"Then, how? I don't want to have this stain on my cleavage." Lia protested, trying to pull back her hand that was stuck on the bathroom wall. But she failed.
"Let it be. I don't mind it anyway."
"I have a problem with this. I don't want to have this stain, just like having this silver hair."
"Don't start again!" snapped Prince Aerus almost losing his temper. Even though this morning they should have gotten along, should have shared their love. But it was a big fight.
Prince Aerus pulled Lia's body, even though the girl screamed and struggled. Then Prince Aerus sat Lia on a chair that appeared suddenly in the bathroom. Holding Lia's arm, Prince Aerus looked for the medicine on the bathroom wall.
There is an ointment that is quite useful. At least with the ointment, Lia would not feel sore in her wound, and would not get marks on her skin.
