Chapter 63

It wasn’t long before Oscar started his dinner with Ian and Laritte.

Crown Prince Oscar’s elegant hands in showing his table manners to match the manners of nobility.

He washed his hands with warm water in a wooden basin and wiped his mouth with a towel.

His methods were neat.

But Oscar didn’t pay much attention to what he was doing.

Because his eyes were focused elsewhere.

“Let me check if the water temperature is appropriate.”
“It’s okay. It’s not that hot.”
“Does the towel feel uncomfortable to your hands?”

Ian’s concerned voice.

Oscar felt disturbed, so he spoke up.

“Stop, Stop it! Ian!”

The couple was sitting opposite him.

Ian, who was taking care of Laritte, blinked at Oscar as if he knew nothing.

Oscar could see how overprotective Ian was getting.

“What’s the matter?”
“You put so much effort into it. The Duchess must be annoyed!”

According to Oscar, this was nothing other than love.

‘I can’t believe how you say you don’t love her, though! Everything is so very obvious.’

Laritte responded by wiping her mouth herself.

“I know I’m lazy, but I don’t want him to do these things for me. He has been acting very weird lately.”

Oscar knew Laritte would naturally agree.

Weren’t they friends?

Of course, Oscar was an old friend of Ian.

But, Ian wasn’t such a strange person before.

It was amusing to see how the Duchess was unaware of Ian’s feelings, too.

Ian spoke up in his defense,

“Your Highness doesn’t know. It’s getting hard to say how frequently Laritte is getting into small accidents these days.”

The Crown Prince could not have known if the maids didn’t even notice such things.

In the first place, it could not be stated as a conspiracy due to which Laritte was suddenly experiencing her bad luck.

tend to Laritte, Oscar felt like

know more about how they had

if his visit would end in a few days just

dessert was presented

was earl grey

pickled peaches over the earl grey sheet

a spoon to taste

and

wasn’t worried about being poisoned.

know how Laritte’s sudden bad

at Ian’s behavior before he moved on

to eat

after a

as Laritte coughed

have some water.” “That’s not…..

put down the

stinging deep in

it felt swollen inside her throat.

“Cough! Cough!”

for air to breathe. Her pale skin turned paler if

from his chair as he felt something off.

“Laritte?”
“Ian, I……”

also got up, staggering in

to say something but leaned against Ian’s arms as if she

it because of the

to

long time since he was in

used to people dying

now, everything felt too unfamiliar.

Why?

“Laritte, Laritte!”

slightly trembling hands supported

present in the room

the cook here.

turned

allergic

had no problem eating the

possibility.

to the peach cupcake on the

“It might be possible that she suddenly developed allergies.”

time, the chef arrived.

we have some!” “Boil it

Ian to

Ian muttered,

keep happening

pounding against his chest.

Ian was always strong enough

time, he

Oscar soothed Ian,

Duchess hasn’t lost consciousness. It’s just hard for her to

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