“Doris!”

“Your High—hng!”

I turned toward the door, then immediately ducked my head.

Tristan had burst out of his room without even buttoning up his shirt properly.

No, worse—judging from the water droplets still clinging to his chest, he had run out in the middle of washing up…

That was it. That was all I saw before I slammed my gaze downward.

“Your Highness, perhaps you should… finish dressing properly first? Did I come at an inconvenient time?”

“There is no such thing as an inconvenient time for you to visit me! I was merely in the middle of disinfecting my wounds.”

“…Excuse me?”

If that’s not an inconvenient time, then what is?

What, were you playing a board game while treating your wounds like some legendary general?@@novelbin@@

“There was no need for you to interrupt your treatment!”

“It was just a simple disinfection. I didn’t want to make my guest wait… especially the one who came to visit me.”

Wow. How touching.

This coming from the same man who had left me waiting for ages after the hunting tournament? The irony was astounding.

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