The body of the person hugging him gave the slightest trembles as if too afraid Arthur would notice. However, as he looked at the princess, Arthur would have never expected his leaving would elicit such a reaction.
"Diana?"
"Shut up," she said, a sniff following right after. "Shut up, shut up, shut up," as she kept repeating, she made sure to pound his chest with her face buried in it. Then, she stopped. "You reek of blood."
"I had a few battles," Arthur felt self-conscious all of a sudden. His spiritual energy surrounded his skin, and he made sure to remove all of the blood.
"..." came a pause from the princess. "Did you get hurt?"
"No," he lied, not willing to share the details of the battle. "I came here to train as well. My growth has staggered ever since I..." he didn't finish his sentence, but Dia didn't pursue.
"I see," the princess retreated, and Arthur couldn't see any change from her usual expression except for her red nose.
