The Noble Lady of the Sinking Ship, Disguising her Young Brother as her Son, Stubbornly Survives in the Neighboring Country! – Chapter 48

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐆𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟒𝟖: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐒𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐆𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐝

I find myself at a loss for words due to an unexpected cause.

It’s unbelievable that in an age when magical culture has been long declined, an incident occurs where someone tries to curse another person.

Apparently, Binemöer holds many cursed artifacts left behind by wizards of ancient times.

As there are no proficient wizards around, the use and trade of these artifacts seem to be prohibited, yet incidents involving their use still occur.

“Fortunately, thanks to the cursed magical artifacts preserved by the royal family, it seems we’ve succeeded in lifting the curse. He’s currently unable to get up due to excessive blood loss, but he should recover in a couple of days.”

Upon hearing this, my tense heart began to relax.

“The medic said the curse he was afflicted with was one that caused suffocation through blood vomiting. Thanks to your proper emergency treatment, I heard that Leon was able to avoid suffering.”

When asked by Prince Ghodrove how I was able to act so quickly, I replied that my father had been sick and sometimes vomited blood.

“I see. Leon was indeed fortunate to have a wise and brave woman like you by his side.”

“I simply acted upon my knowledge.”

“Even with knowledge, it is rare to be able to make precise judgments and act in unexpected situations.”

The reason I was able to act without much panic upon seeing Lord Montyver vomiting blood must have been due to my father’s illness.

It was not a commendable act, just something I had experienced.

At a lull in the conversation, I asked about something that had been bothering me.

“Excuse me, do you have any suspects who might have attempted to kill Lord Montyver?”

“That’s the thing, we don’t know. Leon has been targeted multiple times by someone. Despite our investigations, we haven’t been able to pin down any leads.”

“But, why is Lord Montyver a target for assassination?”

Prince Ghodrove lowers his brows, looking at me with a troubled expression.

There must be some complex issue that he can’t easily verbalize.

“Excuse me, but I heard before that Lord Montyver was part of a secret organization, operating covertly. Is that true?”

This was not only known to the concubines but also to the Marchioness.

Prince Ghodrove must know about it too.

“No, that’s just a rumor. Leon has no connections with evil people; he’s a man living honestly. As a royal, I can vouch for that.”

Hearing this, I breathe a sigh of relief.

The impression I got from spending the day with Lord Montyver was that he was a clumsy man hiding his true self under a bright and cheerful personality.

I didn’t think he was doing anything bad behind the scenes.

“He’s a pitiful child. He’s been oppressed by his mother since he was old enough to remember, and after she passed away, his status became unstable, and on top of that, he’s being targeted.”

Apparently, it was a common occurrence for his food to be poisoned.

It made sense why he wished to live in a kinder world.

“That’s why Leon doesn’t eat with others. When he’s hungry, he casually goes out somewhere, procures food, and cooks it himself.”

That’s probably why he didn’t eat anything today, he must have been wary of poison.

“But it seems he ate the pancakes you offered.”

“Y, Yes.”

Not just that, he normally ate the breakfast I prepared. When I mentioned this, Prince Ghodrove showed a surprised expression.

“For Leon to eat food prepared by someone else is nothing short of a miracle. He must really trust you.”

Is that so? I didn’t really feel any particular trust from Lord Montyver.

“Because I am from a foreign country, he might have thought it was safe.”

“No, that can’t be it. Leon is a cautious man. It must be love, indeed.”

It’s doubtful whether it’s as simple as that.

“Anyway, knowing that a woman like you is by Leon’s side, I feel reassured. Since I’ve watched him since he was born and have no children of my own, he’s like a son to me.”

Lord Montyver seemed to have been in a solitary position for many years, I thought.

However, a kind person like Prince Ghodrove was concerned about him.

“Please support Leon in the future if you wish. If you wish to be together, let’s make every effort.”

“No, I am already married.”

“You ran away from a violent husband, didn’t you?”

“Yes. . . . . .”

It seemed that he had heard about this from Lord Montyver.

Lord Montyver probably admires Prince Ghodrove like a father, but I wish he wouldn’t talk about everything.

“There are countless ways to annul a marriage, feel free to consult me.”

“I’ll just take your sentiment for now.”

The conversation seemed to be over with this.

Prince Ghodrove, who got up, told me to look at Lord Montyver’s face before leaving.

“When you want to know about Leon, please ask him directly. I’m sure he will talk to you.”

“Y, Yes.”

Leaving such words, Prince Ghodrove left the room.

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