"B-bleeding?" My hand went to the spot that now felt wet even over the shoulder. Pulling back, I stared at my bloody fingers.
"Oh, oh dear," wiping my fingers on my dress, I said to my sister who was horrified.
"Why are you bleeding from there?!"
I was marked? Should I tell her that? She had no idea what any of it was, and I just could not throw another mystery at her before explaining the previous ones that happened.
"I.. well," I stood up and made her sit down before continuing, "I got cut when I was taking a bath. They scrubbed my body a little harshly than needed."
"Yet, you are still bleeding?"
"Yes. I did not anticipate the card to be disturbed. Why don't you wait for a moment and I get it bandaged?"
Catherine took a step forward. " allow me to come with you. I will have a stern talking with the maid—"
