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.

Laritte, Oscar felt like he should

about how they had been doing.’

visit would end in a

knew it, dessert was presented

grey peach

peaches over the earl grey sheet were giving off a pleasant

to taste Laritte’s

delicious and safe.”

wasn’t worried about being

know how Laritte’s sudden bad luck

shook his head at Ian’s behavior before he moved on from his

to

taste was perfect. But after a while, her

Laritte coughed softly,

some water.”

down

was stinging deep in her

it felt swollen inside

“Cough! Cough!”

as her lungs desperately started scrounging for air to breathe. Her pale skin turned

chair as he felt

“Laritte?”
“Ian, I……”

staggering in the

tried to say something but leaned against Ian’s

is it because

was unable to think

time since he was in a

dying in front of his

now, everything felt too unfamiliar.

Why?

“Laritte, Laritte!”

trembling hands

the other man present in the room was calm. Oscar directed the maids,

the cook here. Fast.”

turned

is she allergic to

had no problem

possibility. It was an allergic reaction.

to the peach cupcake

might be possible that she suddenly developed

the

nettle in the kitchen?” “Ah, we have some!” “Boil it and prepare the juice so that

to support

Ian muttered,

do these keep happening

heart was pounding against his

Ian was always strong enough

he felt helpless.

Oscar soothed Ian,

lost consciousness. It’s just hard for her to breathe. She’ll

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