Alora's tears were not merely because of the wound, but her failure to protect Magnus when she could have easily. She could have turned to look at the vampire and burned him with her fiery gaze, but her body reacted the other way.
Magnus turned to her, cupping her face gently. He wiped away her tears and lifted her face. "It happens sometimes. You were scared at that moment. I know. But you were brave enough to push the vampire away to come to me."
He held her like that for a few seconds, comforting her. "Let me dress your wound," she offered.
"Sure," Magnus affirmed.
"Did my blood even heal Prince Magnus?" Alora asked as she picked up the cotton fabric and dipped it into the water.
