[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke novel Chapter 32

Chapter 32: Dining with the Archduke

Xion fumbled into his bag, his fingers brushed against a vial. He pulled it out, only to realize it was the painkillers.

Ignoring the fruity smell wafting out of his bag, he almost buried his head inside before finally pulling out the small glass bottle. Opening the cork, he tilted it, and a small pill fell into his palm.

Throwing the now-closed bottle back into the bag, he rushed over to Rael. "Eat the breakfast first, then take this pill."

Xion looked at the pancakes he had made earlier and wondered if he should go back and cook a simple porridge.

But Darius did not give him much time to think. His movements were unhurried yet effortlessly graceful.

Each piece of pancake was cut with precision, and each bite was taken with the utmost care as if he were performing for an invisible audience.

Even if he was covered with a fluffy duvet, that did not deter his inherent elegance.

Xion slid into his chair, his gaze fixed on Rael. He knew it was rude to stare, but there was something mesmerizing about the way the silver-haired boy moved, as if the world bent to his rhythm.

Damn it, how am I supposed to eat now? What if I accidentally spill something? Or worse, what if I forget to put the food in my mouth and somehow end up smearing it on my face?

Lucky for him, a knight in shining armor came to save him from the nervousness of eating with a literal celebrity.

"Your Grace, Allen is here. If you permit, he would like to examine you." _{freewebnøvel.coɱ}

Ray waited patiently as Darius finished another slow, meticulous bite before giving a small nod.

Wearing his hood back, Xion silently scooted his chair a bit far from the table. Glad that there was something to distract Darius from his messy eating though it was not messy in the first place.

Allen, as Ray had said, was the healer specially trained to serve Darius.

The moment Xion saw a cold-faced healer entering the tent, something clicked in his mind. Wasn’t this the guy helping Berry that day?

The tall healer with a slim build had soft brown hair and sunset-orange eyes that seemed to glow faintly in the dim light. Yes, he had seen this guy when he healed Berry for the last time.

As Xion took a peek at the male who was even taller than Ray, Allen too was secretly observing him.

He bowed gracefully before kneeling beside Darius, offering his palm. Darius placed his hand lightly atop Allen’s without a word.

Xion tried to focus on his food but could not stop himself from sneaking peeks at the flickering tendrils of yellow mana that shimmered faintly between the two hands.

"You need to rest, your Grace. And sleep. A proper sleep or your body will deteriorate faster," A low husky voice echoed and Xion gulped his food subconsciously.

Damn, he sounds hot! Do you have to look nice while also sound nice? Where is the justice here?

Suppressing a huff, Xion took another bite of his meal, more aggressively than necessary.

"Is the bed not to your liking, Your Grace?" Ray asked cautiously. "Or shall we consult someone who specializes in sleeplessness?"

Darius shook his head in denial.

That slight noise made three pairs of eyes turn to him in unison. Ray’s blue eyes screamed You absolute idiot which Xion chose to ignore.