章 118: Will you drink mine, then?

After that, Sam and I headed back to our bedchambers. I readied all first aid kits and water to clean his mangled arms. Since I'd often get a slight scratch from my training, I didn't need anyone's help to find what I needed.

Also, no one was available. Everyone seemed to desert the entire castle.

"Are you still angry?" Sam inquired as soon as I plopped down on the wooden chair across from him.

"Give me your arm. I'll clean it." Without answering his question, I gave him a sharp look.

Sam pouted, reluctantly giving his arm. With better lights now, his sleeve was drenched with his blood. 

Carefully, I cut his sleeve with a knife. As soon as I did, I clenched my teeth at the sight of it.

His arm looked worse than I thought. I could see his flesh and even bits of his bones.

I could not help but shudder. My hands that were cleaning his arm with water uncontrollably trembled.