"Someone save me! Help! Help! Oh god!" I could hear her cries, the pain she felt on that day when she lost her life.
"Teach!" Her cry for me woke me up, drenched in sweat.
I looked around and noticed that I was in my room. I looked down and bandages were wrapped around my chest. I could smell some kind of medical herbal paste on me, on my wound like the ones you would've found at a Chinese medicine clinic. The bandages had no blood stains and the herbal paste was still giving off heat which meant someone must've reapplied them on me not that long ago.
I felt aches and pains all over my body but it didn't matter, all of this was worth it, Stella is safe. I tried to remember what happened after I carried Stella back to her room.
It took five minutes before I remembered what happened last night. I found out that helping hands could do some op things like cleaning Stella up and mending the sleep wear she was wearing. By the time I left her room, it looked like as if she was perfectly sleeping here all this time undisturbed, sedated.
I thought even more and tried to remember exactly what happened and then, everything came rushing back to me. I remembered what I did right after I healed her.
I placed my hand to my wound and felt wetness, I looked down the hallway that led to the prince's quarter and saw on the flood were droplets of my blood. At points there were large spots where I had to stop to rest or readjust Stella's carry position. It was a long walk but I made it and I felt great about the outcome that happened tonight but then the feeling slowly drifted away as my mind slowly went blank. I slipped down the wall outside of Stella's room and sat there disoriented. I had no longer felt any pain in my chest as the coldness enwraps me in it's welcoming embrace.
At that moment I wanted nothing more than to sleep but I knew if I did then I was already a dead man. I was at death's door once again, I stared at it as it beckoned me to open it and rest. I didn't however since I was still barely awake but that was all I wished for, a couple of seconds more as I looked up to Stella's door.
A shadow loomed over me but I couldn't see who the person was because my eye lids were half way down. I tilted my head up so the half I was missing became somewhat visible. A silhouette of a woman stood in front of me, I knew it was a woman because I could barely hear her voice and she was talking to a man whom I couldn't see. I didn't remember anything after that or how I ended up back in my room.
I took deep breaths and felt no pain in my lungs or hot sharp fiery CO2 going up my throat. I was breathing normally and not only that but I didn't felt much pain coming from the sword wound either. It's as if the wound had healed and only the aches and pains after a battle had remained. I didn't have any slash wounds or marks since I was wearing amour but the places Marlos had hit me with the sword definitely hurt... a lot. I felt a draft of air brushed against my skin underneath the blanket and when I lifted up the sheet I saw my crotch fully exposed, I was completely naked.
Wait, why am I completely naked? It made sense for my chest to be completely exposed but not underneath as well.
A dark object suddenly slowly slid down over my eyes, I reached up and grabbed it. In my hand was a soft wet white little cloth. On the side of the bed was a little table with a bowel of water probably to rehydrate the towel. A small pitcher of water was also on the table with a small glass sitting right next to it.
My door opened as I was about to lean over to get a glass of water and a lightly brown skinned woman walked in.
"Good morning, my name is Dayana and I am the royal court's healer. I have spent most of the night healing your wound."
The first thought that came to my mind was that she was hot.. like out of my league, could've be a super model; hot.
"Good morning," I replied meekly. "Thank you for what you have done for me."
I felt my blood flow downwards as my little guy slowly popped straight up in a "good morning, world, I'm awake and ready too...," type of way.
"May I come over and check your wound?" She asked as she walked towards me.
Oh no...
"Eh..." was all I could let out as panic sets in.
I tried to hide my boner as she walked towards the bed but I failed. The thin sheet didn't do a thing in hiding my erection but instead emphasized it more.
"Oh. Oh my." Was the only thing she said once she saw the pitched tent. Her eyes were wide for a brief moment but didn't stop walking.
"Would you like me to help you get rid of that? I maybe a virgin and inexperienced but as a healer, I'm willing to help." She said that so straightforwardly and innocently. What surprised me the most was her statement because she looked like she was only a couple of years older than me.
As she got closer I could hear her breathing in heavily and her cheeks were flushed red. She said that she was a virgin but the thing was, I am too. I've never been in a relationship, kissed a girl anywhere on or near the mouth or really hang around girls or people much during my high school years. I had a few friends, close friends that I would still talk to but that's mostly online whilst we played games like league of legends on the computer or mobile legends on our phones. It's ironic that I wanted to be a teacher since I'm so introverted but now that I looked back at it, teaching had really help me get out of my comfort zone.
My students were the main factor in my growth as well, without them, I would've let my self-doubt consume me long ago. I will not deny that I do have the best class a teacher could ever ask for.
Dayana sat on the side of my bed so she could get comfy and be ready to assist my dilemma but as her weight slowly sank into the bed, the thin sheet that was caught under the weight pulled against my erection.
Oh god.
Nope it was too much and my little guy let it all out like a hose underneath the blanket. I could see a wet patch forming on the blanket, it felt like I was waking up from a wet dream but I was already awake and the lady that I had the wet dream about was sitting in front me. I was beyond embarrassed as I had just ejaculated in front of someone who I've only met a few minutes ago.
I felt my penis slowly receding back down, flaccid, as the wet patch grew larger. I had no idea how I was to get out of this situation.
Dayana, who was still sat on my bed, face was bright red as she watched me.
"Let me help you. I know it's embarrassing letting a girl you only just met clean you up but I sincerely would like to help. Your wound may have healed but the pain will still be there and besides you could barely even move."
She watched me as she leaned forward and griped the helm of the sheet and slowly lifted it. A strong scent of my stuff waft into the air, I knew she smelt it but she didn't let it show. I seriously didn't know what's going on anymore, a beautiful girl sat in my room and offered to help me clean up... if this was a dream, I don't think I ever want to wake up.
She started to peeled the sheets back and revealed my nether region. She then turned to her right where the desk was and lifted up a bowl of water from the desk and placed it in her lap. She then bent down sideways to a draw in the desk and took out a fresh clean cloth. She dunk the cloth in the water and then lightly wiped the area. In this situation I felt like a child, getting cleaned up by his mom which was an image I didn't want in my head at this moment.
In a blink of an eye she was done. I was shocked at how fast and efficient she was and how well she took in all of this. Her face was still bright red and her eyes kept wavering from my face to my crotch but she wasn't disgusted or fearful. I guess as a healer, these things should not be something she should be put off by.
In a matter of minutes, I was cleaned and had gotten dressed in new clothes that apparently the prince had brought to my room. She also checked my wound before I buttoned up my shirt. At this moment in time I thought about the last hour we had been through. Dayana had seen and did more things for me than anyone beside mother had ever done... in just one hour, she was on par with my mother.
As I finished dressing up and stared in the mirror, Dayana also stood there at my side but just a little bit behind me. She smiled when she noticed me looking at her from within the mirror. If I was married and my wife and I stood like this in front of the mirror, I would be happy, very happy.
A knock on the door snapped me out of my thought. I sighed as I didn't want to let this feeling and thoughts go but all good this must come to an end. I let the last thought linger a few seconds more before I turned away from the mirror to go greet the person at the door.