Mehwa stared furiously at the wound Gyx had carved into Max's face. She wiped Max's blood away with her hand, ignoring the stunned stares of the villagers who were watching them.
“ She's so insolent!” Anger still burned inside her.
Max stood still, not moving at all as Mehwa's smooth fingers caressed his skin.
It wasn't that he hated her touch, but he tried to avoid it because the stares of the people around him made him feel extremely uncomfortable. He felt like he could die from the embarrassment.
Max grabbed her hand and smiled awkwardly, hoping Mehwa would understand his desire to leave immediately.
Mehwa looked at him for a moment, and when she understood his intention, she turned to her servants. “Let's go back now,” she said to them.
Then, without hesitation, she pulled Max's
