When she opened her eyes, she was completely fine; of course, the herb had done its job. She could still feel its bitterness on her tongue. She was about to get up when the Lord insisted on lying down.
"Lie down" His voice was strangely pointed.
"But I have to go," she said, facing him.
"Why?" He held her tighter.
"I've come to the washroom." She raised her hand and Lord Reesan let her go. After washing her face and changing her clothes, she went out.
"Should I go to Taresa?" She knew that she would be so angry.
"No" was the one word answer, the movement of his fingers puzzling Mia.
"But I have to prepare for you. I have to do something for this." Well, what can she do alone in this room?
"Good" he got closer to her.
"Yes". She was not afraid of him, but his bold eyes forced her
