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 felt like he should

wanted to know more about

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

was

earl grey peach cupcakes.

sheet

a spoon to

and safe.”

worried about being

Laritte’s sudden

at Ian’s behavior before he moved on from

to eat her cupcake.

But after a while,

asked as Laritte coughed softly,

thirsty? Here, have some water.” “That’s

down the cutlery.

was stinging deep

it felt swollen inside her throat.

“Cough! Cough!”

desperately started scrounging for air to breathe. Her

from his chair as he

“Laritte?”
“Ian, I……”

got up, staggering

against Ian’s arms as if she was going

because of the food?”

unable to

been a long time since he

used to people dying in

now, everything felt too unfamiliar.

Why?

“Laritte, Laritte!”

trembling hands

the room was calm. Oscar directed the

the cook here. Fast.”

he turned

allergic

no problem eating

one possibility. It was an allergic

turned to the peach

might be possible that she

time, the

“Boil it and prepare

helped Ian to support

Ian muttered,

Why do these keep happening only

was pounding against

was always

he felt helpless.

Oscar soothed Ian,

just hard for her to breathe. She’ll get better

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