They reached the closest guest room in the mansion, Damaris turned the door knob so Reign would be able to step into the room. Damaris looked back to see Tyson wasn't behind them, where are they?.
Reign placed Damaris on the bed, then walked towards the bathroom to open the door. He turned to make sure the room door was open before going to pick Damaris gently off the bed.
He walked into the bathroom, then placed her on the toilet seat. Beside the toilet was an open first aid box. He picked the cotton wool,then applied the spirit disinfectant to it.
Stretching forward his hand,"may I?". Without hesitation, Damaris showed him her injured elbow.
He gently placed the cotton on her injured, but it didn't stay on it because she flinched back because of the pain. Reign didn't say a word, he just watched her shake her arm. When she was done, she brought her hand back to him, her face was red trying to hold in her tears. The place the cotton again, this time blowing into her wound.
She flinched, but not enough for the cotton to leave her hand. He applied ointment when he was done, the placed a bandage on it.
"Lady Damaris I will need to raise your trouser up to your knee", he said looking down at her ankle. "so I can attend to the wound on your knee".
Damaris was shocked he knew about that, but she didn't really pay attention to her leg. She just thought it hurts because she fell on it.
Her face burnt red to the way he spoke to her calmly, and was attending to her wounds gently.
"Lady Damaris are you alright?", Reign asked.
"Yes...Why did you ask?".
"Because your face is red", he said touching my right cheek and then my forehead.
The warmth of his hand only made her burn redder, I can't believe he touched my cheeks, Damaris screamed in her mind.
"I'm alright i'm just f-eeling h-ot", she stammered.
"We can open windows for air, if you wish",he said getting up from where he squatted.
Damaris held his hand before he would walk further "no! I-t's al-right... I'm o-k".
"Oh okay", he replied going back on his heels. "May I?"
He held the hem of her trouser waiting for her reply, she gave him a nod and he rolled it gently up to her knee
She was actually injured, but not to serious. It was just a scrap.
He dabbed the cotton on her wound blowing into it, when he was done he applied an ointment then a bandage.
"Reign?", Damaris called.
"Yes young miss", he answered, staring into her green eyes. Her heart skipped a bit so many times she felt she might have a heart attack. Lord, he's so handsome.
She gather all her courage, "Why do you always address me so formally?".
Since the first time she met him, he has never addressed her by her name. Either addresses her by 'lady Damaris' or 'young miss'. She thought maybe because she was a princess he felt the need to address her like that.
"no reason", he replied rolling her trouser back down.