CHAPTER 13 Little snake

Medusa's POV "Rhysand?" "Yes now come out princess." He dragged me out of water, his eyes racking my dripping form for any injury, they hardened upon falling on my arm. "You are bleeding, fuck!" He cradled my wounded palm in his hands, taking me back to my stone circle in which I was hiding. "It's nothing, I haven't even noticed it, till you pointed it out." I whispered softly as he seated me on a plain grey rock, kneeling down infront of me. "Ofcourse you hadn't, expecting the rogue princess to take care of herself is just too much to ask." I just listened to his angry voice remaining quiet relishing in the feel of his fingers applying an ointment on my wound. "Do your soldiers carry these medicines for all illnesses or are you too careful yourself?" I couldn't help but make a stupid effort of conversing with him, I missed him so much. "Don't make efforts to divert my attention Medusa." He moved away, collecting some fallen stems on the ground lighting a fire closely as he saw