Chapter 120: Crushed her confidence
Alora’s tears were not merely because of the wound, but her failure to protect Magnus when she could have easily. She could have turned to look at the vampire and burned him with her fiery gaze, but her body reacted the other way.
Magnus turned to her, cupping her face gently. He wiped away her tears and lifted her face. "It happens sometimes. You were scared at that moment. I know. But you were brave enough to push the vampire away to come to me."
He held her like that for a few seconds, comforting her. "Let me dress your wound," she offered.
"Sure," Magnus affirmed.
"Did my blood even heal Prince Magnus?" Alora asked as she picked up the cotton fabric and dipped it into the water.
"It gave me strength to come here in my conscious state," Magnus stated as he sipped the blood from the vessel. She wrung the cloth well and gently wiped the wound on his back. Magnus tightly clutched the vessel, but he didn’t let even a hiss out because of the burning pain he felt at that moment.
Once cleaned, Alora wrapped a bandage around it, securing its knot at the front of his torso. Alora wondered if the wardrobe carried any robe for him to wear when Magnus directed her to check the left one.
Alora hummed and opened the left cupboard. Beautiful robes were hanging on one side. She took out one and turned to Magnus. "I thought your clothes won’t be here," she asserted.
"Mother was already informed about our arrival. So, she must have asked the servants to stock the cupboard," Magnus answered her. He extended his arms out and slipped them into the robe’s sleeves.