The Royal Military Academy's Impostor Owns a Dungeon [BL] novel Chapter 893

Chapter 893: Very Good Tea

Xavier could not help but narrow his eyes at the situation.

He trusted Luca with everything, and there was no question about the possibility of him desiring this man in the same way his wife loved him. That part was unshakable.

But was it really necessary to poison his eyes with another person’s body?

If Luca simply wanted to compare muscles again, then stripping would not have been a problem. Xavier was perfectly capable of that.

But this was different.

Twenty seconds had passed.

His wife was still staring.

And gasping.

Twice, even.

That was too much.

Xavier felt the familiar urge to intervene rise in his chest, only to restrain himself at the last moment. Despite his instinctive reaction earlier, Luca was entitled to look where he wanted. He shouldn’t police him in that way because it was part of his autonomy and natural freedom.

But that didn’t mean Xavier had to sit there and suffer.

In such cases it was up to him to do a little landscaping by taking care of unpalatable fixtures.

But just as the Imperial Crown Prince was about to begin mentally clearing the room, his wife suddenly stepped back.

Then, without warning, he turned and bolted out the door.

"???"

The room fell into a standstill.

A very awkward standstill.

One born from the stunned silence of those who had just been left behind.

For some reason, no one moved. Not the elders. Not Rahil. Not even Doctor Philip, who had gone from kindly observer to deeply uncertain witness.

Theo swallowed.

Maybe this was the real emergency.

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He was only partially wrong.

It was an emergency. A critical one.

Luca sprinted through the corridor like his life depended on it.

At first, he hadn’t been certain. He had been nervous about the probability of getting it wrong but then he saw another something and even verified that all the somethings were, in fact, very real.

There was no mistake.

He had to be right.

So Luca shot toward the entrance of the booth so fast it looked like he was flying.

What nobody expected was the sudden skid.

He slid to a stop right in front of the free sample stall, heels scraping loudly against the floor.

Customers waiting in line yelped in surprise.

The Orcish Princess nearly dropped the tray she was holding.

She had just finished praising a child for their excellent form and posture when she looked up.

"Oh. Luca!" Princess Kira greeted brightly.

Then she blinked.

Once.

Twice.

Her smile vanished.

"Luca?" she asked again, already frowning. "What’s wrong?"

Luca opened his mouth.

Closed it.

How did one even begin to explain this?

What if she took it the wrong way?

What if she got hurt?

But Luca knew better than to lie. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

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