âYouâre really beautiful⌠â
âI think I said it wasnât enough to hear from you.â
Siegfried said as if it were absurd. Abbysion smirked and got up from his seat.
âThen Iâll go out first. I need to heighten the security of the mansion a little more.â
Abbysion walked out of the parlor. I noticed a thin scratch on the back of Siegfriedâs neck revealed through his shirt, as I was staring at him in a distance.
âYour Majesty the Prince, you are not going through it safely.â
âThen whatâs that on your neck?â
As I grabbed the shirt and tried to look closely at the wound, Siegfried quickly jerk his upper body back.
âWhat, what are you doing?â
âNo, I think you were hurt.â
âDonât come close to me so suddenly.â
Anyway, Siegfried was too tough to get rid of. He must have been a hedgehog in his previous life.
Then, donât go around with scars visible to my eyes like this. You are bothering me for nothing.
âYour Majesty, would you like to go to my room? I have a first aid kit.â
âGeez, are you telling me to do the shameful thing of going into and out of the bedroom of a woman who is not my wife?â
Why do you say that? I just wanted to treat you.
Besides, a wife. How old are you and youâre already conscious of that?
âWhy is that shameful? Oh, forget what I just said. If Your Majesty thinks so.â
Siegfried glanced at my hand, lost in thoughts.
âSo far, itâs not itchy. Donât bother about it.â
Whether it was a non-itchy wound or not, it was only possible to know with my own eyes.
I reached for Siegfriedâs nape.
Then Siegfried grabbed my fingertips. Unlike the impression of being cold, his hands felt a little warm.
A hand with a lot of rough, calluses and many scars.
It didnât match his age at all, so I felt sorry for some reason.
I gently brushed Siegfriedâs hand. Then Siegfried flung my hand.
âYouâŚ! What are you doing now?â
âYes? Oh, I also did it unknowingly.â
I quickly held my hand back. It was an action that flowed unconsciously that I didnât even realize.
I lowered my head to avoid his fierce eyes, and looked up again at his words.
Siegfriedâs face was so red as if he was about to burst at any moment.
âOtherwise, hands of other man⌠! At will⌠!â
His reaction was no joke slightly rubbing his hands.
Siegfried closed his mouth as if he was really shocked. I was a little dumbfounded to see that.
âNo, Your Majesty. But you have to say it right away. Your Majesty took my hand first.â
âI, I was just trying to stop youâŚ.!â
If I said anything more, Iâm afraid he would run out crying.
I decided to raise my hands and admit my mistake.
âItâs my mistake, Your Majesty. From next time, I will definitely ask for permission first before holding your hand.â
ââŚThat means youâre going to touch me again.â
I wasnât saying that in that sense. Anyway, I know very well that Siegfried is extremely wary of me.
âNot that. I wanted to say that it would be best if your wounds are healed. Do you want me to call a doctor?â
âForget it. I wonât die with this much.â
âWhat if it is poisonedâŚâ
âThen, I must have been dead and buried a long time ago. Will I be sitting with you like this?â
Ey, I tried to scare you, but it doesnât work at all. Is there any way to heal that wound before it leaves a scar?
It was not easy to hide my ugly feelings.
Siegfried glances at me and sighs annoyingly.
âHow many times do I have to say that itâs okay before you understand? It will heal it self even if left alone.â
âThen how about doing this? Iâll come down to the parlor with a first aid kit. Your Majesty doesnât have to come into my room, and I can heal you too.â
âYou are not listening to me.â
â⌠You heard my answer.â
âYou want to bring it down right now?â
After repeating the same words over and over again, Siegfried finally declared surrender.
Iâm glad I kept asking. I was proud and laughed.
âThen, please wait a moment.â
âIf you donât wait, youâll come to my room.â
How did you know. It hasnât been a while since we met, but you know me well. Was my knocking on your door last night impressive?
Siegfried heafhaeratedky listened to my words.
I looked at him, laughed a little more, then went up to the room and packed a first aid kit.
Back down to the parlor, Siegfried was looking down at my hand.
To be precise, the handkerchief tied in it.
Siegfried hurriedly pulled down his arms. I approached him and sat down.
âIâve got disinfectant and ointment. Itâs the part where the collar touches, so the bandage, too. Oh, of course I washed my hands clean.â
â⌠Youâll treat me?â
Siegfried didnât even think about it. He didnât ask questions that meant nothing anymore.
Instead, he gave me a warning.
âItâs strange, donât touch me again.â
âIt was strange before, but I didnât touch it. Was it my hands?â
âItâs strange enough.â
It was difficult to grasp the standard of Siegfriedâs strangeness.
I held the box and my eyes sparkled. Siegfried looked reluctant, but he began to untie his shirt as if he canât do anything.
There was a red spot on his pure white skin. It seemed like the poison had not been completely drained yet.
(T/N: I had a hard time translating this one. It means that the poison on his wound had not subsided yet or there is still poison. Hope you get what I mean hehe~) p
When a couple of buttons were released, a long nape like a deer was revealed.
Blood scabs are hardened on the wound that has been scratched horizontally.
Siegfried opened his mouth as I was looking at the wound. His line of sight was resting at me full of caution.
âItâs strange, donât touch it.â
âYou already said that.â
What do you see people as?
I muttered, putting disinfectant water and wiping dry blood on his wound.
He said he was fine, but every time my hand applying ointment to the wound touched him, Siegfriedâs shoulders flinched and harden.
Look at it. Iâm glad that you let me treat your wound despite being stubborn.
I cut off the bandage and retreated from him.
Siegfried had been holding his breath all the time, so as soon as I stepped away from him, he breathed out.
Youâre incredibly nervous. You really donât like me, right?
âItâs all done. I hope you get well soon.â
âYeah? What did you say? Thank you? Ey, itâs okay. With something like this.â
I said as I shook and dusted my hands. Siegfried looked at me as if I am talking nonsense and opened his mouth to speak.
â⌠Yeah, thank you.â
â⌠Oh, I didnât know you would really say thank you.â
It made me feel better when I received a thank you from a pretty boy like him.
I didnât even stop the corners of my mouth rising.
Siegfried stares at me and feeling the bandage on the back of his neck. He twisted his lips and looked at me with an awkward smile.
âYou laugh like someone who has forgotten how to laugh. You laughed so well before.â
Siegfried paused and touched his lips.
I said, imitating his expression.
It was when I made eye contact with him looking at my awkwardly curled lips.
âIs it all over now? You can go out now.â
Youâre telling me to go out when this is our house.
I opened my mouth blankly as I was putting the medicine back to the medicine box taken aback by what he said.
Siegfried turned his head away. His red ears was exposed through his short, dark hair.