...It was becoming a pattern. Predictable and repeatable.
Sleep.
Wake to see her husband.
Drink water.
Sleep.
When she opened her eyes this time, Tenshi leaned against the wall across from her bed. His arms were crossed.
He looked like he was asleep.
She was certain he wasn't.
"...Water..." She whispered softly. "Water, please, Tenshi."
His eyes opened, and his head snapped up.
His green eyes widened in surprise, then softened with concern. "Empress...you're awake." He was by her bedside in a moment, his hand brushing over her cheek, forehead and throat.
"...Mmm." She nodded slowly. "My head hurts. I'm tired."
She didn't know how she could be tired when she'd been sleeping so much, but it was definitely true.
He gave a short nod. "The doctor says you're recovering. But you have to eat soon. I'll get you water for now, though."
You might say 'why have 2300 words of Isabelle sitting in the infirmary sick, but....
I really don't have a deep or profound reason for this beyond 'I wanted to include scenes for each of her husbands'.