When I inford the professor of natural Sciences that Rachel would not be able to go on a school trip and I was staying with her, he reacted surprisingly calmly.
Contrary to my initial expectations that the professor would not consider Rachel's illness a weighty excuse, he agreed to postpone writing a report for us as an exception.
I suspected that he made this decision because he was well aware of the situation. The professor knew that no one at the academy would take care of Rachel except .
It was bitter, but at the sa ti, the truth.
Therefore, I remained doubly grateful to this person. At least soone in this place understood how difficult it was for Rachel to survive in such conditions. Perhaps, after this incident, natural history will beco my favorite subject.
Since almost all the freshn were leaving for extracurricular activities, the academy should be extrely deserted for these couple of days. Since the upperclassn were too busy with exams, they didn't have ti to just wander around the corridors.
Even now, when I was returning from the school dical center, there were fewer people on my way. Everyone was hastily packing up at the hostel, as the departure was already tomorrow.
I asked the nurse for all the necessary antipyretics, herbal tinctures and other things that might be needed. Despite Rachel's claims that she was fine, I still intended to arrange bed rest for her for a few more days.
Even if the girl herself didn't care about her health, I wasn't going to leave everything carelessly. After all, since recently, her welfare has beco my concern too.
On my return, I planned to cook chicken broth for Rachel. I have no idea how effective this redy is, but at least it is more pleasant than the usual tincture.
With a bag filled with supplies from the dical room, I walked along the second floor completely without a second thought. But it turned out that everything was not so simple for .
As if sensing that soone was following all this ti, I turned around sharply and t the familiar gaze of blue eyes.
Only he was missing here.
Noticing my luggage, Philippe Blanche asked anxiously:
— Leriana, are you sick?!
He was going to check my pulse right away, but I didn't let him do it.
— And good morning to you, Your Highness.
anwhile, I noticed that sothing had definitely changed in the guy.
After I coolly refused him at the banquet, we never saw each other. Actually, I was not interested in this topic. This was the page of my life that I wanted to turn over once and for all.
But Philip, apparently, still harbored so hopes.
— Why do you need so many dications? — despite my unequivocal greeting, the prince still continued to ask questions, — Is this sothing serious?
— It's not for , — I decided to answer, — I took dications for Rachel.
Hearing this na, the guy's expression instantly changed. There was an obvious irritability and coldness in his tone.
«So you're going to see her now?»
— Yes, — I said without hesitation, — I need to hurry, so I'm saying goodbye to you, Your Highness.
I had nothing to talk about with Prince Philip, so I intended to leave right away. But he suddenly took my hand.
I was surprised.
«Your Highness, let go!»
— Leriana, you don't know who you've contacted yet! — Philip spoke desperately, — Let prove that she is not who she claims to be.
After the guy started talking so nonsense, I finally got mad at him.
— Your Highness, I can decide for myself with whom I communicate or not…
— no! — He suddenly declared, — You can't!
The Prince continued to hold my wrist, despite repeated requests to stop.
I had no idea what was going on. This Philip was different from his usual self — calm and rational. Right now, he could barely keep his composure.
It was too abrupt a change of character. It's like soone took and changed the original settings in the character to the opposite.
anwhile, I tried to negotiate with him.
«Your Highness, let go and we'll talk normally.»…
«I'll let you go if you promise not to go to that damned girl,» he delivered a sharp ultimatum.
— what?
«I just want to help you.» You'll get into trouble imdiately if you keep ssing with soone like her…
Philippe Blanche could not finish, because the next second he flew sharply to the side and almost hit his head. Once on the floor, he looked up in shock.
I was also surprised to see a figure suddenly appear in front of .
— If you touch my girlfriend again, I'll break all your arms.
The cold warning sounded more like a real threat.
Rachel looked at the Crown Prince contemptuously, as if she were looking at so kind of slug.
— What… What did you say?!
«I said this is the last ti I'm leaving you alive.»
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