**SIDE STORY (Ysabel's backstory)
Ysabel clenched her hands, choking back the squeal that attempted to break free from her lips. The stinging pain was bittersweet.
She had her eyes closed, not wanting to swim in his tantalizing gaze.
Bronn blew on her knee, easing the amount of pain she was suffering with the antiseptic while he dressed her wounds.
Ysabel had one hand gripping Bronn by his bare shoulders. The latter chuckled upon finishing the ritual of cleansing Ysabel's graze.
She tried not to flinch, but it was inevitable.
"You can open your eyes now, pretty damsel."
Ysabel obeyed. She caught Bronn's amused expression.
He kneeled on the floor while she sat on the bed, draped by the bedsheets.
Looking away, Ysabel felt a little guilty.
Her heart hammered, pounding in her ears as embarrassment clouded the guilt.
