Page 139 of The White King's Favorite

“Are you hurt?”

“N-no...”

There wasn’t even a cut or a drop of blood, and she felt a bit embarrassed. She had been surprised by the sudden sharp pain, but she hadn’t meant to cry out like that... She looked around, hoping no one else had noticed, but they were too busy. She glanced at the injury again.

“...Are you sure you’re fine?” Ashen insisted, taking her hand to glance at it.

“Yeah, I... I th-thought I saw something. I must have b-been wrong. I’m fine, I p-promise. Let’s k-keep helping.”

“Alright.”

Ashen briefly kissed her, ignoring all the stares aimed toward them, and rushed to help raise the next pillar. Meanwhile, Cessilia glanced at her hand again. For a second, she would have sworn she had seen something there...

“Cessi!”

“C-coming!”

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