Aerith took out the first aid kit box that she always kept on the carriage.
She poured antiseptic on cotton and tapped it on the wounds on Anwen’s face and neck gently.
Anwen hissed slightly when it hurt. Her face felt scalding. The pain from those girls’ scratches stung to her skin.
After Aerith applied the antiseptic, the pain had subsided, but her face became sore.
Aerith also applied a medicine on the wounds to avoid inflammation. When it was applied, Anwen’s appearance became ugly. It would be a serious problem for girls who considered beauty and appearance as important things.
“Princess should go back to the palace and rest,” Aerith said after she finished treating Anwen’s wound.
“It’s just minor wounds. An injury like this isn’t something to worry about.”
Aerith smiled at hearing Anwen’s answer. She then took a mirror, which she always carried with her on the carriage.
