Chapter 392
The lovely and unique touch did not end with that... Because he continued to speak stopping any intent I had of retrieving his hand.
"Concern... I wish for you to forbid it... For no harm will be allowed on you if I am here..." — He said, stroking my eyebrow trying to diminish our stiff frown that, with surprise, tensed slightly and yet loosened its conflict to his actions. Much more as the thumb came back to trace the length of our nose, even touching a bit of our lip before retrieving his hand from our dazed expression. — "... On the other side...-!... O-on the other side, it will be any who dares to harm you who ought to feel this frightened, my lady."
’... ah... R-right...’ — Staring down at him who crouched to talk to me, thanks to the unpredictable touch he had given us, even my current gasps felt fine to deal with as I felt bashful.
Observing the hand of his that covered the one of mine that still was grasping his manly palm.... wanting to still have it in my other hand, I moved to hold them all together. Probably still lightly frowning while closing my eyes, trying to focus... but less chaotic in my thoughts and more under control than a moment ago.
’I’m... I’m really really sorry... I-I don’t k-know what to do with myself, kinky...’ — I said heartfully, opening my eyes to look at him... Who was attentively waiting for our gazes to meet to smile softly and fondly at us... Producing in me the need to say the thanks he deserved as the bare minimum... without voice but with mere modulation that wouldn’t be finished because my mouth had more trouble this time moving.
— ..th...— Was all I managed to try telling. Because as I paused to amass the force, the treatment Talmhach was preparing was ready.
"Alright. Your Highness, Precious Ninth, do let me give aid now." — Serious, the man came near with a pair of what I would call ointments... which I could only glance at from the side of my eye because my blood froze to said aid he mentioned.
"Do give it... Yet I am to stay and watch the treatment." — Standing the Crown prince said severe to the doctor, letting me keep hold of one of his hands even as he talked to the man.
"Well... If there is no opposition from the Ninth none will come from me." — Polite, Talmhach announced with a bow, coming near as it was obvious I wasn’t going to release kinky’s hand, asking permission to take a look at my leg first. — "Do permit me to take a look at the wound first as I see His Highness has achieved your relaxation."
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