âIâm okay. Iâm just a little dizzy. Thanks.â
âWhy do you feel dizzyâŠâŠ Did lord Marquis push you too hard again?â
Louis, who supported Renato with a surprised face, immediately turned fierce. Renato often had anemia on the day he provided blood to Marquis Medus.
Fucking bastard.
Thinking about Marquis Medus, Louis gritted his teeth. He must have drawn more blood today than usual. The Marquis he knew was a human who would force Renato to do anything for his own benefit. In fact, that already happened a few times.
âNo. Today was just like usual.â
âBut why are you feeling dizzy? What if you are sick?â
Louisâ expression worsened even more. He had never been so concerned about Renatoâs health until now. As an imperial family member who was born with fairy blood, Renato was stronger than normal people.
There were times when Marquis Medus tormented Renato by drawing too much blood or feeding him strange hormone drugs, but he had managed to overcome them so far.
So he was more concerned. Renato seemed to think he was hiding it perfectly, but he couldnât fool Louis who he had been with since birth.
âThis canât continue. Tomorrow, I will ask sir chamberlain for help.â
Louie helped Renato get into the carriage with a serious face. He knew that Renato recently suffered from pains for no apparent reason, that he was exhausted and tired earlier than before, and that he was waking up from nightmares every night.
Besides that, there was something else suspicious. After the day of Ludmillaâs funeral, Renato refused all the help with baths and basic dressing. As if he didnât want to show his naked body.
He felt strange about Renatoâs behavior, but he did not show it to him because he could not inquire what his master wanted to hide. But that was the limit now.
âIf itâs because you canât trust the palace doctors, Iâll try to get someone outside the Imperial Palace.â
Louis speculated that the reason Renato was reluctant to see the doctors was because of Marquis Medus. At present, the palace doctors were mostly controlled by the Marquis.
There were neutral doctors because of their conscience, like Marquis Pavel, the Emperorâs doctor, but there were far more people who werenât like that. Therefore, there was no one to comfortably entrust Renatoâs health to.
âIâm really fine. Why are you so worried these days?â
âBecause you keep making me worry, Your Imperial Highness.â
Louis pouted his lower lip because of the continuous refusal. He couldnât understand why Renato was refusing treatment so much.
âYou donât need to find someone else.â
Looking at the sulking Louis, Renato was puzzled but refused once again. Whether it was Marquis Medus or other doctors, if they saw the scar on his body, they would immediately go into an uproar. Louis and Luna would also think it was strange.
However, he could not say that he had regressed. It was not that he didnât trust the two, but for their safety, it was better to keep the secret alone.
Renato decided to hide as much as he could about the regression unless he could explain it all.
âPlease donât do that, just onceâŠâŠâ
âIf Luna finds the person I was talking about, things will be resolved. Iâll see him.â
âAh, really? But didnât you say he was a pharmacist?â
âHeâs also a doctor.â
Although he was disqualified. Renato held back the latter half of the sentence and looked out of the window. In the distance, a green forest and a barrier surrounding the forest to protect it caught his eye.
Iâll have to go back to the tomb of the imperial family.
Looking at the blue shining barrier, Renato fell into agony. As a member of the imperial family, it wouldnât be a problem for him to enter the tomb of the imperial family. However, visiting the tombs of the first Emperor and the Fairy King was a different story.
Even the imperial family members could not enter that place without permission from the Emperor or during special occasions. It would be easy to get permission if he asked Tristan, but Marquis Medus and Blanche would be likely to suspect him.
Above all, he did not know what would happen when he visited the Fairy Kingâs tomb. Renato was almost certain that the Fairy Kingâs power was involved in his regression.
When he recalled, it was strange that in his previous life, as soon as he passed the barrier, he went straight to the Fairy Kingâs tomb. Because it was originally impossible.
Then the question âWhy?â arose. Why did the Fairy King turn back time, why did he choose Renato, and why did he regress to this timeâŠâŠ The more he thought about it, the more complicated his mind became.
What if time changes again?
When his thoughts reached that point, he felt a little hesitant. There was no law that said he could only go through something once. Renato was hesitant to visit the Fairy Kingâs tomb because of that possibility.
âBy the way, you must have prepared everything I told you to prepare, right?â
Taking his eyes off the window, Renato changed the topic. Having safely passed the blood provision under the pretext of regular checkups, it was time for him to work.
âOf course. Itâs all here. But are you really going to leave without stopping by the Palace?â
âThatâs why I told you to prepare in advance. A lot of time has passed after going to the Empressâ Palace. We must go before it is too late.â
âThatâs true, butâŠâŠ Would that be alright?â
âWhat?â
âWonât the grand prince be displeased if you bring up a story that he already rejected? He may ask for a replacement for the protocol officer position, or he may officially protest.â
Louis said with a worried expression. He was terribly surprised when he first heard about Renatoâs plan to marry the grand prince. Even Luna, who was usually expressionless, was so surprised that her mouth opened wide.
He calmed down after hearing Renatoâs explanation, but his heart still fluttered when he thought about that time. Louis found it difficult to understand Renato, who wanted to protect Trudy even if it meant using himself as a trading tool.
For Louis, Renato was still a Prince-nim that was too young to marry anyone and start a family. Since he was like a younger brother that Louis had been raising ever since he was a baby, he hoped that Renato would at least marry someone he loved. It was more so because he knew the environment in which Renato grew up better than anyone.
So Louis fell into a contradictory state where he both hoped things would flow the way Renato wanted them to, but didnât hope so at the same time.
âBut I canât just give up like this. Donât you know the saying that there is no tree that wonât fall if you chop it ten times?â
Renato asked back with a positive attitude. It wasnât that he was not worried about Khalidâs reaction, but he couldnât sit still after being rejected once.
âLast time I was too hasty. I shouldnât have done that without preparationâŠâŠâ
Renatoâs expression clouded as he recalled the manâs serious face when listening to his proposal. He admitted that he was complacent.
Although he kept in mind that Khalid in his previous life and Khalid now should not be considered the same, he secretly expected that the man would accept his offer. It was because of the memories of his previous life.
Khalid in the past was always polite and kind to Renato. And he did the best he could for him. It was thanks to those memories that Renato came up with the idea of proposing a contract marriage to Khalid. In his previous life, the manâŠâŠ
Renato tightly clenched and then reopened his fist to block the old memories surging up. When he thought of the lost past, the area around his scar would throb just like when he met Maximo.
âIâm not going to meet Maximo today, so Iâll be able to have a calm conversation without panic.â
âSeriously, that damn lord. He is a human being who is of no help to your life, Your Imperial Highness.â
Louis grunted with a tired face. Renato softly smiled at him. Then he looked out the window again. Before arriving at the diplomatic office, he had to think about how he would convince Khalid.
* * *
âAigoo, Iâm really dying!â
Attacked by Khalid, Amavand sank to the floor and let out a painful sound. He already felt anxious from the moment the man suddenly appeared on the training ground and asked for a sparring match, and now, he was still in a sandbag situation.
âPlease be gentle! Are you going to kill me?â
Amavand stared at Khalid, who was having an indifferent expression on his face, with resentment. Unlike him who was a mess, Khalid was only sweating a little.
âSparring is just like real fights. Donât you know that?â
âIf we spar twice just like real fights, I will really die.â
It was safe because they used edgeless practice swords, but Khalidâs blows truly hurt. Amavand wrapped his hand around his neck which had felt sore from a while ago. It was the spot where Khalidâs sword brushed past in the end.
âUgh. Please look at this. Iâm bleeding!â
Seeing the blood on his palm, Amavand trembled and made a fuss. Khalid looked at the red line on his neck, then fixed his posture.
âItâs just a scratch. Donât make a big deal out of it and just get up.â
âWhat do you mean by a scratch?! This is really too much! I give up, give up! I canât do it anymore!â
Khalid frowned when seeing Amavand lying on the training groundâs floor and refusing to fight. After sighing softly, he looked around and looked for the next opponent.