Chapter 84

Miso and Chopsticks [Part 3]

Why has even the King joined the trouble? Grandmother is really, really scary, okay!?

Ah, but it’s probably okay if the handsome old man the King hugs me... Rather, isn’t this my chance to get hugged!?

Or so Emma thought as she stiffened her body and waited, though her chance was broken because someone pulled the King back and separated the two of them.

“Your Majesty!! Please let go of your hold on Emma’s arms! You will press on her scars!”

Seeing Emma’s arms being grabbed, the Prince, who recovered quickly from his shock, was the one who pulled the King away from Emma this time.

‘You and your unnecessary actions...’ was what crossed Emma’s mind for a moment, but she started to feel guilty after seeing that the Prince was truly worried about her.

The Prince had also seen the gory state of her wounds before the medical treatment. Her upper arm the King was currently holding was where the wound was the deepest and most severe.

‘Sorry, Prince. Um, I’m completely healed, so it’s fine.

I’ve said things like there are some after-effects ‘cause I don’t wanna dance, but actually, it was a full recovery. There’s really, really no need for you to worry.’ Emma apologized in her heart.

“Ahh! Emma-chan! Does it hurt? Are you alright?”

The King realized his actions and looked at Emma anxiously.

The royal family shouldn’t apologize easily... Your Majesty... Your face, face! Even if you didn’t put it into words, you looked too apologetic, don’t you think? I will gladly save this image in the ‘cool old men folder’ inside my brain, though!Rêađ latest chapters on no/v/e/l(b)in(.)com

Emma panicked even more and could feel the beads of sweat on her forehead.

If she went back to school after the holidays, would everyone point at her back and call her the ‘sweaty lady’...

“Grandmother, everyone, I’m truly fine. So, um, please return to your seats.”

In the middle of this weird sense of tension, Emma forcibly raised the corner of her mouth to make a smile. But nobody returned to their seat, and not only her grandmother but also everyone continued to look her way with a very sympathetic look.

Ughh, somewhere, anywhere, is there a hole I can hide in?

“Your Majesty, would you please allow me to take Emma to rest in another room?”

As if hearing Emma’s wish, the Prince bowed at the King and asked permission to leave his seat.

“You’re right, hurry and let her rest.”

Thank you! Your Majesty! Nice assist! Your Highness!

With this, I can at least escape from the venue’s atmosphere. Now, I will immediately make my escape, thank you very much.

And, her body was lifted the moment she thought so.

“Then, if you’ll excuse me.”

The Prince excused himself from the King and headed to the hall’s exit quickly.

While holding Emma in a princess carry...