The silence lingered inside the room as Isabella did her best to focus on cleaning up the injury instead of the eyes threatening to pierce holes into her skull. It was a hard task but she managed it. When she was done wiping the injury, she was relieved to know that it wasn't a deep wound. She gingerly stepped away from him. "I will go get the ointment from the butler."
Sitting up on the stool, Leofric said, "Do not bother yourself with that, it is just a mere scratch."
"A mere scratch that can be infected any minute." She replied, her voice tight
"Nothing I haven't seen before."
"Because you have seen it before doesn't mean you have to see it again," She fixed him a hard gaze.
"Fine, do your thing." He offered her an indifferent shrug.
"That's exactly what I thought." She turned on her heel and left the room.
