《Peace Offering To The Cursed Prince》Chapter 64 - Who Dares
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Princess Ellen with the help of five other men prepared the medicine together. As instructed by Jeffery all the men treated her with respect and carried out all her instructions without asking questions.
Soon all the herbs were added into the mixture and put into a pot to boil. Princess Ellen noticed the injury on Eight Arms as he lifted the pot.
"Let me see that?" Ellen said when he was done. Eight was confused why she was pointing at his arm but he obeyed.
Sit she pointed at the space next to her. She orders someone else to get her a bowl of warm water. Then she instructed him to roll up his sleeve.
She gentle clean his injured and applied one of the herbs she had then pound. She picked up a few and pressed the water right into the surface. Eight bite his lips when he felt pain as the liquid from the leave came in contact with his injury. And just like that Ellen began to attend to the injured soldier among them.
This was the sight that One returned to since he made the trip into Samor himself.
"What do you think you are doing?" He snapped at the princess as soon as he got to the spot she was seated. Ellen freeze, she did not think there was anything wrong with her cleaning up the soldier's wounds and helping them get better.
I was attending to their injuries Ellen answered. Of course, she was not going to allow just anyone to intimidate her. Although his voice was scary she still replied as boldly and confidently as she should.
"Who gave you such permission?" One asked. He did not trust Ellen one bit. Who knows if she was giving them something that could kill them all.
"Nobody told me to take permission from you. Moreover, you have no right to question me. I was not doing anything wrong," she replied with full confidence.
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"Really if.." One was about to threaten her again but Ellen cut him off.
"How dare you threaten me?" She asked. "I might be a stranger among you but I am still a princess, the wife to your prince. This makes me a member of the royal family. Ellen paused as she looked right into his eyes.
One was shocked by her action. 'Why am I getting scared? She is only a strange woman right?' He asked himself. The whole camp becomes quiet as Ellen stared back into One's eye without fear.
She did not know why she felt so confident but she did already make up her mind not to let anyone disrespect her. She was done been a pushover.
She let Queen Regina treated her the way did but she would never give such a chance to someone else.
One stubbornly looked back refusing to apologize. The camp was not such a big one so naturally, the whole camp was already watching the show between One and the prince's wife.
"One," Everybody heard the familiar voice and they all turned in the direction of the prince tent. Standing there was Jeffrey. A lot of the men had mistaken his voice as that of the prince.
No, they did not mistake his voice. Jeffrey has acted as the prince's body doubler so many times that he could sound just like the prince. He had deliberately spoken like the prince in order to get the attention of everyone in the camp.
Those who turned thinking it was the prince and waiting for a good show turned their gaze when they notice it was Jeffery. Everyone knew Jeffery was the hand of the prince but he definitely handles things differently.
Moreover, if it was the prince that stepped out they would have got to know who he would faults.
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"Come," Jeffery ordered and One obeyed without question. That does not mean he did not glare at Ellen before leaving. Ellen took a deep breath and continue with what she is doing.
"Do you have plans to lose your head?" Jeffery questioned One as soon as they face stood facing each other.
"Of course not,' One replied.
" what do you think his highest would do to someone who disrespects him?" Jeffery asked. One looked at him speechless. He would never dare disrespect the prince. Not even in his dreams.
"That strange lady is the wife of the prince. I understand you don't trust her but openly threaten her would only cost you your head. That lady has tricks off her sleeve. She is not as simple as she appears."
"She moved the entire royal court to her favor this morning. She is smart and can easier turn the entire camp again against you. Moreover, his highness may plug out your eyes from starry at his wife for too long," Jeffery warned.
"I apologize," One bowed his head. "Not to me, apologize to her," Jeffery replied. Walking over to the princess.
"You highest is it ready?" Jeffery asked walking over to Ellen. She nodded her head. "We have to wait for it to get cold before turning out the liquid. The IH
"Eight will do that. You should go back into the tent. It's cold out here," Jeffery replied.
"At least let me attend to all the injured before heading inside," Ellen replied. Her voice sounded so nice. Different from how she had spoken to one.
Jeffrey shook his head in denial. Seven you have watched her attention to a few people. Continue," he instructed.
Eight get a jar and pour out the herb once it is cold and bring it over to the prince tent, He instructed.
Your Highness, he held out his hand to help the princess stand on her feet. Ellen obeyed and followed him just like he said.
One got you a maid and food from Samor, would you like to take a bath or eat first?" Jeffery asked as they work back to the tent.
Thank you so much but I will pass," Ellen replied. She has become septical of One. She could not trust the guy. Who knows he might have her poision and make everyone believe that she tried to kill the Princess.
Your highness.." Jeffery was going to ask why because he was sure the princess would be hungry.
I don't trust him. I don't need to take a bath. Just get me water in a bowl and a clean cloth," Ellen caught him off before walking ahead into the tent.
The prince was still unconscious when she walked in. Jeffrey brought the bowl and water for her shortly after. Ellen cleaned up herself.
When she was done she walked over to the prince. She was surprised that he still was not waking up. Although she acted as if it was expected Ellen was already feeling tense about the situation.
She walked over to his bed and sat beside him. Please wake up she whispered before placing her head on his chest.
Like before, she just wanted to check his heartbeat but she slept off. His chest felt so comfortable.
Prince Sebastian's eyes snapped open a moment later and he was surprised to see a lady lying on him.
"Who dares?" he gritted his teeth as his hands went around her neck.
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