*Bhairavi Pov*

"No!" I mumbled backing away, whereas he paid no attention to my word and continued to remove his tunic.

I was told that it will take them a few more days to return, but here he is standing before me and ordered me the moment he stepped inside the hut.

"Why did you not intimated me about your travelling?" I questioned him with a frown.

"I know that you would have found a way to escape from here if I told you about a vessel moving from this land." He replied, throwing the tunic away and then I saw few sword cuts on his chest.

"You can apply this by yourself." I uttered moving the bowl near him, which he placed in my hand when I stood in shock hearing his words.

He took the small jar with water in the hut and poured it on the cloth he took from his clothes not moving an inch. After getting it wet, he pushed it into my other hand like the paste.

"I want my slave to do it and she will." He retorted before sitting on the stool before me.

I wish I had something else in my hand to hurt his wounds with for calling me with that name. However, I controlled my rage and slowly knelt before him to get over with the work.

Spreading the wet cloth he passed, I placed it on each wound to remove the dust and sand. Then I took a little paste before brushing it slowly over one wound blowing the air on the wound as I know it is a very powerful one burning the place where it is applied.

In the absence of any sound from him, I glanced up to see his face near to mine due to our position and he is staring at me. I do not know what to do so I moved my stare away from his eyes to his wounds and continued to apply the paste.

"It is finished!" I whispered before backing away and raised on to my legs.

"There are lots on my back." He uttered and I hovered over him to glance at his back to only gasp with the number of wounds I can see.

"Did you give your back to the enemies to play or what?" I questioned him before walking around to stand behind him.

"I missed your humor." He mumbled after he gave a small laugh.

"I am not humorous." I mumbled back, pressing the cloth on the wounds.

"You do not know what main words to take when someone says something to you, right?" he questioned, glancing back and all I did is frowning at his words.

"Let me finish this duty." I replied, moving his head away and slowly started to apply the tunic continuing to blow the air while doing it.

When I did it on his neck, he suddenly became stiff. I thought he must be feeling pain in there so I continued to do it and he suddenly turned his head making his face within an inch from mine.

"What?" I asked him shakingly.

"Don't blow!" he whispered before moving his stare to my lips.

"Ok! I thought you must be feeling pain so I am blowing to get you not feel the complete pain." I explained.

"I am not feeling any pain." He retorted.

"Did you cry when you got all these or will you do it without any audience to see it?" I questioned him moving near another wound.

"Warriors never cry!" he replied and I snorted in an unladylike but kept silent.

"Over!" I said, standing up and looked around him to see if I miss anywhere.

Then I saw a few marks on his face, making me fall into thinking whether I should apply this there or not.

"Apply!" he mumbled, staring at my face and I nodded before again kneeling infront of him.

I held his face with one hand to not let it move making the paste go to his eyes or even mouth and then started applying the little parts slowly.

"You are not blowing." He complained when I started.

"You requested me not to." I pointed out.

"Now I want you to do it." He mumbled and I frowned before following his request.

When I began to apply along with soothing it with the air a little, he slowly placed his hand on my hips. I stilled in my stance not knowing what to do and stared at his eyes.

"Continue!" he whispered and I gave a shaky nod before doing as he said.

I suddenly felt like there is no air around us making me breath a little heavily along with him and I wet my lips with my tongue before continuing.

"That's all!" I whispered, but stayed like that with my face angled towards his and with his hands on my hips.

"You make a good slave." His words broke my thoughts and stance, making me move away from him in a second.

I turned away and started taking deep breaths to get back air, which left from me when we were near. After a few seconds, I turned around to see him standing up slowly.

Before he could take a step near to me, we both heard a small knock on the door and I am sure it must be Colton as I taught him to knock before entering inside.

"You may enter." I uttered, and he was smiling at us.

"Are you fine now? I thought of helping you in applying it like everytime." He asked Alastair and I glared at the man who made me do all this even when he have someone else to do.

"She did it for me." Alastair said, glancing at Colton.

"So you will not need me for anything until you recover from these wounds then. As you have someone to care for you." Colton uttered teasing us.

"Colton!" we both uttered threateningly.

"Anyway, his highness asked me to inform you that you can rest for a few days as everyone told him about your wounds. And it is dinner time, so shall I bring the food here?" He questioned.

"Yes!" Alastair replied before I can say anything and Colton left.

Without a word I left the hut and walked near the water to wash my hands appropriately. When I returned I saw Jacey entering the hut along with Colton. Now there is going to be some missed drama inside the hut.

"Oh my lord! You are hurt, Alastair. Shall I feed you?" She questioned him and I frowned because I thought his palms are in good shape.

"You shouldn't do all those things for another man, Jacey. Otherwise, your future husband will think bad about your character. So, leave this place and try to come here as less as possible. You need to think about your parents respect too." Alastair uttered in a cold tone making all of us shock, but Jacey composed herself and left the hut but not before giving me a hard glare.

"Well, I will take my leave for now. You both have a good sleep." Colton said, leaving the hut and I smiled at him nodding.

Alastair is already sitting on his cot so I sat on my mine before took a piece of bread beginning my dinner but stopped hearing his throat clearing.

"What is it?" I questioned him frowning.

"Feed me!" He replied in an order.

"Your hands are fine, right?" I questioned him, but he shook his head showing them making me see the bruises on them.

"Did you leave your sword alone at all all these days?" I questioned him in a surprise as he didn't have a scratch on him when he took over Palmer.

"And what will my future husband say if I am doing all these things to you?" I added, remembering his words to Jacey.

"Just do it!" he uttered in a hard tone making me want to say something to show that I am in no way to be ordered by a mere warrior but I kept my silence.

"Here!" I mumbled placing a bite near his lips and slowly took it nipping my fingers making me pull it away in a second.

He even bit me in the middle, but I finished the work soon before having my food and left the hut to put the dishes away.

After returning inside the hut, I put off the lamp after locking the door and laid on my cot taking the blanket from the place where I put my clothes.

"You can come here now than in the middle of night." He uttered still sitting on the bed.

"I will not feel cool today as I have a blanket with me. You need not worry about little space on the cot anymore." I uttered before covering myself with the blanket.

After that I didn't hear any word from him making me drift off into sleep, but I got up when I felt him squeezing into my blanket making me sit up.

"What are you doing?" I questioned him frowning.

"I am getting the after effects of the paste and feeling cold." He replied and I placed my hand on his body feeling the cold in true sense.

"Ok! I thought warriors do not feel cold too like tears." I mumbled lying back but felt him more pressing into me than before.

Then I realized that the cot we are lying on is very small compared to the other one. I slowly tapped his shoulder, but he is already sleeping.

I sighed and moved my hands to place them on his but felt wounds wherever I placed my hands. But I cannot place them aside of me as I will feel the pain within seconds of the discomfort.

So, I slowly placed them on his hair and he moved in his sleep, making his breath hit my neck. Because of which I tightened my hold on his hair but left them a little when I realized what I am doing.

For some time I tried to stop the rise in the beating of my heart and slowly drifted off into sleep when I succeeded.

*Alastair Pov*

For the past two days she has been doing each work for me. I decided to take two days rest from the training to let the wounds settle but even made Bhairavi to not leave the hut except for bath or to wash her hands.

She didn't complain when I continued to ask her to reapply the paste and even did it in a good way. Everytime I hold her she got used to it not getting stiff each time.

I bit her finger again and she again glared at me, but continued to feed me making me chuckle. If she was not here, then I would have eaten my food with my wounded hands.

My parents have more important work in their hands when I was a child than in taking care of me so only my King and Queen took a little care of me, but I didn't take their much help feeling discomfort when someone else is taking care of me.

However, now I am feeling ecstatic while getting someone to take little care of me making me smile at her, but she is ignorant of the thoughts I have and doing these for my orders even though I was not ordering her these two days.

"I shouldn't have shouted at you that day." I slowly got the words out making her pause.

"You need to be more specific. You shout at me everyday." She pointed out and I chuckled.

"You didn't know about my parents so you threw those questions at me. I know I was wrong, but my ego stopped me from accepting it." I uttered staring at her.

"Why now? Why are you apologizing for that now?" She questioned staring back.

"I do not know. I just felt to get the words out and I did." I replied and she slowly nodded.

"I will forgive you if you do not call me again as Slave." She put a deal before me.

"I didn't apologize to you at all." I pointed out.

"Ok!" she said with a shrug and continued to feed me.

"That's all you have to say?" I questioned her with a frown.

"What is there to say at all? You are not apologizing to me and you do not want me to forgive you. So, I will forget that you even said these words to me." She replied before standing up when she finished the dishes.

She didn't utter a single word after that like the day I shouted at her making me frown at her for every second. Even while applying the paste again, she did it in silence.

When we shared my cot that night, she showed her back making me sigh. I slowly turned her towards me with force against her wish.

"Ok! I apologize for the shout. Now will you forgive me?" I asked her.

"Do not use the word Slave again and I will." She again put the deal.

"Fine! I will not use the word for you never again." I accepted in the end.

"I know you are a good child. Now go to sleep." She uttered closing her eyes making me chuckle holding her to me and covered us properly with the blanket.

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