in a room, with a witch - III
"You don't have to do this," he reminded her again. "My skin would be fully healed by tomorrow morning or evening at most."
Adeline shook her head not caring if he could not see her doing this because she was standing behind his back. She huffed lightly.
It still did not sit well with her that he had to burn his skin to get the mark.
"You should have rebelled against burning your skin," she argued softly, "this is gruesome and not to mention brutal."
This was more than a third-degree burn. If Adeline looked closely, she could see the bones but she refused to, which was probably the reason why she had her eyes opened only a little and averted them now and then.
It was the worst that she had ever seen and it hurt to watch.
"You are stressing yourself out on nothing," she heard him say. "My immunity will fight it no matter what and what will remain behind is a mark."