The King's Obsession

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C471 - You again- Part 1

Raphael's hand clutched the side of his stomach where the werewolf had earlier attacked him through its claws. It wasn't just his stomach but also his leg that was right now bleeding because of the chomp that the werewolf had taken before he had successfully broken the glass vial to pour the antidote in Momo's mouth.      

If he was a human, he would have turned to a werewolf, leaving him in another condition. But since he was a demon, he was unaffected by the venom of the werewolf. Simultaneously, the bleeding would take time to heal, and the way he had been wounded severely, it seemed like the chances were less.      

Momo felt her hands turn to fists. She felt worse seeing the blood that continued to spread on the ground, where Raphael was. Was he going to die? As she had been abducted from the castle, she had missed a lot of events, not knowing Jennie had died only to be healed by Lisa's angelic abilities.      

"I will go find someone. Maybe the King will know what to do," said Momo, trying to think of a way, but Raphael only shook his head.      

"Relax, Lady Momo. Why don't you sit down," came his slow voice. "How do you feel after?" he turned his head to meet her green eyes.      

Momo was speechless. Here he was dying, and he was inquiring about her health.      

"I feel normal," she whispered, and he nodded.      

"That's good to hear. At least I will know that you were saved," he offered her a polite smile, and it only broke Momo's heart.      

It was true that in the beginning, she had tried to hurt a lot of people for her selfish reasons, but she had never meant to kill anyone purposefully. In the past, what she did was all because of people's influence. Her grandparents, her aunt, some of the other people and people like Rosamund and Markus. She didn't want Raphael to die, not because of her.      

"Why did you come to give me the antidote?" Momo questioned him, "You could have given it to someone else. You could have waited. You knew this would happen." There was a deep frown on her face.      

"I don't think others would have done the deed. You would have killed them without a single thought. I know you have a soft spot for me in the corner of your heart. In the most corner place," Raphael joked with her, but Momo was not in the mood to hear any jokes about such things. "If the antidote was not given before the moon would disappear, you would forever end up as a werewolf, and there would be no cure. Giving it after the moon leaves the sky would not help you either."      

She shook her head. "There might be something I can help you with. To stop the bleeding," she said, her eyes falling on his leg that looked like it was barely attached to his body. If only she had her clothes on her, she would have torn it and wrap it around his wound, but Momo was naked beneath the coat.      

Momo felt terrible by thinking that she was the one who was responsible for Raphael's current condition. She had been trying to turn into a better person, trying to make amends. If something happened to this man who had tried to save her life again and again, she doubted she would be able to forgive herself.      

Realizing they were surrounded by snow, Momo moved near his leg and gathered some of the snow from the ground. Pressing them together so that it would hold together, she then placed it on his wound.      

"What are you doing?" asked Raphael.      

"Trying to stop the bleeding," replied Momo, concentrating on her hand so that she wouldn't press on the deep gash of his wound. His leg was bloody, and the blood that had dripped down soaked the snow on the ground.