The Tribrid Girl Chapter 11
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He then held her gown a pulled it pass her shoulder, "oh seems like that wolf infected it, hold on" he said, "uh sure" she replied.
He got up, went for the first aid kit and came back "this might burn a little okay, all you do plz don't scream" he said, "okay i will not scream" she replied, he then took out a bottle of liquid that is used to burn germs, he place a cotton on top of the bottle and leaned it a little, after he was finish, he placed it on her wound.
It burned like hell she wanted to scream but instead grabbed onto his shirt and squeezed it, he then realized it was burning more than he expected, he drank some cold water that was brought for him, then blew the his cold breath on her wound, the girl then let go of his clothes, he took out a bandage and wrapped it around her arm "done, you okay?" he asked.
She looked at him with a little bit of tear in her eyes "i am fine thank you" she replied, the girl pulled back up her sleeve but the prince pulled it back down "leave it down, do not pull it back up unless you want your wound to get worse" the prince said, she agreed with him and left it down, he sat down on his chair, picked up his food and began eating.
Instead of eating she made a cup of tea and drank it " you need energy and in order to have that you need to eat out your food" the girl said, the prince glared at her "hmm fine, i will eat it out" he replied, she smiled as she sat back down, she started to feel weird but did not tell the prince because she did not want to stress him out and besides it was pretty late in the night.
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After the prince finished eating, he got up and decided to go to bed, while the girl stayed up, he looked and saw she was still in the balcony, he blew a whistle at her, she turned looking at him "do you need something your highness?" she asked politely, "aren't you going to get some rest now?" he asked, "oh umm i will go to bed in a few minutes, you get your rest" she replied.
He smiled "okay good night" he said.
"good night" she replied.
While the prince was fast asleep, Octavia was still awake at midnight, "why can't i get any sleep?" she asked herself, she looked at the stars and tried to close her eyes, that was when she heard howling from a distance. She turned around only to see a male figure standing opposite her in the balcony.
"Who is there?" she asked, the person walked closer to her and since it was dark, she could not see the face, the only thing she saw was that the person was a male, muscular and slim, "had a good night rest?" the person asked in a soft yet strong voice, the mark on her started to pain "damn it not this again" she said to herself, she looked up trying to see who it was but the person disappeared.
Her eyes widened in fear, about a minute later the person reappeared behind her and placed his hands on her shoulder "do not move" he said, she stood still "who are you?" she asked, he pulled her towards him, with his soft hands on her shoulder and her back against his chest, the girl left shocked and uncomfortable.
At that moment she remembered the black wolf, he asked her to sit, with no choice and no idea of who he was she sat down, "are you afraid?" he asked, "n... no" she replied, he laughed, "i will visit you again by then the prince should be gone" he said, her eyes widened by the time she turned the man left leaving only his scent behind.
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The girl jumped down the balcony and landed on her feet, she searched everyone but could not find a trace, when she got back to the palace, the prince was awake "where were you?" he asked angrily, "i went for a walk" she replied, he stared at her, she swallowed heavily "go to bed" he shouted, she jumped and did as told, it took a while for her to fell asleep but eventually she did.
The next morning when the prince woke up, he saw that Octavia was still asleep, he left her, took a bath, got breakfast with the royal family and came back up in the room "i thought by now you would be awake, hmm" he said to himself, the prince grabbed a mug of ice water and threw it on her, she got up coughing "good morning Octavia" he said, "why did you do that?" she asked.
He laughed and pulled open the curtains letting the sun light hit the girl, "next time be up before me, oh and there is not need to get anything for me i already had breakfast" he said, the girl sighed in relief "i am sorry sire" she replied, "no need to be just hurry up and get your ass in the stabled, i will be waiting" he said as he left the room.
Tired Octavia took a bath, ate her breakfast and rushed to the stables as fast as possible, "you finally made it" he said, "i am sorry if i kept you waiting" she replied as she grabbed onto her horse, "we are going for a morning ride in the valley, oh i want to see that huge waterfall too" he said, as he packed a boy with a little bit of food on the horse just in case they run into trouble.
"How can he be so lively all of the time?" she asked herself, the prince stared at her wondering in space and smirked "hmm you will learn a lot of things about me today" he said, she looked at him and how calm he was.
"No matter what i have to protect the prince, i do not know who that guy was or what he wants but i have to be ready" she said to herself as she got on the horse.
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