(Sonny)
When Killian gave me a cold look, "Are you here to help me or not?"
His hand around my wrist sent a chill down my bones, and I nearly wanted to pull back, but Killian was stronger than me, so he didn't release me.
I forced a smile on my face and calmly said, "Yes, don't worry. I'll help you this time."
The man narrowed his blue eyes, trying to decide if I was telling the truth. He released me and turned around, his back turning to me.
The robe was clinging to his back so that I could see some of his visible scars.
I rubbed my sore wrist and shook my head, thinking what a pain in the ass he is.
I told him, "Stay here. I'm going to get something."
I'm going to do something that's not exactly allowed in front of a righteous cultivator, so I need to leave and make sure nobody is around me.
I got up to my feet and looked at Raika, who was lying on the slick rock, "Don't go anywhere."
Raika let out a soft growl, making me smile. Killian watched the interaction between me and the fox, and a furrow appeared in his brow. "How did you meet this fox?"
I turned to him with a raised brow. "I saved him when he was a baby. He was almost killed by some wolves, and he has stayed with me ever since."
Killian frowned and pursed his lips, "Do you understand harboring a demon pet can get you severely punished if you ever get caught?"
His words were tinged with seriousness, and if I didn't know any better, I'd think he was worried about me. But I shook my head, thinking I must be imagining things. "Don't worry, I took care of him for three years, and I never got caught."
Killian sighed and turned away. His face turned back to an icy cold mask.
I walked away and further into the forest, and looked around, making sure I didn't see any presence. When I made sure I was alone, I held my hands together and chanted with my eyes closed.
My hands burst into flames, but I didn't feel any pain, and I kneeled to the ground, not worrying about my robes getting dirty. When I touched the herb, the red flame touched the herb and created something called—Emberleaf.
When I finished creating the healing cream that heals within minutes, but I used the healing process to heal a week later, because I didn't want Killian to be suspicious of me when I shouldn't have any cultivation in the first place.
I lifted the warm cream into my hands and went back to the pond where Killian was staying. He turned around and lifted his head in my direction, "What's that?"
I knelt by his side, and the warm grass touched my robe. I responded lazily, "It's something called Emberleaf, and it will help you heal within a week."
I smeared it within my hands, and with my clean hand, I was about to push Killian's robe down, but he grabbed me in an instant.
Killian sharpened his tone. "Why should I let you put this stuff on me? How do I know it won't harm me?"
I frowned and asked, "Do you want me to cut myself to prove it to you?"
Killian looked deeply into my eyes and took a deep breath, as if trusting me was a difficult task for him. That hurt for a bit, but I wasn't surprised bc in his mind, this was our first meeting.
How can he forget me so easily?
I shook my head to forget the process. I asked. "Are you ready?"
Killian turned away, and his back stiffened. I told him, "Don't be too stiff or you'll hurt yourself."
Killian said in a cold voice, "Don't tell me what to do."
I shrugged. I carefully pushed down his robe, and my hands felt warm and wet from his skin. For some reason, my stomach was tightened with nerves, and I wanted to look back, but I couldn't.
I look at his shoulder, which was filled with white skin and scars. It should disgust me, but for some reason, it didn't.
I gently spread the cream on his shoulder and heard the man hiss silently through his teeth. I said in a gentle voice, "Bear with it."
Killian nodded. "I know."
I spread the cream on his shoulder and his lower back. His back felt smooth and slim in my hands, like I could easily bend it if I wanted to…
I shook my head. What thoughts am I having??
Killian turned toward me like he knew what thoughts were on my mind, which made me nervous. For a brief moment, my mind went blank, and my chest tightened.
Killian asked, "Who taught you the spells for this healing herb?"
My mind shifted with suspicion. Did I accidentally expose something I shouldn't have?
"Why? I learned it from a friend."
Killian narrowed his sharp brow. "It's very advanced. I can sense rich power coming from it, but I sensed no cultivation from you."
I smiled, the lies spilling from my lips with ease. "I was born with no cultivation, so I have to look into different resources to help me survive. There's no meaning behind it."
The man furrowed his brow, which tells me he doesn't believe me. But I said nothing in response.
Killian turned back around, and his long, silver white hair fell on my hands, which felt soft and shiny.
Before I knew it, the words came out of my mouth, "Your hair is beautiful."
Killian shifted, his back nearly tensed. I felt extreme embarrassment flushing through me. Why did I say something stupid? I need to learn when to keep my mouth shut.
Killian responded in a composed voice, but I thought it was fake and forced. "Thanks, my hair was born like this."
"Really. You don't add hair chemicals or anything to it."
I smiled when I realized it. I looked closer at the side of his cheeks, which were a bright red.
I felt relief running through me, knowing I wasn't the only one here being awkward.
Before I knew it, my mouth spoke with confidence. "It reminds me of the waterfall; full of beauty."
Killian pulled away from me, his eyes turning into a sharp glare. If I didn't know any better when I just saw his red cheeks, I would've been intimidated by his glare.