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Nayeon could not even imagine that something like this could safely happen in her modest life as a herbalist at an aristocratic palace.
It's clear that intersecting with your past relationships = working out the past, emotions and other things. But when you're the only herbalist in the whole palace, not expecting to meet your ex is real stupidity.
Considering that the aristocracy as a whole did not trust anyone if he did not have the status of a "courtier". Nayeon was just a court herbalist.
Only Nayeon in these places had enough information to collect herbs and use them for medical purposes; only Nayeon could receive more patients than the court healer himself.
By the way, the highest nobility did not recognize him either, so she boldly went to Im.
So Sana came.
"Leave us alone", Sana ordered the servants and pulled off her long gloves, exposing her not tanned, almost white delicate skin. "I'll be waiting for you here in an hour. Do not be late", after that, the Lady found herself in the herbalist's chambers and sat down on an empty seat on the floor.
It was quite unusual to watch someone else's work and remember how once before these same hands rubbed you with herbs and brought peace to your soul.
"We'll have to wait a little longer," Nayeon, perfectly seeing someone else's figure behind her, said quite intently and coldly, clearly hinting that the past was in the past.
"I don't have to wait," Sana grinned and rolled her eyes significantly. She could have played a scene here, how she suddenly stopped having enough oxygen, for example, but she did not, seeing the worried and even slightly frightened face of another patient.
"Nayeon, honey, I've really had enough. Better accept Mrs. Sana," the young man quickly got up from his recumbent place, pulling clothes on his torso.
After a few seconds, his trail was gone, but Sana could safely be alone with Nayeon. Im kept silent, preparing another herbal mixture. She perfectly knew the problems of the Mistress, so she did not chatter her tongue for no reason. Minatozaki spent the same time on her undressing, completely remaining without a top. She lay down with her chest on the couch, turning her head sideways, and just watched how slowly Nayeon paced around her chambers, collecting the necessary things.
"Actually, they warn about their visit in advance, Sana. Patients can come to me at any time," the elder approached the Mistress and sat down on her knees to spread out the ingredients necessary for therapy.
"They'll wait," she replied, laughing.
Sana's skin was always soft to the touch, like oriental silk, and tender to any bud of a flower blooming in the garden of the palace. She smelled of all the sweets of the world.
It was extremely reckless to touch Sana's skin so easily and for no particular reason, but Nayeon had the opportunity.
"Isn't a healer able to help you, Sana?"
The herbalist ran her hands over the Mistress's body, thoroughly rubbing the herbal solution into the skin. A pleasant smell was spreading through the room, and both girls took a deep breath, wanting to feel as many herbal scents as possible in their sinuses.
"Felix?!" She was so genuinely surprised that even Nayeon didn't expect it. She has a great relationship with Healer Lee. But this is clearly something else.
"He's very good".
"But I only want you."
The phrase sounded so twofold that Nayeon even forgot how to breathe. The relationship with Sana was very difficult for her because of who Sana was. They are from different classes, made of different dough, but…
"You're wrong," with a smile on his bitten lips.
"It's always worth a try," Sana retorted without yielding.
"We've tried it before".
"We were stupid, weren't we?"
But Nayeon was silent.
She didn't know what to do, but definitely not to succumb to the old feelings and seductive speeches of Sana.
It was as disastrous as possible.
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