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.

Ian continued to tend to Laritte, Oscar

wanted to know more about how they had been doing.’

end in a

was

earl grey peach

over the earl grey sheet were giving off a pleasant

a spoon to taste

delicious and

about being

know how Laritte’s sudden

before he moved on

Laritte began to eat her

was perfect. But after a

as Laritte coughed

you thirsty? Here, have some water.” “That’s not…..

put down the cutlery.

deep in her throat.

it felt swollen inside

“Cough! Cough!”

desperately started scrounging for air to breathe. Her pale skin turned paler if that was

from his chair as

“Laritte?”
“Ian, I……”

got up, staggering in the process.

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

is it because of the food?”

to think straight.

had been a long time since he was in a war

to people dying in front

felt

Why?

“Laritte, Laritte!”

trembling hands supported Laritte’s head.

man present in the room

cook here.

turned to

is she allergic

had no problem

possibility. It was

eyes turned to the peach cupcake

might be possible that she suddenly

the chef arrived.

you keep stinging nettle in the kitchen?” “Ah, we have some!” “Boil it and prepare the juice

to

Ian muttered,

Why do these keep happening only

was pounding against his chest.

what the situation was, Ian was always strong enough to

time, he felt

Oscar soothed Ian,

Duchess hasn’t lost consciousness. It’s just hard for her to breathe. She’ll get better

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