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

I said crossly. I didn't know why she often spoke in a dandy

fragile in front of Rufus?" Yana said

And her every word was connoting something. This made me feel ashamed and angry,

stared at him and

kept his head down and didn't stop rubbing my leg. "I'm sorry.

heard his every word clearly. He looked very

to 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 didn't answer me. He looked even more depressed, which made me feel sorrier for

injury from you, and I agreed to this dance

lesson. Your leg is injured, and it's

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

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

quickly looked away. It must be because the light was

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