The silence enveloped us, but it didnât feel awkward. While we were alone in the room, it was rather comfortable. Perhaps it was more tiring than I thought to deal with Schubert and Liam, compared to the tension Iâve felt with Albert in the past.
Maybe itâs because I donât know them that well just yet.
Albert sat at the edge of the bed and crossed his arms. He seemed to be lost in thought as he lowered his gaze.
Flustered a bit, I thought that he would treat me as soon as we got here. So, I asked with a small smile on my lips.
âPrince, the treatmentâŠ?â
As though he was pulled back from his reverie, Albert blinked and soon moved closer to me.
âOf course.â
Now beside me, Albert pointed to the sleeping Blanc.
âFirst of all, it would be better to get rid of this fledgling dragon.â
âPrince, Blanc isnât an object.â
Albertâs eyes narrowed in response, but he soon nodded.
âYes, I forgot. Not get rid, then. Just kicking out.â
ââŠâŠâ
âIt doesnât have to be here right now.â
Albertâs answer was nonetheless as cold as a Siberian wind. There was a clear line with how he acted towards those who were in his inner circle and those who werenât.
I already knew that he didnât like Blanc, but not to this extent. What happened? Come to think of it, I think I heard a conversation between him and Blanc before.
Did they talk? Well, they were strangely huddled closely together back then so I couldnât here.
I hugged Blanc and held his paw out towards Albert. Here, look at how clear and pure Blancâs eyes are!
âPrince, Blanc also stayed up all night worrying about you beforeâŠâ
I made an effort to appeal to him with Blancâs strengths. Though Albert didnât seem to be impressed given how unmoved his eyebrows were. He remained expressionless.
âI donât think itâs a bad idea if I let you know why Iâm doing this.â
âPrince, I believe that you had a truly generous and beautiful heart.â
âMy heartâs generosity and kicking out the fledgling dragon are two different things. Itâs important to minimize the number of individuals in the room before I start the treatment.â
ââŠâŠâ
Umm, so thatâs what it is. If Albert was talking about the treatment like this, then thereâs actually nothing for me to say in retort. Itâs something I knew nothing about.
I guess this is why people should continue learning. Sighing, I looked into Blancâs eyes.
âBlanc, Iâm sick and I need to be treated, so letâs stay apart for a little while.â
âBut I donât wannaaâŠâ
Blanc spoke slowly and wept. Ah, my heart! My heart shattered seeing the tears that were about to fall. No, our dear Blanc!
How can Albert stay there without batting an eyelid when this cute little dragonâs right in front of him?
At Albertâs dry statement, Blanc flinched in my arms. Seeing this, one corner of Albertâs lips rose.
Albert knew perfectly how to deal with Blanc, just as he did with me. He knew the right words to say and when to say them.
âOkaaayyâŠâ
In the end, Blanc left the room after saying so in such a sullen voice. But as soon as the door opened, one certain person got startled and shouted, âKitty!â The voice sounded like Schubertâs⊠but I canât be too sure since I didnât see his face.
âPrince, why do you hate Blanc so much?â
I asked what Iâd been curious about since earlier. Albert just shrugged.
âI donât have good memories with dragons.â
âYouâve seen a dragon in person before?â
âYes.â
âReally? An adult dragon?â
This was a little surprising. You told me itâs hard to see an adult dragon! As Iâve met only Blanc, I became more curious about the dragon that Albert met before.
That dragon could be Blancâs friend. Maybe they can teach Blanc how to survive.
Seeing the sparkle in my eyes, Albert grinned.
âI was eight years old. It was a white dragon, as huge as a mountain.â
âWhere did you see it?â
Albert didnât respond right away. Maybe it was just a trick of the light, but it looked like his eyes darkened for a moment, as though thinking about an old wound.
âIt was a long time ago, so I canât remember very well. I wanted to see it again, but⊠I never met that dragon again as I was growing up. So, thereâs nothing I can tell your fledgling dragon.â
Albert immediately caught onto what I wanted to hear from this conversation. Feeling a little awkward, I laughed it off.
âYou got me.â
And I changed the subject.
âAnyway, Iâm all set.â
âYes, it seems so.â
Albert gave me a smile again, but it didnât look like the usual relaxed smile. This was the same fake smile I had on my own face whenever I met clients for work before.
Indeed, I donât know if itâs because weâre far from the tower now, or because weâre far from the magic circles that were surrounding the tower, but it seemed like it was still difficult to remove the black magic on me.
âIs it really impossible for me to get treated at the tower instead?â
âIf Iâm going to do any major spells inside the tower over a long period of time, then I would need to completely dispel all the magic circles in the tower. If that happens, theyâll know that Iâve regained my strength, and we can no longer stay inside the tower.â
âI seeâŠâ
Itâs also understandable that Albert had no other choice but to do this since the coup still wasnât ready.
I never did like passive protagonists who couldnât do anything, but I understand now since Iâm in a bit of a pickle myself.
âŠThereâs nothing I can do. Nothing!
âStay still. I have to draw a magic circle around you.â
âDonât worry, thatâs the thing Iâm the best at.â
Yes, yes. Thatâs all I can do. And this isnât self-deprecation, just self-awareness.
Reading a book on magic wouldnât change a thing for me. Entering a contract with Albert wouldnât give me any abilities I didnât already have. Well, not everyoneâs capable.
I should just do what I can.
âPrince, is there anything you want to eat?â
While hugging my knees, I asked bravely.
âWhat I want to eat, you ask.â
âWhile youâll be sick in bed later, Iâll make it for you. Among all the dishes I cooked for you, just choose! Or I can learn to cook another thing that you like.â
âIâm afraid that itâs going to be your favorite spicy dishes again.â
âNo, Iâll try to suit Your Highnessâ tastes this time.â
Light was being emitted at the end of his index finger as he began to draw something around the bed. While he was drawing the magic circle, Albert raised his head for a moment, his brows furrowed.
âI donât care. As long as itâs what you like.â
âBut Your Highness doesnât like spicy food very much. Iâll feel guilty if I just feed spicy stuff to a sick personâŠâ
âSeems like youâve changed your taste.â
ââŠâŠâ
âWhatever you make is delicious.â
âThe royal palaceâs chef will cry if he hears Your Highness saying that.â
I shuddered, but it didnât feel bad hearing this.
âThen while weâre here in the north, Iâll make porridge for you⊠Iâll also cook fried rice for you⊠And Iâll grill meat for you, too.â
âOkay, do what you want to do.â
Since this is a castle, there are a lot more ingredients! Itâs a bit daunting that weâre in the north right now, but Iâm also pretty excited. After all, this was the castle of Liam, who was both a duke and a mage.
I also liked the fact that what I could do here could make the prince happy.
âNow, lie down on your back.â
From just sitting against the headboard, I listened to his words and tucked myself in. Lying there quietly, I glanced slightly towards Albert.
Albert was crouched on the floor next to the bed, his gaze focused. Huu. Letting out a small exhale as he swept his bangs, I couldnât take my eyes off him.
Then, I realized.
I never want to have a boss like AlbertâŠ
I work for him under a contract, but I wonder how difficult it really was to be working under him. I mentally sent my well-wishes to Liam and Schubert, who would continue working under Albert.
While thinking about nonsense like this, the magic circle surrounding the bed lit up and suddenly became a formless tether that went around my body.
As if resisting it, dark energy then flowed out of my body. More particularly, I could see the energy surrounding my hands much clearer.
Albert furrowed his brows. His faceâs complexion didnât change, but I could see sweat gradually forming on the sides of his face.
I continued to lie still and comfortably receive this treatment, feeling not one prickle of a thorn over the softness of the bed beneath me. I watched in real time just how much the prince was working hard next to me.
ââŠPrince, would you rather I stay quiet or say something?â
Actually, Iâm much more interested in hearing about Albert than saying something about myself. It seemed like Albert didnât really like talking about himself at all.
Itâs the first time he said anything about the adult dragon, too.
But in this situation, itâs a little difficult to ask Albert to tell a story about himself.
Mulling it over for a while, I decided to talk about my last trip to Los Angeles before I entered the workforce.
âBefore I started working, I went on a trip to the beachâŠâ
Of course, I didnât mention the name of the place and when exactly it happened.
Even though it was winter when I went there, the sunlight was so dazzling as it poured down over the blue sea. There was a lively crowd who also visited, and I walked along the shore all day.
I walked leisurely and proudly enjoyed my alone time in a place where no one knew me. I went where I wanted to go, visited a restaurant that I found beforehand, ate something that was delicious.
I loved the freedom that traveling gave me, especially the experience of seeing new places.
âI think traveling is really nice.â
Thatâs why Iâm going to strive for it later. During this time in confinement, Iâve forgotten even the âtraâ in âtravelâ.
Ending with words of admiration for traveling, I turned to glance at Albertâonly to be startled to see him gasping.
âP-Prince?â
This was something I didnât see even when he was working out before. His hair was soaked on the sides with the sweat trickling down his face.
He let out a low exhale. There was an unreadable look in his eyes as he stared at me as though he was going to devour me.