Rufus' POV:

Just as Kyle was about to be strangled to death, Flora stepped forward to stop me.

"Prince Rufus, please calm down," she pleaded. "If you kill him, we'll lose our only lead. I want him dead, too. But we need to find the antidote first. Maybe we can start with the black market and look for the person who sold him the poison." "Yes, I... I'll talk..." Kyle struggled to speak.

Finally, I loosened my grip and let him go. He collapsed to the ground and coughed, out of breath.

"Lock him up and interrogate him," I ordered my men, massaging my wrist.

While they took Kyle away, I also sent for someone to sniff around the black market for clues.

I couldn't completely trust whatever Kyle said under interrogation. He could just be making

time I got back to the hospital, it was already dusk. A day had passed, yet there was still

minute, which made me want to jump off a cliff and into a pool of despair. I sat by

fine," Flora said softly, trying to comfort me. "The doctors have been studying the poison. I'm

head and pressed my lips against

now." Flora's voice broke and she burst into tears. "Sylvia wasn't able to celebrate your birthday with you. She felt really guilty about that, so she secretly learned how to bake. She wanted you to enjoy a birthday cake she made every year from now on. She loves you so much. How

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of the ECG monitor

she had been hooked onto an oxygen machine. Her pale, sunken face was

gently and murmured, "You became my world the first time I saw you. Your name is engraved in my soul.

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