Caring for Him

Samira ignored his question. She walked away towards the wooden bathtub in the corner. 

He didn't know what she was doing as he could hardly keep his eyes open. The man gave up trying and closed his eyes.

Though his body was at its weakest, his instinct and mind was on full alert. This was his real power. 

While his body slept, his mind stayed away. He didn't know how much time had gone by when he felt the familiar warmth on his face. 

Samira has stopped crying. In the place of the initial helessness she had spotted, there was only determination.

She moved her lips towards his ears and whispered. " Lahan, wake up please. Let me take care of you!"

His entire body reacted to the sound of his real name on her lips. As though by magic, his initially hidden wounds became transparent. 

Since he still had his camouflage on, the natural stardust on his body was dimmed. Thus what the hybrid princess saw was a normal man's body.