The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Sylvia's POV:

"Did you bring your medicine?" Rufus asked in a low voice without raising his head.

"It's in my coat pocket," I quickly answered. Rufus must be in a bad mood at the moment because he didn't look at me and his face was gloomy.

He silently took the tube of ointment out of my coat pocket and rubbed the bruises on my leg.

I couldn't help crying out in pain. But I quickly covered my mouth with my hand to restrain myself from making too much noise, not daring to look at him.

"Just endure the pain because the bruises must be rubbed. Otherwise, it will take longer to recover," Rufus said in a plain voice, but he reduced the force in his hands.

I stared at his downcast face and couldn't help but wonder, 'Is he worried about me?'

let me see who's having a crush on the prince

sleep," I said crossly. I didn't know why she often spoke in

extreme pain when fighting. But how can she be so weak and fragile in front of Rufus?" Yana said in a voice dripping with

ashamed and angry, so I quickly blocked her voice and pretended not to hear her. "I'm sorry,"

him and blinked my eyes.

my leg. "I'm sorry. I didn't realize that

heard his every word clearly. He looked very depressed, like

apologize for. It's not your fault, after all," I said softly. If only I could, I really wanted to pat his head. But the fact that he was a prince stopped me from doing it. Rufus

I agreed to this dance

silent for a long time. "Forget about this dance lesson. Your leg is injured, and it's not good for you to practice

anxious at once. "No, I want to learn how to dance. I'm not forcing myself. I can practice. I

practice anymore," Rufus said, looking up at me. And I was stunned when I saw

looked away. It must be because the light was so dazzling that