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Y/n limped their way through the castle, While on their way to the castle; they twisted their ankle and fell, their elbow was scraped from the concrete.
Blood on their hand, as they held onto the elbow wound; limping up the second batch of stairs to their room. It was an irritating thing, to be so clumsy like this.

Halfway up the stairs, Rouxl Kaard, the duke of puzzles and rules; spotted Y/n, as they hobble up the stairs. "Worme, have thou seene young Lorde? Or, perhapseth, tell why thou is walking like thise?" Y/n rolled their eyes, Their nasty mood wouldn't do well if they were to talk to Rouxl; so they avoided him. Rouxl cleared his throat as Y/n made their way up. "I wase talking toeth thou, worme." He irritatedly spoke.

"Mhm" Y/n grunted, as Rouxl made his way up to Y/n. "You shall speakth to me at once, wome" Y/n sighed, irritated.
They turned but losing balance as they tumbled down. Rouxl gasped, reaching out and catching Y/n as they squeezed their eyes closed; assuming their face would crash onto the stairs.

Rouxl tsks, His gaze glancing at Y/n's bloodied hand; then their bruise.
"Thou was not reallyeth going to walketh like thise, hm worme?" He spoke, his voice laced with concern. Rouxl plucked them from the ground, "Howeth did thou get so harmed?" Y/n sighed, "It's not a concern, Plus uh.. Why did you pick me up?" "Tis a concerneth indeed! and thou thinketh that you may walketh with an ankle likest thise? I may certainlye not putteth down nowe!" Rouxl fretted. "Now telleth me, worme, Who did thise to thou? I shall putteth them in the dungeone." "Well, I guess you would put me in the dungeon then." Y/n smiled cheekily at him, as he narrowed his gaze.

"Thou had been clumsy; Hm? Then noweth you shall come withe me!" Rouxl started to stride onward confidently. "No need! It's okay, I'll just go to my-" "Nope, Noeth, I shan't let you go; Once youe have healed, You maye leaveth." "What about Lancer? You were just asking if I have saw him?" Rouxl paused, It seemed he forgot.
"Oh yes! I.. I know! Once you are secure in my shoppe; then I shall take off for the young lorde." Rouxl started up; His walk was slightly quicker. He didn't seem to notice the blood of Y/n's elbow that was dripping down his dark uniform.

Arriving, Rouxl went into a door beside his desk; It was his bedroom. Y/n stayed silent, They didn't want to somehow make this weird. Rouxl sat Y/n on the edge of his bed. "Nowe, stay worme; for I shall healeth thou." "Oh, You have healing magic? I never knew." "It mayeth be likest that, Now staye still, worme."  Rouxl leaned in, lifting Y/n's hand away from their elbow, careful not to hurt them.
Rouxl tsks once seeing the damage, "How didst I not seeth this sooner?" He murmured, leaning in more. Y/n's face was heated by him being close, "What are you doing?" Rouxl hushed Y/n, Placing his lips against the scraped elbow, kissing it.

Y/n was silent, Their cheeks were flushed. "What was that for?.." Rouxls eyes shifted to Y/n's. "Kissing an injurye will maketh thou feel better; Don't lighteners knoweth the saying?" "I..Do remember it, I just..hah, Never thought it would happen again to me?" It sounded more of a question than an answer, But Y/n didn't know how to respond. This made Rouxl chuckle for a moment, "Noweth thou knoweth for the future, Hm, worme?" Y/n's eyes widened, "For the future?" "Why of course, Being clumsy aseth thiseth, Thou muste expect thise." 

Y/n swallowed; It seemed Rouxl wasn't confident as much anymore, as his face had a tint of dark-blue blush. "I shall go looketh for the young lorde noweth, You stayeth right there." As Rouxl rose back up; Turning, he tripped over his foot. Landing on his face.
Y/n gasped, Getting on their feet. "Rouxl, are you okay?" They began to hobble towards him, As Rouxl sat back up. His lip looked cut, It was swelling. "Yesseth, I'm alrighte, worme-" He glanced at them, "Since I have an injury, What shall thou do?"  The confidence rose in Rouxls features, It seemed like he planned it out; Too coincidental.

Y/n got on their knees, leaning in as their lips connected.