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.

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

was already dusk.

a pool of despair. I sat by her bed in silence, holding her cold hand tightly. I had never felt so useless in my life, being unable

comfort me. "The doctors have been studying the poison. I'm sure they'll develop

head and pressed my

stay strong. You're the only one she can rely on 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

hands trembled, and a heart-wrenching pain swept over every fiber

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monitor could be heard

own, so she had been hooked onto an oxygen

first time I saw you. Your name is engraved in my soul. So don't you dare try to dump me. I'll let you sleep for a

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