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qWilliam was brought to a different castle with a built-in clinic.

There was quite a fair number of maids and subordinates, although he and Monica were the only two people residing there.

Francesca was puzzled to learn of such an arrangement. “But there are so many extra rooms in Danrique Castle. Why did he choose to have William stay here instead? I'd have to make my way over by car every time.”

“This was Mr. Lindberg's decision, Ms. Felch,” Gordon reported, lowering his head.

That response alone was enough to shut Francesca up. If it were before, she would have kicked up a fuss and insisted they did things her way.

But now, the woman felt that she owed Danrique too much to trouble him any further.

“Fine,” she eventually answered with a frustrated nod.

“I don't think this is a bad idea, Ms. Felch. His Highness and I would feel much more at ease staying here.” Monica seemed rather pleased with Danrique's arrangements. “If we were to stay at Danrique Castle, we'd have to face Mr. Lindberg every day. It gets a little awkward, to be honest.”

“Yeah.” William grinned. “L has his own life, so we won't end up bothering him by staying here.”

“Well, I suppose so,” Francesca relented. “You're not that far away either, so it wouldn't be too much of a hassle for me to come over. I'm out of medication, so I'll have to get someone to bring us more. I'll come back and see you guys tonight.”

the plane, so you can just come back tomorrow. Go on

giving Monica some instructions along with anti-inflammatory

medication and handed it to Gordon so he could have someone prepare

of medical equipment available at the clinic,

There was not much else she needed

they arrived home, where

was overjoyed to see them and began to strike up a conversation with

dinner, and a hungry Francesca quickly washed her hands before

You wouldn't want to choke on

gazed at her, smiling

delicious!” Francesca exclaimed as she chowed down

run, nor did she have the appetite while staying at the palace. Now, she could finally let loose

than happy to cook for you every day from now on.” Norah poured her a glass of wine. “This is from Arkfield. Give

and sighed in satisfaction.

couldn't help but burp. “I can't eat anymore. I'm stuffed! I have to go prepare some

was still occupied by the desire to treat her patients. It wasn't just William; Monica, Robin, and

Lindberg had us prepare you a workshop. Shall I take you there to