[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke novel Chapter 66

Chapter 66: Whom To Serve?

Xion had been asked to change into the outfit provided by Lady Nazia. He did not mind that though.

What puzzled him, however, was Ray’s abrupt request for him to conceal his healing abilities.

"Can you pretend to be a special servant for His Grace? It will make the rest of the journey easier," The knight had hesitantly asked him earlier that morning.

As to what special servant meant, he had directly asked Rael when he went to check his body.

Holding onto his wrist, he looked at the small figure pretending to read from the yellowed parchment.

Due to the energy supplement, Rael’s body was indeed in better condition. However, the moment those blue pills stopped, Moonshade Affliction would dominate again.

"Rae-" Xion narrowly saved himself from using the name again. Old habits were hard to break.

"Your grace, am I your special servant from now on?"

His words made Darius pause, his jaw tightening slightly as he finally turned to face the healer.

That same smile, that same radiance. It was truly...

"You? My servant?" Darius placed the parchment on the side and fixed Xion with his full attention.

Just like back at the inn, Xion sat cross-legged on the carpeted floor, an old habit he had developed while studying. His steady gaze set on Darius, silently waiting for answers.

"Do you even know what a special servant does?" Darius’ voice was tinged with curiosity as he wondered what kind of response he might receive.

"Umm... someone who stays with you all day and night? Takes care of your food, your clothing, all the little things?" Xion scratched his chin while thinking about what more to add.

In his sense, a servant only had those types of jobs. Nevertheless, looking at the tiny smirk and a teasing glint in Rael’s eyes, Xion tried to think hard but to no avail.

Darius had indeed asked Ray to hide Xion in a way so he would not draw too much attention. But it was up to the knight to decide how.

Special servants, as the name implied, were indeed special in their own way. They took care of their master’s every need, from dawn till dusk.

However, unlike the mundane tasks of food and clothing, their true purpose lay in serving their master in bed.

That was the only demand they were expected to fulfill.

Xion as his special servant... The thought was amusing, to say the least. That too, when Xion would have to follow him in his original form.

"How old are you?" Darius asked, even though he already knew Xion was an adult.

"I just turned 16," Xion said, almost blurting out his real age, twenty-four. Actually, it should be twenty-five now.

"You have been an adult for three years, and yet..." Darius trailed off, shaking his head in exasperation. How can someone be so naive at your age?

There were nobles who married as soon as they came of age. At thirteen, they were already ready to start their own families.

Unlike Xion who likely knew nothing beyond his healing knowledge.

Xion was confused at Rael’s cryptic words. He knew he was an adult according to the rules of this world but what was that yet for?

Now, forgive Xion for not understanding the real meaning behind those words.

To him, Rael was only eleven, and with him as Rael’s special servant, it simply meant he would care for him, much like a nanny would for a child.

How could he possibly connect something like pleasure to Rael?

Darius chuckled lightly, "Just be my aide."

Xion’s eyes widened a fraction, and Darius suddenly realized he liked the way he filled all the blue.

"Aide! Yes, I will be your friend!" Xion giggled happily. In his mind, an aide was just another word for a friend.