Chapter 103 Those People Who Think Of You (2)

Translator: SKAIS

Editor: Eyeful Solstice

Hmm Ricdorian would mutter between his breaths and I could tell he was really struggling.

His fever was very high and his body was sore everywhere and he would groan from time to time. Even the guards that would come down to look at him would say that his condition has become worse and very serious for any of them to medicate. And when I couldnt stand it, I didnt think twice to contact Jair right away.

The day Jair and I talked was the day that only Ricdorian and I were alone in the prison cell. The moment he answered, my fury came rattling up and so I finally blew my temper.

You said he wouldnt get sick too much, right? What the hell! I told him, almost shouting.

Im sure thats what I set it up.

Jair had a perplexing voice. He quickly protested as if he had never expected it or even thought of it.

But for me, it sounded much like an excuse.

If you set it up like that, why was he still hurting? Im sure you said it would only hurt for two days. I queried.

Thats a little strange. Im sure I made it based on what we had agreedIt looks like another external factor was intervening.

Jair assumed.

Beyond the bracelet, Jair seemed to be agonizing.

You said he was still changing personalities when you two were inside the cell, right?

Yes, thats right. I answered him, still flushed from my worries.

Maybe its the change that caused this unexplainable side effect hes going through.

Jair concluded.

Are you saying its a burden on his body? I asked in disbelief.

Yes.

Jair answered plainly.

I didnt hide my absurdity. What was he talking about? It was him who made that happen in the first place. So why didnt he see this coming?

You were the one who made the change in the first place, right? I asked.

As a result, its a good thing for his highness body in the long run.

Jair assured.

Huh in the short term, hell keep hurting like this? I asked, almost shrieking in skepticism.

Im talking like a trifle but still, I held back my anger. Then, I took a deep sigh. Yes, it was useless to be so angry this time.

You cant do anything about it, can you? I said in a calmer tone.

Yes, time is bound to pass. Because thats the process of his highness adapting to his own strength.

Jair answered.

Youre a real quack. The words that I was trying to shoot at him right this instant came to my mind. Jairs powerless voice sounded distressing.

you said he didnt even take the pills you had.

He stated.

Yes, thats right. He didnt even listen to me. I said.

Ive already used the medicine my brother sent me. From cold medicine to body aches medicines to painkillers. None of them worked even a little bit to ease Ricdorians pain.

I see.

He answered somberly.

So far, I thought he was being rude to Ricdorian, but I guess it wasnt without affection.

First of all, Ill get back to you if anything special happens. I told Jair.

Okay, but I dont think I can reach you in two days.

Jair spoke.

Two days? I asked, worried about what he just said.

Yes.

Jairs voice has dropped a little.

Tomorrow I have to hear something from my people here.

Huh?! He doesnt even hide it from me anymore. Jair and I are not really far from being the same. Like me, he is also a prisoner. We both share a secret scheme that we both agreed on. But he sounds very busy in this big cell when he talked about his people.

If one would become a person of Jair, then that would mean theyre Ricdorians. In other words, there seemed to be quite a few people from Harnim side infiltrating a bit in this prison. Anyway, I just shook my head as this was something that had nothing to do with me.

Can I ask you one thing? I asked, unable to overcome my curiosity. Why are you helping Ricdorian so much?

What?

Jair shot back. He sounded surprised.

I was just curious. Before the original work, Ricdorian was just a man who was abused by his father, a child who had no power in the arms of the Archduke.

In fact, there was a phrase that said Archduke Harnim did not think of Ricdorian as his successor before he died, and that he had brought someone else as a collateral. But later on, he will be chased by Ricdorian.

Anyway, is there any reason to follow a boy who has no power or power from now on? I just wondered purely at this thought.

Thats an unexpected question.

Jair stated.

Im just curious. It doesnt mean much. The Ricdorian Ive seen is a prisoner who sometimes appears wounded. In fact, Im not sure about the nobility you said.

Youre mistaken.

Jair protested.

Well then, why cant you leave

his highness

be? I asked Jair.

hmm.

Isnt it right to wonder about that? I added.

Jair was inaudible for a moment. I was almost convinced that hell never give me an answer, but suddenly he spoke in a low and still voice.

He helped me.

It was a short and bold remark. However, those words that seemed to contain the truth had enough power.

I didnt ask any more questions, and I said, I see. Its not that I dont care how Ricdorian helped him, but I didnt want to dig that far.

I think well just have to wait another day for his highness to see his condition. I feel like it wont last until the 5th.

Jair declared.

Just a feeling? I asked him.

The magician has a good sense of feeling, miss.

He quickly returned to his usual playful and relaxed voice.

I somehow get the feeling that Jair was really getting more suspicious. Although he answered my questions, I still have something in my gut that some things dont seem to play right. Anyway, maybe hes really not capable of sharing some sentiments with me, and I respect that.

Okay, Ill see you in two days. I told him.

Yes, please take good care of his highness.

He removed his mischief and playfulness and then asked for it with a grave and serious tone. Then, Jair disappeared.

Taking my hand off the bracelet, I looked down at Ricdorian. Then I reached out and smoothed out the hair covering his face. He looked more peaceful this time, and he wasnt groaning any longer.

Thank goodness. I mumbled, smiling down at him as if he could see my smile.

Upon touching the hair covering his face, the sweaty bangs were subdued, but the unwet parts were as soft as fluff.

Theres someone who thinks of you. I whispered as I continued to play with the tips of his hair.

Well, hell be loved as much as he can later, but not right now. Its heartbreaking to think that this young man was left alone in the cold underground. Soon, I grabbed his hair and folded the tip.

The memory of kissing someone whom I described as young was forgotten for a while. I guess that would be good for me.

Just hang in there. I said.

His eyelids flinched. Rough breaths came through his scarlet lips.

Hah, uh Rough breaths came off his mouth but his eyes were still closed. He must be having a nightmare because his face looked troubled.

I wonder what hes dreaming about.

I bit my lower lip as I thought about how this story ends. Ill be taking my time as his caretaker for now. Because as soon as all of this is over, hell be happy, even without me.

I felt an ache in my chest at the thought, and sighed as I touched his cheeks.

Youll be happy soon. I whispered.

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