Telling Ruby The Truth

(From Blue's Perspective)

"Why do I need a wet towel, Ruby?" I asked. 

"To wipe your face, Your Highness. It will feel better," she replied.

"Oh, is that so?"

Dem wiped my face and neck with the towel. He always took care of me to the point that it would be excessive. I did not mind. Who would mind being taken care of by her own husband? But sometimes I worried if it was truly okay. 

"I will go back then," Ruby said as she was done braiding my hair.

"No! Hang out with me more… You have just come," I said, pulling her hand. 

"His Highness is here already…," she mumbled. 

"It's fine. I will go to work now, anyway," Dem said. "She will get bored alone."

"In that case…"

In the end, Ruby stayed. Dem did not stay for too long. He checked if I had a fever or not, then nagged me a bit about taking a rest. After all of that, he left. 

"Your lunch?"