sorry that they won't shut up. Overgrown talking lizards."

"They knew me when I was a baby!" He loss his appetite and took his plate to the kitchen. "That's ridiculous! Killing my troops over concern! Does she have the nerve..." He was still going on a tangent while taking care of his dish. Cia rolled her eyes as it was good to have him back.