“You’re hurt!” Sophia hurriedly got off of
Arthur. They were both covered in dirt
and grass. The bodyguards leaped down to them, and two of them helped Arthur up to his
feet. “Are you alright, sir?”
He was feeling fine, other than the cut on his forehead that had been caused by a sharp tree branch and the various scrapes that littered his hands.
“I’m fine.” He dusted himself off before turning to look at her. “Did the snake bite you?”
“No, it didn’t.” She shook her head. Her face was still stark white from shock.
As they climbed back up to the peak, her gaze remained fixed on him. Her heart was pounding. When they rolled down the side of the hill, he had wrapped an arm tightly around her waist while his
other hand pressed her head against his chest. He had done it just to ensure she would not be injured.
However, that meant he was unable to
protect himself during the fall.
Her blood was rushing. The high and mighty young master had actually risked himself to protect her.
What if she had fallen off a high cliff instead? From how tightly he had wrapped himself around her, would he fall with her as well?
The bodyguards pulled out a first-aid kit, then cleaned and dressed the bleeding cut on Arthur’s forehead.
The fortune teller was scared out of his wits by the dangerous situation Arthur had placed himself in.
“Are you alright, Young Master Weiss?”
“I’m fine. Continue!” Arthur said with a wave of his hand.
His bodyguards spread out around them, area sweeping the for any signs of snakes. Even Sophia was starting to feel afraid of the grass around her. That snake had been the longest snake she had ever seen in her life.
By the time the fortune teller was done with his analysis, Arthur had his men take photos of the area instead of making a decision right then and there. He would decide after thoroughly researching the area.
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