Let me heal your wounds

"Are you packing for the trip, princess?" Miss Zoya asked as she walked inside the room and saw Elliana sitting on the ground with a suitcase open in front of her and looking at it thoughtfully.

"I don't know how to do it," Elliana said, and Miss Zoya sighed at the girl's helpless expression.

"Should I help you with that?" Miss Zoya asked, and Elliana hummed.

Miss Zoya looked at the things she placed in the suitcase so far and narrowed her eyes. The clothes that she placed so far were just -

"Princess, you are going to the islands. Why are you packing these full-length clothes? Shouldn't you be packing some shorts or skirts?" Miss Zoya asked.

"I don't want to show anyone my wounds," Elliana's answer was curt, but for some reason, it held such a deep meaning that Miss Zoya paused and looked at the girl.

Rather than taking out clothes from the wardrobe, she sat with the princess