Hyugi watched the man with raised eyebrows. He could smell it on him? It made the king wonder if everyone else in his kingdom could smell his sickness but quickly dismissed the thought, deeming it irrelevant and quite ignorant also. This man was obviously a vampire,--which is a conclusion he had finally reached--one that the king had only heard about in fairy tales; so, of course, he could not only smell his blood in general but the disease there as well. He also knew that those fangs of his could be deadly and decided to keep a close watch, just in case.

 Hyugi was then startled from his thoughts as he felt something touch his hand. Glancing down, he realized that the other male was touching him but decided not to pull away as he would do if anyone else tried to touch him. Usually, he would try to keep his distance between him and anyone else, even with the servants who's job included some form of physical contact. With the way his skin looked and felt, though, Hyugi didn't want anyone near, just in case they would somehow manage to catch the disease too. However, this situation was different. He figured that, since this man was supposed to be helping him, he would allow him to do whatever it took for him to clean his blood. "Of course. I don't care what you do, just please, make me healthy again." Hyugi practically pleaded with the man. Fear nor pain could keep the king from practically binding himself to this mysterious being that he called up from the spell book.

When it seemed as though the vampire was not moving fast enough, Hyugi tore at what remained of his upper clothing until all that was left was his pants. He figured that exposing more of his sickly looking skin would urge the male to come and make him better already. The king just hoped that he would not regret the decision once the vampire started.