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 Laritte, Oscar felt

more about

was uncertain if his visit would end in a few

knew it, dessert was

grey peach

the earl grey sheet were giving off a pleasant scent.

to taste Laritte’s cupcake first.

and safe.”

wasn’t worried about being

didn’t know how Laritte’s sudden

before he

Laritte began to eat

a while, her throat felt itchy.

asked as Laritte

some water.” “That’s not….. Cough!”

down

deep

felt swollen

“Cough! Cough!”

air to breathe.

up from his chair

“Laritte?”
“Ian, I……”

got up, staggering in the process.

leaned against Ian’s

is it because of

unable to

had been a long time since

also used to people dying in front of his eyes.

now, everything felt too

Why?

“Laritte, Laritte!”

trembling hands supported Laritte’s

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

the cook here.

turned

is she allergic to peaches?”

problem eating the dessert.

was only one possibility.

to the peach cupcake

wasn’t before.” “It might be possible that she

the chef arrived.

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

Ian to

Ian muttered,

these keep happening only to Laritte?”

was pounding against his

was, Ian was

he felt

Oscar soothed Ian,

lost consciousness. It’s just hard for her to breathe. She’ll get better after she drinks the

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