[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke novel Chapter 79

Chapter 79: Should I run away, Your Grace

"You don’t look good," Xion chuckled when Rael narrowed his eyes at him.

The little noble boy was issuing a warning. Yes, Xion had started noticing Rael’s patterns, just as he had with most people.

Rather than the hot-headed Ray or the stone-faced Allen, Xion found himself favoring Rael.

Noxian was the exception, though. That child, unlike these nobles, was his sweet little baby. So, there was no comparison.

As for Rael, the boy would smile slightly whenever he was amused. He had also seen Rael smirking before. However, most of the time, he was like a shadow of Allen.

"You have dark circles, kido- I mean your grace," Xion smiled sheepishly at Rael, who merely let out a soft snort.

"Did I not tell you we needed to hurry? I do not have much patience, Xion."

Xion laughed. He didn’t know why, but he felt light and giddy. There was happiness dancing in his heart, brightening his mood.

And it spilled from his eyes, his words, even in the way his fluffy strands bounced with his movements.

"Oh, but you do. At least for me, you do." With a smirk, Xion lazily leaned back, resting his back against the cold bench support.

"And you’re testing it with that mouth of yours."

Xion watched as Rael rose from his seat, only to settle beside him instead. The two of them sat in silence, staring at the statue of Goddess Myrthia.

"Where are we?"

"At the edge of Briarhold."

"Huh?" Xion tilted his head slightly. "You gotta elaborate more than that, Your Grace. I have no clue what Briarhold is. In fact, I don’t know anything about this world."

Darius sighed lightly. Forget it. He is still weak.

"It’s the city under the command of the Augustus family. The same dukedom your father works for."

Now that took Xion by a slight surprise. He knew Marquis Roberto was just a puppet for some duke. The Marquis, or lord, or whatever fancy title they gave him, in the end, the Vaelis family were nothing more than servants to the higher nobility.

"Augustus, huh?" Xion slid down slightly, adjusting his neck to make himself more comfortable. "Should I run away, Your Grace? I don’t want to see them."

Darius watched him closely, noting the weariness that lingered beneath Xion’s playful smile. The Vaelis family... Should I just burn them all?

"Do you want me to help you?" Darius’s voice sounded low, sluggish even. Though his words were anything but. "Say the word, and I will make it happen. But running away... Don’t even think about it."

One of Xion’s worst traits was how easily he got drunk. It was not just booze or heavy alcoholic beverages. Nope. The silly Xion could also get intoxicated by his emotions.

Sad, happy, excitement, anything in a heavy dose, and a certain healer would fly over the edges he would never venture under normal circumstances.

Just like right now.

Xion laughed again, a light sound that seemed to brighten the room. "I won’t go anywhere before I cure you, little one."

"I am not a little one. You are," Darius replied curtly, irritation flickering in his voice. How dare he call me little?

It wouldn’t take more than a minute to scare Xion into a trembling mess, yet as he looked at the boy’s still pale face, adorned with that bright smile, Darius silently turned his gaze toward the statue.

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"Oh, but I am darling. See, I am taller than you," Xion titled his head, his arms crossed over his chest. There was a bright flame in his eyes which left Darius speechless.

The priest had warned him not to remind Xion of anything painful.

The child is in a delicate state. If he is pushed too hard, his mind could snap.

Logically speaking, you should not be calling me such weird names. You should also be bowing down to me, showing your gratefulness because I have saved your life.

"What if I grow up taller than you? Will you call me brother then?" Brother Rael sounded rather nice. Much better than brother Allen...

"You look awfully happy," Darius commented off-handedly. And awfully weak too.