He's making such a big deal out of this.
I don't feel any pain at all, just a bit of aching is all, which is perfectly normal?
"What are you talking about Your Majesty?" I moved my head a bit, trying to take a peek but Azriel immediately used his coat to cover it.
"Don't look. You're scared of blood, aren't you?" Azriel lowered his head and raised his unoccupied hand, a orange glow emitting from it.
My feet was surrounded by warmth and the aching was immediately gone.
Huh…?
How did he know that I hate blood…?
"Thank you, Your Majesty…"
"Hmm." He answered in a low hum.
"But when did… I tell you about my hemophobia?"
Azriel's hand suddenly froze and he looked up at me with a mixture of confusion and shock.
"Right… Did you… Ever…" As he muttered, his face contorted into a pained expression. He held his temple, massaging it lightly.
"Your Majesty! Are you alright?!"
'Twit!'
"Pa!"
Azriel waved his hand dismissively. "I'm fine."
