My Husband is a King
Accusations in Disruption
"Hamba excuse me, Her Majesty the Queen. I'll be back the next month for the next therapy." Prince Arshlan tried to resign.
He again wiped a sizable sweat from his forehead.
Out of the queen's room, she slightly limped and clung to the wall.
That black energy sucked up its own internal energy. So it's weakened enough.
"Are you okay, Prince?" asked the senior doctor of the palace when they happened to meet in the hallway.
The prince smiled as he nodded, even though the circumstances were not. He leaned against the walls of the palace corridor, while one hand rested on his knees.
"Do you need help, Prince?"
"I'm fine, Doctor," elak prince Arshlan grimaced with pain.
"Please leave me," the prince asked again.
"But ...." The doctor hesitated to leave Prince Arshlan in such a state. But he cannot argue. "Good, Prince. Excuse me."
With a little worry, the doctor left the prince who was holding back the pain. Although his steps turned around, but he slightly glanced at the condition of the prince using the tail of his eyes.
Prince Arshlan tried to re-establish his body, he tried to stand upright while wiping his sweat, so that he looked fine. Because he was about to cross paths with a girl who had just walked out of the bedroom door towards him.
The girl's gaze was always as sharp and suspicious as ever. The prince did not want to look like he was in pain in front of him.
The girl got closer, and their positions passed.
Intend to ignore it, because he himself is holding his body that increasingly feels shivering. The princess stopped right in front of him.
Prince Arshlan exhaled harshly, he did not even want to speak anything.
Prince Arshlan stared flatly at the princess, his tongue too faint to answer.
"Let's just say, you've managed to seduce my mother more and more. I know, from yesterday's decision you also asked a small part of Noirland to enter Yorksland territory, right?" princess Estelle's lips to the prince.
"Now do you seduce my mother again by pretending to say that my mother is seriously ill so that my mother panics and asks for your help?" the princess continued with her accusation.
Because of what daughter Estelle knew, her mother was just a regular asthma sufferer. He was upset when his mother secretly made a pact with Prince Arshlan, and wanted to go to therapy with the prince. He did not believe that Prince Arshlan could treat his mother's asthma.
"I never expected, even you are still trying to take advantage of us who are weak."
Prince Arshlan remained silent about the accusations of princess Estelle, he felt he had no more energy to stand up.
"Ssssh," sizzled the cold Prince Arshlan and tried to embrace himself.
Princess Estelle glared at Prince Arshlan strangely.
What is this show again? It's cold here, but why does he look so cold? Even I could hold it in with just a layer of warm clothes.
The princess took a peek from top to bottom, she saw that the suit and warm clothes used by the prince of Arshlan were quite thick.
While the prince leaned back against the wall of the corridor because he could no longer stand up.
"What is this drama again? You shouldn't be cold in that thick shirt." Princess Estelle approached the prince. He leaned his face on Prince Arshlan.
"Maybe you can fool my mother with this charade, but not with me. You won't fool me easily because I don't believe you!"
Prince Arshlan returned a cursory gaze from the princess. "Have you finished talking?"