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.

completely trust whatever Kyle said under interrogation. He could just be making excuses to

it was already dusk. A day had passed, yet

into 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 to protect

trying to comfort me. "The doctors have been studying

my head and pressed my lips against the back of Sylvia's cold

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 could she

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

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the ECG monitor could be

an oxygen machine. Her pale, sunken

saw you. Your name is engraved in my soul. So don't you dare try to dump me.

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