Nansich rushed out of the healer's room, rubbing his lips violently with the back of his hand as if he could somehow erase what had just happened.
His bare chest was still wet, and every breath came out a little harder than the last. The cold air rushing through the castle hallway made him shiver violently, and he quickly wrapped his arms around himself.
"Shit... I forgot my shirt inside."
He glanced back toward the healer's room but immediately shook his head.
Nope.
He was not going back in there.
Not after what had just happened.
He hurried down the corridor, his wet hair dripping water and that strange golden-blue liquid onto his shoulders. He was so busy grumbling under his breath that he didn't notice someone coming around the corner.
Bang!
"Oof!"
Nansich stumbled backward. "Sorry... fuck."
He quickly rubbed his wet hair away from his face and looked up.
Li Wang had completely frozen.
