<span>Before she could start concocting Kyle’s medicine, she must report to Arnold.


    <span>She asked one of her knight guards to give him a message, who was supposed to be working in the main castle’s office.


    <span>Then, what came back as Arnold’s reply was a simple ‘I understand’.


    <i><span>What a surprise. Since it’s an act bordering diplomacy, it would likely be approved only under the supervision of His Highness Arnold.</i>


    <span>Evidently, he really did intend to let Rishe be as free as possible. She knew she couldn’t see through his true intentions, so she got to work.


    <i><span>First off, I have to make liquid medicine!</i>


    <span>With a basket full of medicinal herbs, Rishe headed to the royal vi as fast as she could. She lit a fire in the kitchen’s furnace to simmer the multiple processed herbs.


    <span>After asking a maid to take care of the pot, Rishe returned to the reception room and questioned Kyle while waiting for the medicine to boil.


    <span>“… I see. So you haven’t had much to eat on the road?”


    <span>Kyle looked down after Rishe asked.


    <span>“It’s embarrassing to admit, but my seasickness is terrible… At sea, I was holed up in my cabin the whole time.”


    <span>“That must have been difficult. So how about after you arrived at Garkhain?”


    <span>“I’ve been sick in the carriage since we’vended…”<span>


    <span>Kyle seemed seriously dejected.


    <span>Michel smiled softly at the sight of the prince, serving.


    <span>“But Kyle did his best too. I think he did a great job battling the nausea.”


    <span>“… Michel, would you stop stroking my head?”<span>


    <span>“I felt sorry for him. He threw up on the fruit too. I did manage to get him to put some water and ice in his mouth, but I’m just not cut out to take care of other people.”


    <span>Michel brushed Kyle’s silver hair with a plop as if he was patting a child.


    <span>“You should have brought an ordinary doctor with you instead of someone like me.”<span>


    <span>Kyle then looked a bit stumped.


    <span>“The queen will give birth soon. The number of doctors serving the royal family is limited, so I should leave as many of them as possible. — Of course, I could have left you behind.”


    <span>“Entirely useless. Childbirth is a wonderful field, but it’s definitely not my area of expertise.”


    <span>“Some time ago, you came back in a bloody mess, saying ‘I was able to witness the birth of a cow.’ Wasn’t that part of your research?”


    <span>“Nope. I’ve never seen one and I was curious, so I just got into it on a whim.”


    <span>“… You’re the one who reduced the Koyor Castle in a state of terror for that reason…”


    <span>Rishe had heard that story too. She heard that there was a greatmotion because of a bloody prowler walking around the castle.


    <span>It was said that not only Michel, but even Kyle, who had nothing to do with it, was called out by the queen and they were both scolded together.


    <i><span>Teacher often looks younger than 18-year-old Prince Kyle, you know. Though no one knows how old he is…</i>


    <span>After all, Michel himself couldn’t remember his age.


    <span>On the outside, Michel looked like he was in his mid tote twenties.


    <span>But sometimes, he seemed more innocent than that, and sometimes he talked like he’s been living a long time.


    <span>“Anyway, we got to eat dinner today. I’m sure Kyle’s strength will recover little at a time.”


    <span>Michel said, but Kyle’s face remained detached.


    <span>“I’m ashamed for being unable to control myself. I need to be more strict with myself…”


    <span>“Prince Kyle.”


    <span>In Koyor, it was moremon to honorably refer to him as ‘Prince’ than ‘Your Highness’.


    <span>So Rishe addressed Kyle that way, just as she had done in her former life.


    <span>“Self-care isn’t about being hard on yourself, it’s about cherishing yourself.”


    <span>“Cherish?”


    <span>“To start with, get plenty of rest; take a long bath; and eat lots of nutritious and delicious food. Stretch out, exercise,ugh a lot, and spend some time having a good time doing what you’re fond of doing.”<span>


    <span>Rishe smiled at Kyle.


    <span>“You need to enjoy your life that way to be healthy.”


    <span>“Enjoy life…”


    <span>Rishe nodded as he chewed on the words repeatedly.


    <span>“Don’t worry about your return. I’ll prepare you some medicine to keep you from getting sick on the ship. You can take it home as a souvenir. I’m sure you’ll have more time to enjoy the scenery this time.”


    <span>Kyle looked a little surprised and then bowed his head deeply.


    <span>“Thank you, Lady Rishe.”


    <span>“No, please don’t dwell on it.”


    <span>She wanted him to get well, apart from diplomatic and other issues.


    <span>As she was contemting, Michel said, “By the way, Rishe. You said it would take some time to concoct the medicine. So, in the meantime, would you like to read this?”


    <span>“!”


    <span>Michel nonchntly pointed to the refining book he brought with him.


    <span>She has been wondering about it for a while now, but one possibility struck her. Like Rishe, Kyle seemed to have noticed it as well.


    <span>“That’s your research record you showed me the other day.”


    <span>“Yes. I wrote it down just like everyone else told me to, but it’s not really my thing. It’s all in my head.”<span>


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