CH 7.2

I intended to put him on the throne that Dyson wanted so badly. That would be the finale of my revenge.

‘And I have to pay back his kindness.’

I couldn’t live on by leaving behind debt.

As I thought that far ahead, I shook off my thoughts and gave an order to Dallas.

“Do anything.”

“There’s nothing I can do.”

Dallas gave up without even thinking twice.

“Is that something you want to say as a doctor?”

“Lady…”

Dallas shook his head, looking at me. He seemed very troubled.

Only when I realized that I looked like a whining child in his eyes did I calm down my emotion.

“Okay, you can go back. Go back and find information on whatever that could relieve His Highness’ illness.”

Even better if it was a cure.

“What about you, Lady?”

“I will go back when His Highness comes to consciousness.”

“But it’s late.”

Dallas’ voice was full of concern.

“You are my family doctor, not my guardian.”

Dallas bowed his head to my cold answer.

The big man looked smaller than me.

Only then did he recall the sense of shame he would have felt like a doctor.

But I was too tired to comfort him.

Cassion collapsed in front of my eyes, and the process of entering Dallas to the palace wasn’t easy.

When Cassion collapsed, I put him to bed and rejoined the field trip group.

If I acted recklessly, I could imagine Paulaner digging through the whole palace to find me.

‘What a nightmare.’

My body trembled just by imagining it. I met Paulaner and left the palace under the pretext of not feeling well.

After that, I immediately returned to the Third Prince Palace with Dallas using the secret passage I saw on the way out.

Getting to the passage wasn’t as easy either. Avoiding human eyes in a royal palace was more challenging than anyone could think.

Luckily, we were able to arrive at the Third Prince Palace without being caught by anyone.

Dallas was suspicious of my behavior, but he did not complain and earnestly treated Cassion.

That alone could be said as a good virtue, but… If you were a doctor, you had to try everything until the end!

I anxiously opened the door and entered Cassion’s room.

Cassion was still unconscious. His wrists and ankles that sprained out of the messy blanket were skinny.

I looked around the room.

The area inside the room that wasn’t near the fireplace was full of cool air.

Spring has come, but it was still considered cold at night. The nobles sometimes even turned on the fireplace even in the summer…

Cassion’s blanket was too thin to protect him from the cold and covered with yellow stains.

Dust was piled up like clouds on his unused area of the room.

“If you live in a place like this, you could get a disease that hasn’t existed yet.”

Cassion’s finger flinched as if he had heard what I said. I came to my senses and approached the bed.

“Your Highness, Your Highness! Are you awake?”

I grabbed Cassion and shook his body. His body fluttered like paper.

I quickly took off my hand of his body because I thought it was going to crumble.

I didn’t know if he lost weight because he didn’t eat well or his illness.

I saw his hand wriggling, but Cassion didn’t move no matter how much I shook him and shouted.

The dirty blanket surrounding him also kept bothering me.

“Think of good things, wear good things, for good things to happen.”

When I remembered my mother’s words, I rolled up Cassion’s blanket and threw it away. Instead, I covered him with the outerwear I wore.

Cassion, who only had his head sticking out while covered in a coat with embroidered flowers, finally appeared to be of his age.

‘No, anyone would know that Cassion is 11 years old. He got the height; He just has to work on his weight to look much better.’

When I saw him, I kept feeling sorry.

Probably because I lost my parents early and his suffering image looked overlapping with my grief.

“Janice, could you bring in a reliable servant? The one you could trust the most.”

“Now?”

On a night when the moon did not rise, it was so dark that I couldn’t even see an inch ahead of me outside.

I was worried about sending Janice out alone at night like this, but there was a carriage that she could use to leave the palace, so she should be okay.

“Yes, you should also bring… my blanket, pillow, and bedsheets!”

I was going to ask her to bring a few essential things Cassion needed right away, but there were a lot more things that I asked her to bring.

Janice and I searched through Cassion’s room for paper and pen.

Janice muttered that if we touched the prince’s stuff without permission, we could be punished.

“I will take the responsibility. Just tell them I did it all by myself, so focus on finding paper and pen first.”

Relieved by the words, Janice began to overturn the drawers to her heart’s content.

Some clothes looked tiny compared to Cassion’s body and some unusually large clothes sticking out of the drawer.

I got angry when I saw them, so I slammed the closet door and searched the desk.

“How come you don’t have a notebook?”

There were only a few books for young children with detachable letters on Cassion’s desk, which Dyson gave. There was no fountain pen which was a necessity for a noble or a royal.

In the end, I had to tear the page from the book and write using Cassion’s blood, which was splattered on the floor.

The feeling of writing by melting other people’s hardened blood with water was the worst.

“Isn’t it scary to go alone?”

I asked Janice who was holding the completed list.

“I will be fine because I have a lot of friends.”

Janice sometimes gave me a weird answer.

I was worried, but looking at her confident expression, I believed she could finish her task.

“I will be back soon!”

With that, Janice left the palace bravely.