Chapter 137 He Cares for Me
Hugh paused, then resumed his explanation.
Elowen carefully noted down every word.
Hugh looked at the elegant, graceful handwriting. Cassian sure gets lucky.
As he finished his last instruction, Elowen completed her notes.
It was hot, and she was so focused that a fine sheen of sweat clung to her forehead.
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She looked down at the paper, then unconsciously rubbed her knee-the pain was intense.
“Does Your Grace have an old knee injury?” Hugh asked suddenly.
Elowen looked up, surprised. “You could tell?”
Hugh shook his head. “No.”
“Huh?”
“Some time ago, I received a letter from His Grace, urging my early return to Vanelle for an important matter. Just now, when I saw him, he said it was to have me treat Your Grace’s knees.”
Elowen was utterly stunned.
So that’s why. In her past life, Hugh hadn’t returned. Now, he was back early.
Not because Cassian woke sooner, but because Cassian remembered her injury.
“Don’t worry,” Hugh continued. “I have promised His Grace. I can cure your knees, for good.”
Having said all he needed, Hugh prepared to leave.
Elowen rose to see him out, but he waved her off “On rainy days, your knees must ache more than usual. Please, rest.”
Elowen didn’t insist, asking Cora to escort him instead.
She lowered her eyes to her knees.
The pain persisted, sharpening with the increasing downpour.
She couldn’t recall ever complaining to Cassian about her knee pain. She didn’t know how he
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had found out, or why he had remembered, even summoning a physician specifically for her.
It seemed… he truly did care for her.
At the Crown Prince’s Wing—
Leonhart and Alaric sat by the window, a chess board between them. Leonhart held a piece, scowling for ages.
Alaric tapped the table. “Hurry up.”
After a long struggle, Leonhart finally tossed the piece down. “I concede.”
He flopped back, grabbing a cushion and hugging it, gazing out at the relentless rain. “It’s coming down harder.”
As if struck by a thought, he murmured, “I wonder if Elow-”
Across from him, Alaric caught the syllable instantly, his brow furrowing deeply.
Leonhart, realizing his slip, paused and corrected himself. “I wonder if Aunt Elowen’s knees still hurt.”
Alaric’s jaw tightened. “What does her pain have to do with you?”
Leonhart thought it over. “Because we were friends. It’s normal for friends to care.”
Alaric snorted derisively.
“And,” Leonhart glanced at him, “Alaric, while her knee pain may have nothing to do with me, they do have something to do with you. You should visit her more or send her something as a gesture. After all, she was injured saving you.”
At those last words, Alaric flew into a rage. He swept his arm across the table, sending the board and pieces scattering to the floor.
Leonhart, caught off guard, flinched.
“Saving me?” Alaric hissed through clenched teeth. “I didn’t force her to do it. Did I beg her?”
Leonhart shrank back. He didn’t agree with the statement but dared not argue.
“Besides,” Alaric continued coldly, “if she hadn’t pestered and begged me to leave the palace that day, we wouldn’t have encountered that carriage, and she wouldn’t have fallen. In the end, she brought it on herself. It’s not my fault!”
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He sneered, narrowing his eyes, “And you want me to visit her? She’s too busy trying to seduce Uncle Cassian every day. If I went, I’d likely see something unsightly.”
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