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"Tell me honestly, you are some kind of pervert, aren't you?" Hazel asked, moving her foot from Tobias's hands. He might like her foot being there a little more than he should. "Tell me now so I know if I should run out of the palace."

"Pervert? Of all things you think that I am a pervert?" Tobias questioned, amused by the claim. "The pain must be getting to your head and how do you plan to run out of the palace when you were finding it hard to walk back to your room?"

"How would you know when you left the first chance you got with that short goodbye?" Hazel asked.

"Wait," Tobias said, reaching for her foot as he spoke to put the last of the ointment. "Were you disappointed that I didn't walk you back to your room?"

"Why would I be disappointed?" Hazel asked, realising her mistake.

"Because I have been going out of my way to be near you. I'm sorry, but I had to get the ointment first before the doctor would return to his room-"