“ Why did you walk away so suddenly, master?” Arthur asked as he carefully wrapped sterile gauze around Lucian's shoulder. It was a small cut, but the bullet had grazed his left joint, dangerously close to the injury on his chest.
“I didn't want them to see me in pain." Lucian replied softly, his voice carrying a trace of deep exhaustion. "You know my condition best. Too much cold air would have made me collapse right there in front of everyone."
Lucian suffered from severe hypothermia. He couldn't remain outside on a windy day for long without risking a fatal drop of body temperature. Even if he wants to, he usually dresses thickly.
As a child, he had almost died after catching a severe cold, and could only survive through immediatel medical intervention. Arthur who had served with
