Tangled by Fate

Ironin's remark made everyone pay attention to Sebastian.    

"Let me see," Catherine came forward and scanned him up and down.      

"I'm fine. Don't bother."      

Sebastian tried to push her away but she didn't budge.    

"You hurt your shoulder." Catherine looked at Veronica. "Ver, can you heal him?"    

"You don't have to ask," Veronica said.    

"No, Mistress, I can't let you do that," Sebastian firmly stated.    

"Sebastian, stay still. That's an order," Veronica commanded.    

"But Mistress, it's just a scratch."    

Sebastian helplessly stated as he stepped away from Veronica. He lowered his head. He couldn't look at Veronica or others.    

Despite understanding that he was embarrassed to show his wound, Veronica said, "I don't know if I don't see it."    

She stubbornly examined his injury. What he said wasn't wrong.      

It was only a scratch. There was a thin red line. He wasn't bleeding.    

As for how Ironin noticed his tiny injury, Veronica had no clue.