Chapter 209: Knight in shinning armour.
He went straight to where the maid he'd slapped was still half-sprawled on the floor, one hand braced against the tile, the other still covering her wounded face. Charles crouched down in front of her, making sure to appear gentle and harmless.
" Let me take a look." he murmured, his voice seemed more like a soothing balm after Henry's icy venom. With a touch so soft it was almost reverent, he reached out and gently took her wrist, moving her hand away from her cheek.
His other hand came up to softly shift her disheveled hair away from her face, tucking it behind her ear. He examined the damage, the already-blooming red welt on her pale skin, the trickle of blood from her nose, the way her eye was beginning to puff shut. A genuine look of pained sympathy, one which no doubt looked deep and convincing, settled into his handsome features.
