Odette walked to a chair and sat there. She was physically and mentally tired.
“Odette.” Rion really wanted to hug her, but every time he moved, the girl would immediately glare at him. At this rate, he felt like he was going to cry.
“Wait until Amy and Marta come,” Odette said.
“What? Why?”
“You must be sterilized first. Only then you can approach me.”
“What do you mean?” Rion furrowed his brows in confusion.
“You must take a bath and scrub your body, face, and lips thirty times.”
“I’ll do it now.”
“No, wait for Amy and Marta first. They’ll help you.”
“I can take a bath myself.”
Odette glanced at Rion’s hand, which was still bandaged. “Just wait for them.”
Rion snorted and then sighed harshly. He wanted to protest, but Amy and Marta had already come.
“We greet Her Highness the Queen.”
“Thank you for coming.” Odette smiled kindly, then asked Marta and Amy to help Rion take a bath and clean up.
“Odette, I can do it myself.”
