"What happened to your hands?!!" Lukel yelled as he pulled her hands close to him.
The Princess was shocked by his outburst which made her eyes widen a little.
"N-Nothing, the wood just grazed a bit-" the Princess tried to squirm out of his tight hold but he didn't budge.
"A bit? Does this look like a bit to you?" Lukel hissed as he looked down at her palms.
There were red marks all over her pale hand, yet to heal as they were fresh just from earlier.
"Why would you try to help when you didn't know how to do it? You only ended up hurting yourself," he gritted.
The Princess frowned. What was wrong with him? Was that anger she saw in his eyes? Why was he so angry about the injuries?
Why would he care if she hurt herself or not?!
"Let's finish this up," he muttered and dropped her hand before he moved to pull the cart again.
