It was not only Alarick that was surprised by what the king said, but also Yara. She didn't know how to react or reject it.
However, it sounded too intimate for her liking to let the king help her put on ointment for her wounds. After all, she couldn't just let him see some parts of her body.
"It's all right My King, I can do it myself," she said carefully.
She didn't want to offend the king, no matter how much he valued her, but the king was still the king.
"I will do it for you," Dageus repeated his words and didn't leave any room for negotiation.
"But..." Yara wanted to refuse, yet she couldn't say anything when she couldn't even dare to see the king right in his eyes.
"Your hand," the king said in a soft voice. Something that those royal guards would never think that he was capable of.
