My belly became full from eating the rest of the soup. I set it down on the table before facing the calm prince sitting a short distance away from me.
I could see his flawless face when I slapped his mask off his face. He stared at me briefly before a small round item was in his hand.
He tells me before throwing it at me. I caught it with my hands. "Put this on your chest; it will heal you quicker."
I frowned and looked down. The bottle was small and dark like a midnight sky. It felt cold in my hands, and I removed the lid with faint curiosity in my eyes.
The smell was strong, waking my nose up, and I dipped the creamy liquid with my fingers and rubbed it on my chest.
I hissed under my breath from the pain. It was cold, but it burned at the same time. The prince smirked at my pain, and I glared at him.
