After passing out earlier on, Aeria fell into a deep sleep. She laid in her bed silently.

“She’ll be fine after a bit of rest,” said Davey as he finished Aeria’s examination.

“Perhaps this is related to the disease that she had before?”

“That disease has already been purged completely. It will no longer harm the Imperial Princess,” Davey said firmly. He was sure that the earlier disease was no longer affecting Aeria.

Emperor Deorte nodded at Davey’s firm answer.

“But…” Davey trailed off before shutting his mouth.

‘Whatever this is, it is progressing faster than I expected…’

Davey had heard about a similarly extraordinary situation before. In fact, he had never witnessed such a rapid progression of symptoms even after applying the medicine that he had learned from Hypocria.

“But?” Emperor Deorte asked quietly.

“It’s nothing,” Davey said.

“You can go now. You can leave the rest to the Imperial Family.”

“Let me treat her.”

“What qualifications do you have to do so?”

To Emperor Deorte, it was Davey who had dragged Aeria into such a situation.

If he intended to shake Aeria off completely, Davey should not show contradicting actions right now.

“You’re still immature,” Emperor Deorte said calmly. He then headed toward the window before asking quietly, “Do you know how I met Aeria’s...