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Juniper

"Mm... sorry about your cheek. Do you have any herbs I could pick through to use as an ointment?" Mikhail peeks at the wound he caused on Arthur's cheek as he fiddled through his pockets, searching for his clean handkerchief.

"Hmm? It's fine. I can just--" before Arthur could finish his sentence, the door flap of the tent was brutally pushed aside a burly man entered through.

Upon seeing the two, he freezes and slowly excused himself. Mikhail blinks blankly, slowly processing what happened before shifting his focus back to Arthur.

"Ah, found it... I'll dampen the cloth a little first. Just stay put." Mikhail patted Arthur's shoulder as he smiled in reply.

"Okay, it will hurt a little. Luckily I found the ointment William gave me. I thought I forgot to pack it." Mikhail laughed as he dabs lightly on the wound.

Arthur shuts his eyes, his expression void of pain until Mikhail presse

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