Xiao's stomach churns as a noble lady touches his skin.

The prince's well-known aversion to physical contact is a widespread rumor throughout the empire. Even the gentlest caress triggers his nausea, and he won't hesitate to mete out severe punishments, including death, to those who cross his boundaries. No one was allowed to touch him—except you, a mere servant.

Seeking solace, Xiao rests his forehead against your shoulder—feeling his sickness dissipating as he murmurs.

"Stay still..."