You Think I Won't Talk? Chapter 391 — Stay

"Err... I am making sure these are the correct concoctions, Your Highness." — Concentrated the doctor told the man I couldn’t see eye to.

"Tsk. Then hurry up."

"!...."

After listening to the obvious dislike in his voice... this unfounded doubt felt more real. An off doubt that ca out of nowhere and I know I normally wouldn’t have when it ca to this man... And yet, it made my hands flinch... uncertain if I should let go or not at these incongruent beliefs in my head.

’uh..mh?...huh?... I- why is my head like this...??’ — Confused by how I was acting, my hand kind of forced itself to release him, with lowered head while I felt it circle around, truly troubled because my brain couldn’t make up any ideas that made sense to my heart anymore.

"Lady Marianne."

"–.....??" — Suddenly I felt myself freeze up to the gentle touch he gave my hesitant fingers... Because I couldn’t understand what happened in my head and surroundings, perhaps as an after-effect of everything we lived. — ’I... sorry-uh what?...??’

"... It is alright, my lady... do not think of anything." — My hands were taken in his and gently, one was lifted to reach his lips... leaving a light and brief kiss on my knuckles, stroking it later to comfort and reassure the treatnt would co. — "Treatnt will be given shortly... Lose every concern... I am to stay and guard you until your very chambers so rest will surely heal your exhaustion."

"..."

It overwheld to listen his sweet words. Because I was still confused about today. But aware i was mistaken in what my fuzzy head believed, my eyes moved, unable to remain in one place, unable to keep directly looking at him... And becoming difficult to control. — ’?? ? hm... yeah? R-really?? w- why...’

"... My lady?"

". .. ." — ’Huh? A-am I... haa... am I having a panic attack?? W-why DO I feel like this??’

"... Talmhach, co here right now."

"? What is wrong, your highne-?"

"Co see it yourself!! She’s not fine! Do sothing!!"

"!?! . !!..!" — I jumped to his enraged yell, feeling my lungs overwheld by the quick breaths I was taking unable to slow them down even though I wanted to.

The Doctor probably jumped just as I did, quickly going to our side, and having trouble getting between us as I held onto the prince without moving an inch.

"... Your Highness, do please give space."

’haa.. N.. NnNo...d-don’t...’ — I asked inside, aware in my panic that their hands were being careful not to force away even though it would have been easy to get my hands off of the crown prince as I had no real power in to go against it.

Nevertheless, the silence he made was followed by the unsure call of the Doctor. — "... Your Highness...?" — And it wasn’t short after that his voice ca out as his hands stroked mine, settling along its touch so calmness in us even if little.

"I won’t move." — Certain he said. — "Tell what to do instead. Her breathing isn’t common."

"... A-alright, please remain composed, stay near and calm the ninth down." — The doctor said, going back as he talked in hast to finish the concoctions he was making... Which were boiling over a fla I could say ca from an archaic tool.

"How."

"?? Er... Tell good things to her, to not be worried anymore... Umh, pardon yet I need concentration, Your Highness! I am certain you will give ease to the Ninth!!"

It was as if I was listening to them far and close at the sa ti. It was unstoppable nausea I was feeling at this point and I could tell that the outlash of doing the impossible in this body did have a price... one I would later think was way better than falling comatose like a few months ago shortly after I arrived.

I was too focused on finding help in his hands and sleeves I couldn’t find out right then and there that he was nervous... but his voice still ca to seemingly calm. Kind and caring... to which the sight of his expression joined since he crouched a little so my eye could et his... always with my hands in his.

"My lady, please do not fret... properly inhale..." — He started. — "Do look at and see... nothing is wrong. Near us, much less with by your side."

’urgh.. Fuh.. Nh I- I c-can’t...’

"No danger is around... Take this hand and recall that I am to support you."

’nh.. I... Huff nh.. !’

The revolting restlessness was still within even after he said that so nicely, and I stared at him, into his lovely violet gems for eyes he had... probably showing in my expression the difficulty I was experiencing with these sensations.

Yet I tried to breathe in even if my pace was already ssed up to get properly taken.

My hands took his more firmly... and I begged ourselves to get it together... to make this panic attack fade... truly aware that his words were true because I’ve seen and felt it more than once...

’Co on... haa... D-don’t be like this...nh...hn... there really isn’t anything to worry about... Huff l-lets calm down...’ — I tried to convince ourselves, holding his hands as strongly as I could believing my body would find the reassurance our heart did to his presence and care.

To the point of even making us conscious of the effort our face was making while concentrating our efforts since we were frowning and he made us aware of it... with a soft voice and a caring thumb that escaped our grip after announcing it.

"My lady, do believe ..." — He said, moving slightly his hand before escaping ours. — "It is alright... this expression, I beg of you... do not wear it... for if it is fright or your effort to lose it that is being shown, then your visage does not deserve it..."

"....!?"

It was then that his thumb gently ca to stroke between our eyebrows the frown we were making... trying to erase it with a kind touch that my hand tried to uselessly prevent since I wanted to keep holding his hand.