[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke novel Chapter 115

Chapter 115: Xion is Officially Booked For a Date?

Xion was still caught in the heat of his embarrassment. His ears burned red as he buried his face in his hands.

What had he been thinking back then? How could he be so stupid?

He groaned and rolled onto his side, only for a sharp pain to shoot through his swollen ankle.

"Ugh, damn it!" He winced, rubbing his ankle gently on the bedsheet.

The ache did not subside, but his sulking and embarrassment were soon interrupted by a loud knock at the door.

"Xion? Are you still in there?"

The voice sounded unfamiliar to him. He instinctively wanted to yell, to tell the person to go away. But it was not his home for him to act this willful.

Patting his cheeks and willing his frantic heart to calm down, he spoke, "Come i-"

Before he could properly end his words and tell the person to come inside, the door swung open with a swish. It slammed against the wall with a loud thud.

Xion had to cover his ears to save them from the loudness of it all. _{freēwēbηovel.c૦m}

Baffled, he looked at the visitor only for his mouth to open wide.

The tall male was dressed in a loose silk shirt and elegantly embroidered vest that hugged his slender frame. His golden hair gleamed under the room’s crystal lighting, and Xion felt the room illuminating just by his presence.

There, in front of him, was none other than the nephew of his majesty, Nikolai Valaria.

"Y-Your Highness?" Xion’s words came out more of a question as if he still was not sure if what he saw was right or if he was simply hallucinating from too much thinking.

With a sheepish smile, the prince shut the door close, and this time, he made sure to lock it gently, "My bad for being so impatient."

With the increasing noise of footsteps getting closer to him, Xion finally came to his senses.

With a hasty move, he threw away the duvet and tried to get up to greet the prince.

However, Nikolai was faster. Within a few steps, he was already standing closer to the bed.

"Hey, don’t move," the prince chided Xion, a light frown etched on his pretty face. "It took so long to patch you up."

Xion was pushed back on his seat and covered with the blanket in a swift move.

Thinking about the last incident where Xion almost labelled Nikolai as a crazy person, he hesitated before muttering an apology.

"I am sorry, Your Highness. I did not recognize you last time."

If I did, I would have charged you more fees! Damn it, I lost the ticket to win the lottery of gold!

Even though he was thinking like a greedy businessman, there was a faint worry lingering on his face. After all, he had indeed treated the prince as a normal person.

Suddenly, he recalled Darius again. Had he not treated the archduke as a normal person too?

Oh, lord! Why am I treating every powerful person as an average citizen?!

He suddenly wished not to meet any more people from the higher hierarchy than he already had.

But before that, he needed to deal with this golden prince.

"I am really sorry," While speaking, Xion bowed his head.

But much to his surprise, Nikolai simply waved his hand, dismissing his words, "Don’t mention it. I actually liked it when you called me Nikolai."

He sat down on the chair beside Xion without hesitation. It was the same chair where Darius had sat all night, waiting for Xion to wake up.

But none of them knew it, and even if Nikolai knew, the prince was not stupid enough to give his rival any chance.

Yeah, he had found Xion both valuable and worthy to be kept by his side.

"How are you feeling? Any discomfort? My people can come any time you wish for."

Xion looked at the prince, whose golden eyes had only his reflection.

Suddenly, Xion found himself too shy to look directly at Nikolai. Just who made this prince so unfairly attractive?

He really was the type of person who could make his debut in the entertainment industry just on the basis of his face. A real-life Prince Charming.

So, the certain face-con who was hit by the pretty faces one after another felt the heat rising on his cheeks. Not wanting to make a fool of himself in front of his prince charming-

Ah, no. He meant the prince.

Xion was both anxious and nervous. First, he did not have the capital to deny the prince, and second... why does Nikolai have to look handsome?