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.

to tend to Laritte, Oscar felt like he should have eaten

know more about how they had

rate, he was uncertain if his visit would end in a few days just

was presented at the table.

was earl grey peach cupcakes.

over the earl grey sheet

spoon to taste

delicious and

wasn’t worried about

know how Laritte’s sudden bad luck would affect

head at Ian’s behavior before he moved

Laritte began to eat

perfect. But after a while, her throat felt

asked as Laritte

have some water.” “That’s

down

was stinging deep in

it felt swollen

“Cough! Cough!”

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

chair

“Laritte?”
“Ian, I……”

got up, staggering

but leaned against Ian’s arms as if she was

it because of the food?”

to think

had been a long time since he was in a war zone.

dying in front of his

everything felt

Why?

“Laritte, Laritte!”

slightly trembling hands supported

room was calm. Oscar

cook

turned to

she allergic to peaches?”

problem eating the

there was only one possibility. It

peach cupcake on

might be possible that she suddenly developed

in time, the chef

some!” “Boil it and prepare the juice so that it’s

helped Ian to

Ian muttered,

Why do these keep happening only to Laritte?”

heart was pounding against

was

this time, he

Oscar soothed Ian,

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

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