Chapter 12

*Bhairavi Pov*

“No!” I mumbled backing away, whereas he paid no attention to my word and continued to remove his tunic.

I was told that it will take them a few more days to return, but here he is standing before me and ordered me the moment he stepped inside the hut.

“Why did you not intimated me about your travelling?” I questioned him with a frown.

“I know that you would have found a way to escape from here if I told you about a vessel moving from this land.” He replied, throwing the tunic away and then I saw few sword cuts on his chest.

“You can apply this by yourself.” I uttered moving the bowl near him, which he placed in my hand when I stood in shock hearing his words.

He took the small jar with water in the hut and poured it on the cloth he took from his clothes not moving an inch. After getting it wet, he pushed it into my other hand like the paste.

“I want my slave to do it and she will.” He retorted before sitting on the stool before me.

I wish I had something else in my ha