Chapter 888

The thick curtains were drawn so tightly that not a breath of air could pass through. There were four or five charcoal burners scattered throughout the room. With the windows slightly open and the charcoal not producing smoke, the air circulated just enough to make the room warm without feeling stifling.

Horace moved a stool into the second layer of curtains, then approached and gently placed the hand of the person lying in bed on the edge.

"Mr. Wright, please sit and check His Highness' heart rate."

Seth sat down, intending to lift the curtain to see Harvey's face, but Horace stopped him.

"His Highness mustn't be exposed to the cold."

"It's necessary to observe his complexion, not just his heart rate, Seth said, frowning.

What was going on? If Harvey was sick, it was only right to focus on treatment.

Keith stepped forward and pulled back the curtain with one swift motion. The figure lying in bed was trembling uncontrollably-he was clearly not Harvey.

As Horace's face drained of color, his mind raced with several possible explanations, but none of them were plausible. They had never expected any issues with this. No one had ever paid much attention to Harvey and his family. Over the years, whenever the prince left the estate, no one had come to inquire.

"This is truly absurd," Seth said, stunned. "You got someone to impersonate Prince Harvey?"

Grace didn't want to seem unappreciative of Her Majesty's kindness, so... she arranged for someone to

then, shall we report this

Heather,

the bed. Though covered by blankets, the coarse fabric of the clothing at the neck was clearly

had made a servant sleep in Harvey's bed. How would Heather sleep

a look at Heather. "Is His Highness still

on edge, instinctively nodded. "Yes, he's been away for a long

more, only giving a slight nod before he and Seth took

reported everything truthfully to Victoria. Upon hearing

"A silent dog

instructing, "Go and inform the king that he's to join me for dinner

Your Majesty," Solana accepted the command

Salvador was an extremely devoted son, and whenever he had time, he would come to accompany Victoria. The queen dowager usually ate in silence, without discussing state

came to clear the

calmly said, "Your Uncle Harvey has been ill for some

lying in his bed.

flickered for

was far worse there was something sinister

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