I ran like crazy to the Empresss palace.

Seriously, how many times has Damian endured this kind of pain alone?

While running, that was the only thought that engulfed my mind.

In the novel, it was simply described as to suffer, so I didnt think much of it.

I clenched my lips in frustration.

How could I let that happen!

I felt like I was going bonkers because I disillusioned myself that Damian didnt suffer anything severe.

No matter how important my own survival is, how can I not worry about Damian at all?

I even read the original, yet I was still oblivious!

I already knew that Damian was struggling because of the power of the divine beast!

The Empresss palace could be seen in the distance, my thoughts were racing on how I would tell the Empress.

I was already breathing heavily but I still needed to put more strength into my legs.

I have to meet the Empress one on one!

Oh my, Lize?

The Empress, who was out in the garden just in time, looked back to welcome me with a delighted face.

Perhaps she was looking at the blooming summer roses because she already had a few red roses in hand.

The Empress asked a question.

Didnt you say you were going to the crown palace today? Why did you come back so early

Your majesty, the Empress!

I staggered before coming to a halt in front of the Empress.

The Empress, although startled at first, lowered her head to meet my gaze.

Oh my God, whats going on? Why are you crying?

At the same time, the Empresss face hardened, preparing for the worst of what Charlize had to say.

Apparently, my flushed face was a mess with tears down my cheeks and a runny nose.

But I couldnt afford to worry about that.

I desperately clung to the Empress.

Hes in trouble, the Crown Prince is sick!

The Crown Prince?

The Empress opened her eyes wide.

I nodded my head.

Word just flew out the mouth at rapid speed.

The Crown Prince has a very high fever! Hes also not breathing properly, and, and

Lize, calm down.

A soft hand gently caressed my back, that single touch made me feel at ease.

I struggled to hold my breath.

As I tried to force myself to stop crying, a strange sound came out.

The Empress hugged me tightly and continued to speak.

Im going to call for a physician right now and let him know, so you can stop crying, Charlize.

However would his majesty, the Emperor, allow it?

Unable to dismiss my worries, I cried and looked at the Empress in desperation.

The very thought of the Emperor interfering was so distracting that I couldnt put him off my mind.

The Emperor has done so much harm, poisoning food, sending assassins, would he even deny the empress herself from sending a doctor?

In that situation, theres no way hed allow you to send a doctor to Damian.

Unexpectedly, the Empresss expression became strict as her eyes narrowed and her posture became imposing. This was the first time Charlize had seen the Empress like this.

Lize, I am the one and only Empress of the Great Empire of Winsor.

Her majesty the empress.

As Empress, I have the authority to easily care for at least one sick crown prince at will.

Of course, thats true.

I nodded my head, slightly embarrassed that I doubted the Empress.

The Empress stroked my hair, each stroke was filled with love and attention.

So dont worry. Isnt the Empress the mother of Winsor?

Having said that, the Empress smiled softly with her eyes closed. It was evident how much she loved Charlize.

I felt my heart flutter.

I was well aware that asking for the Empress to help Damian would be a burden on her.

The reality is that the Empress has already graced us so much.

Yet .

And yet the Empress shes still here protecting us.

Being protected by an adult.. It felt unusual at first but the warmth, the feeling of security, where no one could harm you.

I was overcome by the Empresss affection and felt like I was about to cry again, so I took a slow deep breath.

Im going to send a doctor right away, Charlize, calm down a bit.

Yes, but still.

If you continue to cry like that, wouldnt it make the princes heart distraught when he has to see you so sad?

The Empresss words made sense, so I nodded again.

The Empress embraced me in her arms, stopping a maid who was passing by before giving the order for a doctor to be sent to the crown princes palace.

Hearing the order to send a doctor to the crown princes palace, I buried my head in the Empresss arms.

The Empress is by your side.

That fact alone gave me peace of mind.

At the empresss behest, a doctor was immediately sent to the crown palace.

Since the Empress had issued the order, patients would receive food, and necessary items such as blankets were also included.

Just as Damian had asked, I hid the fact that he was suffering from a fever.

After a careful examination of Damians condition, the doctor diagnosed that the increasingly warmer weather must have placed greater strain on his body.

The doctor later added that Damian just needs to rest comfortably for the time being and he would get better soon.

Thank you, thank you! exclaimed Charlize, relieved at the doctors diagnosis.

As the doctor took his leave, I bowed my head over and over again, grateful that Damian would be well.

Of course, the medications prescribed by the doctor would not be the fundamental solution for Damians fever.

Still, after taking the antipyretic, Damians complexion was far better than before when he looked like a ghost.

I sat next to Damian and looked down at him.

Better than before I think his breathing is a lot easier now.

I gently reached out to tidy up Damians unkempt hair.

Come to think of it, it was the first time Ive seen Damian sleeping.

Rich, well-closed eyelashes cast a light shadow over his white face.

His slightly opened lips were as red as petals.

Looking at him so defenseless .

Youre still young.

All of a sudden, I had that thought.

The beautiful features still left a youthful feeling.

I cant believe such a young child endured a difficult life of confinement alone for five years.

For some bizarre reason, something was stirring in my heart, pounding with a certain urge, so I reached out and poked Damians soft cheek.

Funnily, Damian complained a little in his sleep.

It must have been the itchy sensation when my finger poked him that irked him.

He was adorable as he frowned while tossing and turning in his sleep.

Dont frown, Damian, it wrinkles your handsome face.

I burst out laughing.

How could Damian, someone who usually spewed out cheeky words just to tease me, have such a lovely face like a cherub?

I pulled the blanket covering Damian up to his neck while pulling my chair closer to the bed.

My whole body is pooped.

As the tensions eased a bit, fatigued came rushing in like a tidal wave, washing over me as I slowly began to nod off.

Yawn.

I yawned involuntarily.

Oh no, I think Im going to fall asleep at this rate..

I tried not to doze off by pinching my thighs, but it was all in vain.

After keeping my eyes open for so long, I finally succumbed and fell flat, face-first onto the bed.

Huu, these sheets are so soft.

Nooo wait, I still have to take care of Damian

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