Lucien’s Pov
I took Diana into the bedroom and sat her on the bed, looking at her hand.
"I don't know why you're fussing so much, it's just a slight burn," she muttered, I glared at her and her lips jammed together hissing slightly.
I pulled out the first aid box and cleaned the hand then rubbed on the ointment, she pulled her hand away when I brought out the bandage
"That's enough," I took the box, locked it up, and put it in the drawer, leaning into the counter and staring in silence, I should say something but I wasn't sure what to say or if I should say anything at all.
" Are you mad at me?" she asked I froze bewildered
"What gave you that idea?”
“You've been sulking–"
" I'm not sulking," I queried she shrugged
"Fine then, sulking brooding whatever it is you have been doing,"
