Elena’s POV
I felt small movements around me while still half asleep, but why was an intoxicating scent engulfing my nostrils? I’d give my best bet that it was Prince Deacon, who was already crouching beside me.
“Here’s the kit, Prince Deacon.”
“Okay, I got it. Thank you.”
Not even a minute later, I felt a stinging sensation from the small cut on my face.
Fully awakening, I opened my eyes with a small groan and immediately sat up properly upon meeting Prince Deacon’s intense eyes.
“I… I’ll do it myself, Prince Deacon,” I stuttered as I raised my hand and was ready to grab the cotton applicator with disinfectant, but he moved with agility and dodged my hands.
He shook his head and sternly ordered, “You’re exhausted. Just stay still.”
“Not exhausted enough,” I reasoned, making his ha
