q“The only one who can save you now is Dr. Felch. However, I highly doubt you'll have a chance with her, Your Highness. Please don't let your emotions cloud your judgment,” Robin warned with a sigh.
“Is it because of Mr. Lindberg?” William retorted, clearly refusing to call it quits. “I know I can't compete with him now, but if I fully recover someday and inherit the throne, things will be different...”
“If you became king, you'd have even less say in your marriage,” Robin reminded. “You'd be expected to marry a woman who can help secure your throne.”
William suddenly recalled Danrique's words and felt his heart burn with hope. “Mr. Lindberg was right. Only when we've hit rock bottom will we do whatever it takes to reach the peak. After all, we want to be our authentic selves!”
“W-Well—”
“If I have to stay in the dark for the rest of my life, then so be it,” William interrupted. “But if I ever get the chance to be king and stand on top of the world, I'll definitely marry the woman I love!”
The prince was full of hope, which was the one thing that had helped him through the longest, darkest days of his life and kept him going.
As such, Robin couldn't bear to persuade him otherwise, nor did he want to dash his hopes.
Before Francesca entered William's life, he had come close to resigning himself to his fate. Her appearance, however, quickly became his beacon of light. No matter how much effort it might take to win her over, William knew it'd all be worth it.
More importantly, he finally found a goal to strive toward, a purpose to live for, and the motivation to carry on.
Meanwhile, Francesca had returned home, but she couldn't stop thinking about William's condition. She was fairly certain that someone had harmed the prince, and even though the signs of poisoning weren't visible yet, she knew a thorough checkup the next day would definitely confirm her suspicions.
She had previously heard Robin talk about how sinister and scheming the royal family was, and she'd never forget William's paleness and melancholy expression when she first met him.
In fact, the first time he smiled was when Francesca took him out for some much-needed sun. They had rescued an injured bird, and as he watched the bird spread its wings to fly away, a smile finally crept across his face.
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