Wound.

"Are you still saying you're not hurt?"

The deep voice echoing in her ears made a girl blush as she sat on the bed with a medicine box on her thigh. The girl's gaze shifted to a tall man sitting at a table, giggling.

His Highness. She was holding back shame.

Sruk...

"Prince Clovis?"

Seeing the man in front of her suddenly crouching in front of her made her wide-eyed.

"Show me the wound," he said flatly.

But she shook her head and covered her legs with her hands.

"I can treat it myself, Prince."

The black haired man looked up, staring into the amber eyes of the girl on his bed.

"Don't make me say it twice, Elie."

Swallowing her spit roughly, she slowly withdrew her hands that were blocking her legs. Clovis' long fingers touched Elie's training pants, rolling them up little by little so as not to touch the wound on the girl's leg.

Grip-

"Prince Clovis..." Her voice sounded shaky, holding in pain.

Hearing her groans and the grip on his shoulder, Clovis's attention turned to Elie covering her mouth with her other hand.

"Is it hurt?" Clovis asked.

Stopping his hand from rolling up Elie's pants, all Clovis could see was a small nod as sweat dripped down the girl's neck.

"Can you endure it?"

Elie's eyelids parted as her lips whimpered, seeing the worried look in Clovis's eyes.

"I can still endure it," she replied while gently patting Clovis's shoulder.

Staring at Elie's eyes, Clovis returned to carefully rolling up the girl's pants up to her knees. His bloodshot eyes caught three wet wounds on Elie's shins, and calf. Even among the three wounds, he could see one that was quite deep on that girl's right calf.

Sensing something odd about Clovis' gaze, Elie touched that man's dark mane.

"Are you all right, Prince Clovis?" She asked while stroking Clovis's hair gently.

"Is this that crazy girl's doing?"

Surprised by Clovis question made herself speechless with a gaze directed at Clovis fingers.

"I don't think it's a questionable thing," she replied.

Clovis looked up and saw the amber beads staring at him. Elie ran her fingers through Clovis firm jaw, caressing it gently until the eyes of that man squatted.

"Remembering it makes me feel sick."

Clovis's eyelids fluttered open, revealing his red eyes that lit up as he caught Elie's face which was quite close to his sight.

"I'm glad to hear that," he grinned.

Elie smiled when she saw Clovis' lips slightly raised. Continuing what he wanted to do, Clovis took over the medicine box that was on Elie's thigh.

"You can bite my hand, grab my hair, or hit my shoulder if you can't stand the pain," Clovis said.

Elie chuckled at the seriousness in Clovis' red eyes, even a trace of worry flashed through the man's gaze.

"All right, Prince~" She replied with a smile.

Clovis face dropped, noticing the wound on the girl's shin.

Did she know that her smile could give me a heart attack? Clovis thought.

Clovis put the medicine box beside his feet. While his hands are looking for medicinal herbs that he had set aside for external wounds. Finding the potion he was looking for, Clovis took out 2 bottles of potion with 3 cotton rolls, and 4 clean gauze.

"I will pour the medicine," Clovis said while opening the lid of the potion.

Elie nodded, her fingers already gripping the fabric of the bed she was sitting on. Pouring the potion over the cotton, Clovis wiped off the blood that was starting to dry around the wound. Gently wiping the wound with the cotton that had been the medicinal herbs, he also gently pressed the open wound.

"Prince Clovis..." There was a muffled voice from Elie who unconsciously grabbed Clovis's arm.

Clovis gulped down his spit roughly, as the grip on his arm began to tighten. With every touch of the wound, Elie could feel the pain that continued to sting her leg. At first, she took it for granted and didn't feel the slightest pain, but as Clovis cleaned her wounds, she could feel the pain from each one of them.

"Hold on a second, Elie," Clovis said while bandaging Elie's leg wounds one by one.

"It hurts, Clovis..." Elie whimpered faintly.

He felt something tingle on his shoulder, after hearing his first name called by Elie without any frills.

What am I thinking in front of people who are in pain? Clovis thought cursing himself.

Finished bandaging the wounds on Elie's legs, Clovis gently stroked the gauze covering Elie's wounds.

"Don't let yourself be hurt or hurt yourself, Elie," Clovis said plaintively.

Elie smiled as she felt the soft caress on her bandage. Elie's hand went to Clovis' black hair, caressing it gently until that man's face lifted.

"Thank you for worrying about me, Prince Clovis." She said.

Clovis paused, watching Elie's face carefully.

"I'd rather be the first to know you're hurt, Elie," he replied.

Meanwhile, according to Elie, the words that came out of Clovis' lips could make her blush at any time.

I shouldn't have fallen this deep, she thought.

Remembering that she wasn't the one who should be in this situation made her reflect again. Even though in front of her, there was Clovis who waiting for her with a faint smile, and Carlex who was a spectator for the two of them.

Let me be selfish this time, Elie. She thought.

Clatter!

"Elie?"

Clovis gasped when he saw Elie's body crashing into him, scattering the medicine box beside his feet.

"Sorry, forgive me," Elie muttered burying her face in Clovis' shoulder.

Meanwhile, Clovis who was silent with his arms wrapped around Elie's waist was stunned after hearing the sobs of the girl in his arms.

"Why, Elie?" Clovis brought his palm to Elie's back, patting that girl's back gently.

Not getting a reply either, Clovis could only hear the sobs of the girl hiding her face in his shoulder.

Her cry sounded painful, Clovis thought.

Hugging the girl's body tightly in his arms, even bringing Elie's body down to his chest, so that the girl could cry more contentedly.

Pat Pat

"If you remember something hurts, cry as much as you can, I'm always here with you."

But for Elie those words made her cry even more. There was a look of nervousness from Clovis who felt his clothes getting wet.

"Sorry, I'm sorry. Don't cry again." He said glancing at Elie's gray hair.

"I don't know if I will still be able to see you, Prince Clovis," Elie said with a sob.

Clovis gasped when he heard what Elie said, moreover, the hug on his back tightened even more.

What did she say? Clovis thought.

And then a tap on his right shoulder, Clovis turned to the person who was patting him. Not knowing how to react, Clovis fell silent again after seeing Carlex shaking his head as he put his index finger in front of his lips.

"I'm going out, you need to calm Elie down first," Carlex whispered.

Nodding his head, Carlex smiled seeing how his son hugged Elie's body while comforting the girl. Carlex gaze shifted to Elie who still hid her face behind Clovis' broad chest.

I feel double mana on Elie's body, thought Carlex.

After that, Carlex took a step back and turned to walk out of Clovis's room.

Creak...

"Are you not thirsty?" Clovis asked.

Elie shook her head, "I just want to be like this." She replied.

Clovis who heard Elie's reply also understood. And his hands were cleaning up the things that came out of the medicine box.

"I will put the box first."

But Elie tightened her embrace again, even now her hands had moved to Clovis slender neck.

"Don't go," she mumbled.

Clovis smiled faintly. "Who said I'm going?"

"Hup."

Elie almost fell if Clovis' palms weren't holding her thighs. Completely shocked by the position her body was in, where Clovis was holding her like a child.

"Are you sober?" Clovis asked turning to Elie's face.

Elie glanced at her hands that were wrapped around Clovis' neck, with her chest meeting his chest.

"I CAN WALK!" Elie said in a hoarse voice.

Clovis's hand holding Elie's thigh lowered slightly until the body of the girl in his arms jerked.

Elie tightened her arms around Clovis' neck. "Don't drop me," she begged.

Clovis smirked, "Be a good girl then," he said.