
Chapter.14
Prince Alexander stared intently at the Uncle, he could not believe that Uncle who had been close to him since childhood had slashed a sword at his neck.
"Seriously uncle?" ask him in a cold voice.
"What do you want answers to?" Prince Otis raised next to his eyebrows.
"Cckck, has Uncle been tempted by this cunning woman? Does Uncle not remember when I was framed by Esmera and had to marry her? Now it looks like Uncle who's been trapped by Esmera." Prince Alexander's face was seen ji jik when he looked towards Safire lying down.
"You want to talk about you being trapped by Esmera, Lex? Okay, we'll discuss. But after the Physician treats Princess Esmera, wait outside!" prince Otis was impatient.
Prince Otis pulled his sword from Prince Alex's neck and then sheathed it back. He walked closer to the bed. "What are you waiting for?! Quickly check the Princess' body!"
"Call the maid, Prince." The Physician's proposal.
Quickly Prince Otis called one of the maids, telling him to examine the Princess' body. He himself turned his face to politeness, only to see Prince Alexander constantly staring at the bed. That's fine, the princess is his wife.
"Geez! The Princess' back was badly injured by the lash, there was even torn meat but it was not treated properly!" exclaims waiter.
Prince Otis' cold eyes instantly stared at the angel of death at Prince Alexander, but right now all that mattered to him was Esmera's condition.
"Tabib, treat the wound."
"Well, sorry sassy." The healer shook his head in horror at the severe wounds all over his back. Meat - the flesh of a slashed body so looked terrible, how could anyone survive a huge wound like this?
"These wounds were lashed more than 30 times, the cuts of the flesh overlapping each other. I'm surprised the Princess can still survive, this wound is so deep and too hard for a woman's body. There were even bluish bruises on the shoulders, either on the front of the body," The healer continued to speak explaining the wound while treating Safire's back.
"Alex! You're a cruel and cold bitch! Is the life of such a person worthless in your eyes?! Moreover, Princess Esmera is your wife!"
"You!"
"Arggtth, ummm. "a small groan rang out from Safire's lips.
Prince Otis turned his body around, he approached the bed without seeing Safire's back being treated by the healer.
"Daughter..."
Safire opened both of his eyes, as his face down turned his head sideways. Safire's face was very close to that of Prince Otis.
"Prince, dima. na. i.." his voice was very small.
"In my room inside the Palace, how do you feel? The physician is treating you."
"It hurts so bad, could you please get me a little box on my dress sleeve?"
Prince Otis fingered the pouch on the sleeve of Safire's dress, he found the small box. "Here, is this your medicine box?"
"Yes.press it on my finger. Let the box grow, there's medicine in the blue bag take one for me. It's a painkiller, please..." Safire took pains to speak, the pain from the whip cut on his back was so painful.
Prince Otis continued to follow Safire's wishes, stressing a small box onto Safire's finger and sure enough the instant the box turned big. Prince Otis quickly looked for the blue pouch and took out a single piece of medicine from inside and put it into Safire's mouth.
"Thank you" Safire swallowed.
The medicine box shrank back, "Can you take care of the box for a while, Prince? I want the box to be safe."
Prince Otis glanced at his nephew who was looking at him angrily, he did not care about Prince Alexander's anger at him. He put the medicine box into his shirt to keep it safe, according to Safire's request.