He took a clean cotton cloth, soaked it in the clear disinfectant liquid, and held it near her skin.
"This will sting, my lady," Doctor Aris warned softly.
"Just do it," Camilla replied flatly, her face showing no fear or hesitation.
Doctor Aris pressed the wet cotton into the open wound.
A sharp, burning pain shot up Camilla's arm, feeling like hot fire pressed against her skin. Camilla's body went rigid for a split second. Her right hand gripped the armrest of the chair so tightly her knuckles turned white, but she did not let out a single cry. She did not even flinch or move her arm away. She kept her face blank, staring straight ahead.
