Should I?
I can’t.
But Charlize… … she’s the exception because she’s trustworthy.
Leaning his head against the pillow, Damian opened his mouth with a raspy voice.
“You know that I inherited the power of the divine beast, right?”
“Yes, I know, but… …”
“Great power comes with a price.”
Damian explained in detail.
The power of the divine beast was a double-edged sword for him.
Had it not been for the power of the divine beast, it would have been impossible to survive the assassins and their ceaseless search for him.
Even the emperor took into consideration the power before sending an assassin.
However, due to Damian’s immature body, it was onerous to control the power of the divine beast.
As a consequence, every month to half a year, Damian would suffer from fevers.
By chance, the cycle was irregular, so I’ve been able to hold out by pretending it was a cold … …
“… … Ever since I’ve been suffering from fevers for about three years now.”
Damian despite being drowsy, managed to give a strained smile as to somehow disregard all he had previously said.
In fact, in this situation, there was no way to fundamentally subdue the fever.
Because it was impossible to drive the power of the divine beast from his body.
‘However.’
In an instant, Damian’s eyes narrowed.
Looking back, this current fever seems to be progressing quite lightly.
Usually, it was difficult to even stay alert until the fever subsided.
Why is that?
Charlize had been listening attentively to Damian’s explanation as if bewitched, was slow to speak.
Her voice was shaky.
“It’s always been like this… … you’ve always been sick?”
“••••••Huh?”
It was a question that caught Damian off guard, perplexing him.
Before he knew it, Charlize’s face was racked with guilt.
“I am… … I should have come to you sooner, Crown Prince,” said Charlize, anguish clearly written on her face.
“Lize, it’s not your fault.”
“No, it is my fault.”
Her eyes reflected her adamance as she said that.
“What’s wrong with me,” thought Damian.
He didn’t mean to make her feel guilty.
Damian lied in bed, puzzled on what to say but there was no time to dwell on what questions to ask.
It was because Charlize had jumped up from her seat.
“Crown Prince.”
“••••••Huh?”
“Isn’t it okay if I let her majesty, the empress know that your fever is different?”
At those words, Damian fell silent for a moment.
His ‘fevers’ was a very sensitive issue for him, it was of the utmost importance for it to remain a secret.
If word reached the emperor’s ears that Damian was ill on a regular basis, he would unquestionably exploit this weakness to kill Damian.
But what if she only lets the empress know that I’m sick?
“You’ll only tell her that I’ve caught a cold. Right?”
In that moment, Charlize earnestly spoke her mind.
Suddenly, her eyes were teary again.
“Until now, you’ve been lying to me that it was a cold.”
“I won’t let you do this, you need to see a doctor for medical treatment.”
In the end, Damian was bested by Charlize’s dogged persistence but mainly due to her puppy-like eyes.
In light of the Empress’s previous protection of Damian, it seemed that she was not in the least as hostile to him as the Emperor.
Besides, just seeing the trust Charlize placed in the Empress, astounded Damian. It was as immoveable as a boulder. It made him think, ‘Somehow… … I want to believe it too.’
Damian nodded, giving his approval for Charlize to tell the empress.
“… … If you really want to, do it.”
Then, Charlize’s face brightened up at his approval, ecstatic that Damian finally agreed.
Charlize opened her eyes and clasped her hands.
“I’m going now, I’ll tell the empress immediately and come back with a doctor!”
“Okay,” replied Damian in a now weary voice.
“Stay put until then. You have to pull yourself together!”
Charlize then dashed out of the room with all the speed her little legs could take her, looking back at Damian over and over again.
Damian watched her leave as he laid in bed in a collapsed position.
The fever brought about endless heat that caused pain in his temple while his vision began to blur.
Raising his hand towards his mouth and exhaling, his breath was still hot.
However… ….
‘… … Absolute serenity.’
Unlike his previous experiences, there was no tinnitus, similar to the buzzing of a bee, characteristic of a fever.
The world was silent.
His body was hot but his head was cool.
Damian’s judgment was relatively intact, and there was no sign of fainting.
‘Charlize… … Was it because you were by my side?’
Damian, who had thought so involuntarily, smiled faintly.
That’s an absurd guess.
Damian thought to himself, at very least just what kind of power does this little maid have to calm the fever?
Ah, Charlize told me to keep calm.
Damian’s fever caught up to him as his eyelids became too heavy to keep open.
Slowly closing his eyes, Damian looked forward to seeing Charlize again but also wondered how the empress would react.
Should I?
I can’t.
But Charlize… … she’s the exception because she’s trustworthy.
Leaning his head against the pillow, Damian opened his mouth with a raspy voice.
“You know that I inherited the power of the divine beast, right?”
“Yes, I know, but… …”
“Great power comes with a price.”
Damian explained in detail.
The power of the divine beast was a double-edged sword for him.
Had it not been for the power of the divine beast, it would have been impossible to survive the assassins and their ceaseless search for him.
Even the emperor took into consideration the power before sending an assassin.
However, due to Damian’s immature body, it was onerous to control the power of the divine beast.
As a consequence, every month to half a year, Damian would suffer from fevers.
By chance, the cycle was irregular, so I’ve been able to hold out by pretending it was a cold … …
“… … Ever since I’ve been suffering from fevers for about three years now.”
Damian despite being drowsy, managed to give a strained smile as to somehow disregard all he had previously said.
In fact, in this situation, there was no way to fundamentally subdue the fever.
Because it was impossible to drive the power of the divine beast from his body.
‘However.’
In an instant, Damian’s eyes narrowed.
Looking back, this current fever seems to be progressing quite lightly.
Usually, it was difficult to even stay alert until the fever subsided.
Why is that?
Charlize had been listening attentively to Damian’s explanation as if bewitched, was slow to speak.
Her voice was shaky.
“It’s always been like this… … you’ve always been sick?”
“••••••Huh?”
It was a question that caught Damian off guard, perplexing him.
Before he knew it, Charlize’s face was racked with guilt.
“I am… … I should have come to you sooner, Crown Prince,” said Charlize, anguish clearly written on her face.
“Lize, it’s not your fault.”
“No, it is my fault.”
Her eyes reflected her adamance as she said that.
“What’s wrong with me,” thought Damian.
He didn’t mean to make her feel guilty.
Damian lied in bed, puzzled on what to say but there was no time to dwell on what questions to ask.
It was because Charlize had jumped up from her seat.
“Crown Prince.”
“••••••Huh?”
“Isn’t it okay if I let her majesty, the empress know that your fever is different?”
At those words, Damian fell silent for a moment.
His ‘fevers’ was a very sensitive issue for him, it was of the utmost importance for it to remain a secret.
If word reached the emperor’s ears that Damian was ill on a regular basis, he would unquestionably exploit this weakness to kill Damian.
But what if she only lets the empress know that I’m sick?
“You’ll only tell her that I’ve caught a cold. Right?”
In that moment, Charlize earnestly spoke her mind.
Suddenly, her eyes were teary again.
“Until now, you’ve been lying to me that it was a cold.”
“I won’t let you do this, you need to see a doctor for medical treatment.”
In the end, Damian was bested by Charlize’s dogged persistence but mainly due to her puppy-like eyes.
In light of the Empress’s previous protection of Damian, it seemed that she was not in the least as hostile to him as the Emperor.
Besides, just seeing the trust Charlize placed in the Empress, astounded Damian. It was as immoveable as a boulder. It made him think, ‘Somehow… … I want to believe it too.’
Damian nodded, giving his approval for Charlize to tell the empress.
“… … If you really want to, do it.”
Then, Charlize’s face brightened up at his approval, ecstatic that Damian finally agreed.
Charlize opened her eyes and clasped her hands.
“I’m going now, I’ll tell the empress immediately and come back with a doctor!”
“Okay,” replied Damian in a now weary voice.
“Stay put until then. You have to pull yourself together!”
Charlize then dashed out of the room with all the speed her little legs could take her, looking back at Damian over and over again.
Damian watched her leave as he laid in bed in a collapsed position.
The fever brought about endless heat that caused pain in his temple while his vision began to blur.
Raising his hand towards his mouth and exhaling, his breath was still hot.
However… ….
‘… … Absolute serenity.’
Unlike his previous experiences, there was no tinnitus, similar to the buzzing of a bee, characteristic of a fever.
The world was silent.
His body was hot but his head was cool.
Damian’s judgment was relatively intact, and there was no sign of fainting.
‘Charlize… … Was it because you were by my side?’
Damian, who had thought so involuntarily, smiled faintly.
That’s an absurd guess.
Damian thought to himself, at very least just what kind of power does this little maid have to calm the fever?
Ah, Charlize told me to keep calm.
Damian’s fever caught up to him as his eyelids became too heavy to keep open.
Slowly closing his eyes, Damian looked forward to seeing Charlize again but also wondered how the empress would react.
