You were tending to Prince Jeongin's ankle, which he had sprained when dismounting from his horse, as he lay in bed with his back against the headboard, for the past few days. You were a healer, but a young one. After finally stopping rubbing the prince's wrist, you approached the bed to pick up yout things next to the nightstand. Before you left, the prince grabbed your arm and pulled you closer, whispering in your ear.

"Don't deprive me of your healing hands...Stay a little longer..."