The Vampire King's Possession
Chapter 584. Glossy

Chapter 584: 584. Glossy

Mauve tried not to shiver as Mill rubbed the ointment on her body. It felt cold but the concerning part was the slimy feel to it.

"Stay still," Mill scolded.

"Sorry, but it feels like you’re rubbing slime all over my body." She shivered again at her explanation.

"How do you think I feel?" Mill said as she scooped more of the ointment.

"It is just your fingers, you rubbed this all over my stomach," Mauve cried.

"I know but hopefully you will get used to it."

Mauve wasn’t sure about that. She doubted this was something she would want to get used to.

"Done," Mill announced as she took a step back. "That wasn’t so hard."

Mauve looked down at her body, more than half her body was gleaming. She was dressed in only her underwear as she sat on the edge of the bed.

The ointment was more like an oil than anything. Mauve still couldn’t figure out why it felt so weird.

"Would you like me to do your hair? At least make it better than it has been the last few days." Mill picked up the dress she had brought to Jael’s room as she spoke.

Mauve shook her head, "No thank you," she replied. "I like it like this."

She doubted she would be able to bear any sort of pressure on her head. The headache wasn’t so bad now, she didn’t want to give it any reason to get worse.

Mauve heard it a second too late. The sound of the door handle turning as someone opened the door and walked into the room.

Mill rushed toward her and tried to cover her with her frame but it was already too late. Jael gave them a puzzled expression as he closed the door behind them.

"What are you doing?" He asked, looking from one person to the other.

"Sire," Mill said, bowing, forgetting that she was supposed to cover Mauve with her body.

"Mill," he said, absentmindedly acknowledging her presence as his eyes locked on Mauve. "Why do you look like you fell in a pot of oil?"

"It is the ointment Jean made for the white patches. He hopes this will slow down the spread," she explained with a glare. He didn’t have to give such a graphic description.

"Wow," Jael said with an amused expression. "You look glossy."

Mauve gave him an unimpressed look. "You make that sound like a bad thing."

"It is not," he said and walked closer to her.

"You are lying," Mauve pouted.

Wondering why she felt more embarrassed about the oil than the fact that she was sitting in front of Mill and Jael in just her underwear.

"I am not. Mill carry on, don’t let my presence interrupt you."

"Ah, yes," Mill replied and proceeded to help Mauve into the dress.

After dressing her up, Mill got Mauve into bed and stacked pillows around her.

"Thank you," Mauve said with a smile.

"My pleasure, I will be back with your food."

Mauve nodded and Mill bowed to Jael before she walked out the door. The sound of the door closing was missed by the two of them.

Jael walked to the bed and moved closer to Mauve. "You look so shiny," he chuckled.

"I heard you the first time," she glared at him.

"I know," he replied and sat down on the bed. "It is fun to tease you." He replied.

"I am sure. Anyway, how did the meeting go?"

Jael said and threw his body on the bed. A bit of his head touched her legs while some of his legs hung out the side of the bed.

"Not as good as I want. The drug Kieran made is as effective as can be but it certainly can’t be a long-term method. I didn’t want to think about it but it is as glaring as ever."

"Oh," she said and touched his hair.

They have been having more incidents with Palers and she wondered if that was also one of the things affecting the effect of the drug.

"Your fingers are warm but it doesn’t feel like your temperature is as high as it was before you slept."

"Yeah, I feel really good but since I promised, I won’t get out of bed. Happy?" She asked.

"You have no idea," he replied and grabbed her arm. He planted a kiss on the back of her palm. "I wouldn’t be able to take it if anything happened to you."

Mauve felt a good kind of chill pour through her body as his lips touched the back of her palm.

"I will be fine," she whispered. "Don’t go thinking worrisome thoughts." She wasn’t going to let the sickness get her without putting up a fight.

"It is your fault for getting me worried," he replied.

"I know and I am sorry," she said. "I will do all I can to recover. Don’t you dare worry."

"I will hold you to your word," he looked up at her. "It’s a promise you can’t break."

His blue eyes looked up at her and Mauve could feel herself drowning in them. They flickered a little and Mauve smiled.

"Have you had any food?" She asked and forced herself to look away before her thoughts strayed a little too far.

"Of course not," he said as if he couldn’t believe she was asking that. "I won’t eat without you."

"I know," Mauve said with a small smile. There was no way she could tell him that she had only asked that question to curb her lustful thoughts.

She was glad when she heard knocking. Something else to do other than to stare at Jael’s handsome face. The fever must be making her a little crazy.

"Mill is here," Jael said and moved to a sitting position.

Mauve winced, she didn’t like that he was no longer touching her.

"Yeah," she replied halfheartedly.

"Make sure you eat as much as you can," he said without looking at her.

Mauve simply nodded. She truly couldn’t wait for her to be completely healed. She knew Jael would keep avoiding her until then.