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