Slowly, all of Morwenna's wounds were treated.

Her left arm was immobilized. A bandage was taped across her forehead.

The knife cuts on her body were all neatly wrapped up.

Her cleansed face, devoid of its usual flush, seemed unnaturally pale, making her appear even more vulnerable and delicate.

Despite being the type who should be protected, she had single-handedly taken down seven burly men just to keep Stuart safe.

After finishing up, Fletcher quietly left, giving the room to the two of them.

Stuart, without a word, started to clean the blood from Morwenna's body. He was now washing her feet, and Morwenna felt a bit panicked.

Stuart, always seeming so superior and unreachable, was now washing her feet. It was unsettling for her.

curled her toes slightly in her anxiety. Despite her nervousness, Morwenna noticed the faint blush

like this, Morwenna's pale face flushed with

a fresh

out of her daze. "Stop! Please, stop! It's not proper for us. I

looked up, "We're

so, I

Stuart, the feelings weren't reciprocated. They weren't truly husband and wife in her eyes. Frowning, concerned she might hurt herself, Stuart

longer and fell asleep. Stuart sat by her bed, still covered in blood,

looked angelic, lying there

devil watching over

Hollow, strange things were happening at

Phineas' eldest

and tactics fell

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