[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke Chapter 116: Sketch Me Not. Date Me Not

"Anyway." Nikolai stretched lazily, forcing the dazed Xion to focus on him again, "Since you’re awake, let’s talk about sothing more important."

"More important?"

"Yes. The banquet. And more specifically, your dear brother." Nikolai’s playful expression faded into seriousness.

Xion had not seen Soren or his father after the banquet. So, he had no idea what had happened to them. Nor did he bother to know about it.

However, that was under the premise that they would not co and trouble him again.

The last ti he heard about them was from Brother Allen. He was inford that the Vaelis family had been punished for hurting Nikolai.

"Is there sothing wrong?" Xion’s fingers clenched around the bedsheet. "Are they here? Are they looking for ?"

Xion might have panicked even more if Nikolai had not patted his hand.

"They are not here, nor can they reach you." He took Xion’s hand back in his palm, easily noticing the difference between them.

Xion’s hands were slender. They looked long, but they were actually smaller than Nikolai’s. How convenient it is to hold...

"And as long as that block of ice is with you, you don’t have to worry about them approaching you."

Yes, Xion mused. It was indeed like this. Darius was like a super strong figure, and no one was stupid enough to provoke him.

Well, other than the stupid ...

Xion could not deny the fact that Darius was actually a very good support, especially in this world where nobles prevailed over everything. But he really did not want to scare himself to death by staying near the archduke.

"Then why are you scaring ?" Xion yanked his hand back from the soft grip.

Although Nikolai didn’t seem like a bad prince, he was a little too touchy.

With the experience he had gained until now, Xion did not even dare to go on a date with Nikolai without telling it to Rael- No, he ant Ray.

I am going to tell everything to Ray and Brother Allen.

As for Darius, if it was not a dical ergency, he was going to stay as far away as possible.

Nodding to himself internally, he focused his gaze on the prince who was silently observing him.

"You did not answer my question, Your Highness."

"I am not scaring you, Doll. As for why I ntioned them..." Nikolai rested his chin on his palm. His golden eyes sparkled under the sunlight’s gleam.

Xion was almost hypnotized by the glowing face, if not for the next words uttered from those cherry lips.

"Soren has lost his hands—both of them. And now, considering that your other brother is very young, Roberto might co to you."

Xion knew what it ant. The twins, being only twelve this year, were enrolled in the Noble academy, while he, at fifteen, had never even been asked if he wanted to go to school.

If it had not been for the orphanage boss teaching little Xion how to read and write, Xion would have been illiterate.

Illiterate... It was not a bad excuse to use if it ant getting rid of the Vaelis family. After all, even if it was for a temporary cause, they would never trust him with the Marquis estate.

And the heir could not be illiterate.

"Wait a minute!" Xion’s eyes suddenly widened as he noticed the very important thing he had missed.

"How do you even know ? I never told you my na, nor have I shown you my face. Have I?"

Under Xion’s distrustful eyes, Nikolai smiled. The corners of his lips stretched to the extre and a wide grin filled his entire face.

"Oh, you did not notice?" Nikolai laughed but this ti when he reached for Xion’s hand, the healer vigilantly scooted away.

"Hey, don’t look at like that. I an, I knew you because I recognized your hands. They are very pretty."

Xion spread his fingers and looked at his palm and then at the back. There was nothing special about them, just ten fingers with moving ability.

Perhaps his doubt was too obvious, the prince took the initiative to explain.

"I am a painter. And from my perspective, your hands, your body, your face, even your ears are very pretty."

Xion scooted straight to the other edge of the bed. "Yeah, I don’t think I can go on a date with you, Your Highness."

Nikolai, ever the easygoing person, chuckled. Without a doubt, he was amused by the way Xion reacted to him.

It was so different from people when they knew his identity.

No wonder Darius wanted to keep the Doll to himself. But who said he could not fight for it?

With his raven black hair and those clear eyes, it was impossible not to link him to the sacred angel. Not to ntion, the peculiar healing thods.

"Actually, I want to paint you. That was the main reason I ca here."

If he could not directly take Xion away, then the thod of slow seduction would do just perfectly as it had always done so until now.

Anyway, Xion was not indifferent to him, and his face had a special effect on him, which was a very good thing.

If Xion had heard Nikolai’s internal thoughts, he would have kicked the prince out on the spot.

I only get a bit shy when I et good-looking people, what do you an you have a special effect on ?

Even a beggar with a good face would be the sa to as you!

Luckily, Xion could not hear it. Hence, it saved him from unnecessary anger.

It wasn’t like he had never heard of painters. They were artists who could find beauty even in the strangest things.

They were also very particular about whom to draw and what to sketch.

Nikolai had indeed helped him, twice at that. So, it should not be too much to agree to this request.

Thinking like this, Xion agreed. "That’s fine by . But I won’t strip, nor will I pose in a strange way."

The cunning fox prince achieved his goal. So, in a good mood, he smiled brightly at Xion. "I am glad you agreed. I will see you in the evening. Until then, goodbye, Doll."

"Goodbye, Your Highness."

Xion waited for the door to shut close and snorted in annoyance. If there was anything he hated other than perverts, they were the sudden nicknas given to him by unknown people.

What Doll? I am a human, treat like one!