Chapter 7 - I Don’t Care If He’s A Monster (2) (1/2)

“Ha, ha.”

Elena heaved in deep breaths of exhaustion. This wouldn’t have had a great of a toll on her in her previous life, but she wasn’t in peak condition anymore. When they managed to get to safety, Elena took stock of Carlisle’s condition. His face was very pale. She didn’t know how he managed to hang on this long in his wounded state.

“Your Highness, come down. Let’s look at the wound.”

Elena got off her horse and extended her arm, Carlisle looked at her as if she was being patronizing by helping him get off a horse like a child. However, contrary to his piercing expression, Carlisle quietly accepted her hand. He got off the horse then leaned against a tree, pulling open his ragged clothes. His right arm, which was covered in hard, lizard-like scales when she first saw him, was back to normal.

“Ah…”

It was as if the scales were never there, but Elena was not so naive as to mistake what had happened. Carlisle immediately understood what her brief pause meant.

“You’re wondering why this arm is now normal?”

There was some bitterness in his voice. Of course she wondered why, but she knew that treating Carlisle was more important at the moment.

“I’ll treat you first.”

Fortunately, Elena had carried medicine with her in case of emergencies. It was a pity that she had not brought much because it had to fit inside her armor.

“This will sting a little, Your Highness.”

Carlisle’s blue eyes gazed cautiously at Elena as she calmly took out the medicine. However, Elena looked at Carlisle’s large and small wounds with confusion. There were more than just a few wounds here and there. His body bore signs of deep scars, old scars. Carlisle didn’t even make a sound as she touched his painful looking wounds. This situation must be very familiar to him.

‘…Fortunately, the crown prince’s achievements were not exaggerations.’

Come to think of it, this was the first time she had seen the crown prince. One of the terrible rumors had said he was a large, hairy, and ugly man.  She didn’t realize he would actually be this handsome…

As she worked she noticed his tight, hard muscles peeking through the torn edges of his clothes. He looked rather like an ideal man. In fact, his tall, handsome appearance was more akin a man who partied wild in the city than one who lived on the battlefield.