He wasn't happy with you at all, you ran off due to him scaring the life out of your body. Ran into the dark enchanted forest and nearly got killed by wolves if he hadn't jumped in and protected you. Now here he sat in a chair as you helped clean his large scars over his right arm

Ow! That hurts!

He growled deeply at you as you used a cold rag to soak his blood up with. He locked you up in the castle, banning you from leaving.

It wasn't your fault he got hurt, he made his choice to save you and deep down, he didn't regret it. Even though he would never admit it out loud. He blamed you for something it wasn’t your fault.