Tender Care

“I should just go back to wearing my maid uniform…” I muttered my thoughts to myself.

“You’re not a maid anymore so you can’t do that,” the prince cut in quite sternly.

I bit on my lower lip before another thought of mine would materialize into words again. His hands were still on my foot and my ankle and just his touch made my body tremble. My heart started racing although all he was doing was touching my foot.

“Thank you for helping me. I think it will be fine now…” I quickly said.

“What do you mean by fine? You’re bleeding…” the prince replied as he narrowed his eyes at me.

“I…” I began saying but had to hold my words when the prince quickly stood up.

“Just sit still…” he ordered firmly.

I watched from the sofa as he made his way to a telephone that was in the room as I wondered who he was going to call this late at night.

“Excuse me. Is there a first-aid box in the room or can you bring me one?” the prince spoke to whoever was on the other end of the line.

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