Zachary made his way into his room angrily as he pushed the door with force, causing it to squeal at the hinges. He could not just understand the unfairness that had happened to Azalea, and that he couldn't even do anything about. Telling Ayden who was probably still oblivious about what was going on, was something he didn't think he could even do. Just as the door was about to swing close, it was held half way by someone's body who wanted to enter inside the room too. Zachary who would have expected to hear the sound of a shutting door, perceived the scent of someone familiar as he turned to the back. It was someone who he could not have even imagined, to see in his room at all."Hey Zachary," Edla said softly, as she strutted in without invitation and took her seat by her brother's bed.The bed was so comfortable and a beautiful design print on the bed cover, as well as his room which was painted to good delight. She rarely visited his room so she didn't even know that, he always

Azalea and Ayden sat outside the royal infirmary in the cool outdoor breeze, watching the fireflies perch from plant to the plant and lighting up the surroundings beautifully. The scenery of the flies in display was a really nice one to gaze at, even with the absence of the stars or moon that were meant to give light to the dark cloud. Ayden who continued to pass side glances at his maid, whose eyes was focused on the herb garden and flies, bothered that the mild breeze that carried along with it cold, could make her condition worsen. He slipped her left hand in his right hand gently, feeling it constantly like he would be able to tell, if she felt cold in her body by the temperature of her hand."Are you sure that you are fit enough to sit here with me?" He finally voiced out, turning to look at her through the right side view of her still pale face. He really worried so much that as persistent as she claimed fine, she could be in pains."Of course master. I am fine. There are so ma

The next morning in Ayden's room was Azalea who was sitting on the huge bed, and Ayden who was trying so hard to dress her wound even if she had objected severally. She had to said it to his ears that she would prefer to do it herself and not go to the royal infirmary, which he insisted on helping her to do it at all cost. His body cringed at the sight of the huge wound mark that she had on her arm when she opened it, which was as a result of hanging her hand up for too long which tore open the wound more. He was so scared to even look at the wound with pain in her heart for her, that she just smiled at his behavior and took the pieces of cloth from him."Doesn't it hurt?" Ayden asked pitifully, as he watched her apply the herbal ointment on it. He had never had that kind of huge cane mark before."I am okay. I just need to go out of the city to get some herbs," she replied to him. She had not gotten the chance to be able to go and see Maude, as she had been too caught up with the af

The walk was a silent and moody one, with a maid who walked fast ahead of her master who was sauntering behind. The middle of his forehead was knitted to a frown, with his eyes looking downwards that was barely facing the direction he was going. Rather than being pissed off with her or what she has said, he was really bothered that she could be terribly mad at him. Azalea's brutal words to his ears had stung truthfully in his heart, that as much as he hated to admit its validity, it wasn't as great as hearing the words directly from her.She had wanted to treat his wound which wasn't such a big deal for her, as she just looked around for a substitute herb to use I stead. The young prince was still scared to his stillness of his entire body, which she had decided to act ignorant about and just grind the herbs she wanted to use. The instant that she had put some of the herbs on the surface of his wound, he shrieked like something bad had hit him as he struggled to pull his arm away f

Azalea had quickly prepared Ayden for the day from preparing his bath water as soon as possible, which he had reluctantly stood up from the bed to take a warm bath with. Just as he was done applying some soothing oil around his body, Azalea had come behind him to bring his robe from where she had hung it. Even if he had exuded a lackadaisical and languid attitude, she struggled the way of his cloth around his arms to fit his body properly regardless of her small frame. She moved swiftly to his front to adjust every accessories and rumples on his cloth, as he watched her serious face from the elevated height of his eyes downward. It really looked like she was totally in for business. "Do I really have to go today? I mean we have not informed Hendrix about it, and those inflexible guards would certainly not let us into their house," Ayden tried to wriggle his way out of the situation. He definitely was not so ready that soon."I have sent a servant by master Zachary's name. She shoul