Chapter 45 Her weird aura

• The next morning in Ayden's room was Azalea who was sitting on the huge bed, and Ayden who was trying so hard to dress her wound even if she had objected severally. She had to said it to his ears that she would prefer to do it herself and not go to the royal infirmary, which he insisted on helping her to do it at all cost.
• His body cringed at the sight of the huge wound mark that she had on her arm when she opened it, which was as a result of hanging her hand up for too long which tore open the wound more. He was so scared to even look at the wound with pain in her heart for her, that she just smiled at his behavior and took the pieces of cloth from him.
• "Doesn't it hurt?" Ayden asked pitifully, as he watched her apply the herbal ointment on it. He had never had that kind of huge cane mark before.