The Witch and The Blind Princess

Finally, Leaving

A rustling sound prompted her to open her eyes. Her eyes then stared at her body, which was covered with her nightgown. She felt that she fell asleep nakedly, but she realised that Medeia had cleaned her body and covered her body with her nightgown.

She rose slowly from the bed, blushing when her eyes caught on their bedsheet. There was dried blood on the bridal sheets, proving her virginity. And the blood that was possibly coming out from each scratches from their body. 

Medeia was nowhere to be found, which made her feel uncomfortable. She had hoped that Medeia would be there to embrace her when she awoke, but Medeia was nowhere to be found when she looked around. She awoke slowly, weary, remembering the previous night where Medeia made her a woman.

While attempting to walk, Haidee's jelly legs caused her to trip and tumble to the floor.

"Auch!" Haidee groaned in pain. She scanned her whole body, and it was filled with love marks. Though the wave of liquids she received from Medeia, already been washed by Medeia herself. Haidee grunted, hoping to get a glimpse of it again since she couldn't believe that she had already shared a bed with Medeia.

"Hey, are you all right?" Medeia ran over to Haidee and gently lifted her up on her arms. Haidee wrapped her arms around Medeia's neck.

Haidee shook her head, her gaze fixed on the worried face in front of her. She pouted when she realized that Medeia appeared to be more refreshed than her.  'How come she appears to be so refreshed while my body is sore?'

Medeia chuckled mentally as she knew why Haidee had pouted her lips, which were still swollen from the previous night. "Would you like to take another bath?" 

"Again? Did you wash my body in some way while I was sleeping?" Haidee poked fun at Medeia, who appeared to be blushing, by asking the question.

Medeia averted her gaze away from Haidee and answered to her shyly, "Yes, I thought you wouldn't be able to sleep well with those sticky things on your body... You understand what I mean, don't you?"

Haidee blushed for a moment, but then she smiled, devilishly smirking. 

"I don't," "Maybe if I saw it again, I might understand what you were referring to when you said those sticky things on my body," 

Medeia's mouth fell open, unbelievable with Haidee's boldness. 'She simply teasing you, Medeia. Don't let it get to you,' Medeia prepped herself. Not responding to Haidee, she walked herself to the bathroom, Haidee in her arms. They washed in the same wooden tub, hardly restraining their needs.

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"Are you feeling alright?" Medeia asked gently as her fingertips caressed Haidee's cheek before it went down to her neck. Her eyes were scanning at Haidee's pale complexion. 

"How come you're looking so good while I'm suffering from all these sores on my body?" Haidee pouted. 

Medeia smiled but didn't say anything to her. Instead, she offered Haidee a glass of water. 

Haidee looked hesitant, but she maintained a hidden smile. "What is this?"

Medeia stared at Haidee, a bit complicated before she smiled deceivingly. 

"Just warm water," That I mixed with a potion so that you will not... have it.

Haidee stared at Medeia before she lowered down her eyes. Her expression seemed down, but she fixed it as she smiled secretly.

"Alright," Haidee said as she drank the warm water while her eyes fixed on Medeia's guilty eyes. 

Medeia clenched her fists, secretly sighed in relief. Changing the subject, Medeia brought out the herbs that she had been busy preparing before Haidee woke up. "Now, let me help you cover those markings on your body,"