Please get me out of this BL novel...I'm straight! novel Chapter 181

Chapter 181: ’A New Visitor’

’He just... left?’ Florian thought as soon as Cashew went out of his room. ’Just like that?’

"...As you wish, Your Highness." That was what Cashew had said.

’Is that even Cashew?’ Florian took a few steps back, staring at the now-empty doorway in complete shock. The words replayed in his head, flat and distant, so unlike the Cashew he knew.

Honestly, Florian had just been bluffing. He wanted Cashew to be honest, to explain himself, to let go of whatever was eating him up inside. But Cashew refused until the very end. He hadn’t fought back, hadn’t even hesitated—he had simply left.

’I was just trying to get him to tell me the truth... why did he act like that?’

Florian tried to wrack his brain for what could have caused such a drastic shift. When Cashew left to get food, he was normal. But when he came back—hours later—everything had changed. The moment he stepped into the room, something was different. The nervous energy, the quiet hesitance in his voice, the way he avoided looking directly at Florian...

’Could it be... he got bullied?’ The thought sent a sharp jolt through Florian.

But why now?

Cashew had been a servant for as long as Florian had been here. In the novel, there had never been a single instance of Cashew being bullied—there was never a reason to be.

He was a child, and from what Cashew had told him before, the older maids and servants looked after him. They taught him, guided him. Florian had seen it himself. Cashew was good at his work because he had been trained with care.

No.

It wasn’t bullying.

Especially since...

’It seems like he’s really just worried about me... but why?’ Florian mumbled under his breath. He knew Cashew was fiercely loyal, but this was something else. Something more frantic.

The highest possibility was that Cashew had found out something. Something about the people targeting Florian. That would explain why he was so tense, why he acted like Florian was on the verge of death.

’Hah.’ Florian let out a frustrated sigh, running a hand through his hair. ’Maybe it’s best he calms down. This is the first time we’ve ever argued... I hope he isn’t too upset with me.’

Cashew was the only one keeping him sane in this world. He couldn’t risk losing him over a single argument. But at the same time, Florian couldn’t give in, either.

’I can’t forget what Arthur said.’ He sat on the edge of his bed, fingers digging into the blankets. ’Levi risked his life for me, even though he has a sick sister relying on him. And that village...’

Florian wasn’t the kindest person in the world, but he had empathy. He knew what it felt like to be helpless. If there was even the slightest chance he could do something, he wanted to help.

So, as much as he wanted to honor Cashew’s wish for him to stay out of danger... he couldn’t.

’I’ll just let him cool off for now. I’ll check on him later, once he’s calmed down.’ Florian mumbled, fluffing his pillows with every intention of getting some rest.

But it seemed he was quite popular today.

A knock echoed from the door.

’Again?’

"Your Highness, it’s Richard."

’Richard... that’s one of Lancelot’s knights. I’m guessing he’s the one guarding my door.’

"Do you need anything?" Florian called out.

"Princess Alexandria is here. She says she wants to speak with you. Should I let her in?"

’Alexandria?’ Now, that was surprising.

"Let her in." Florian stood up, rubbing the lingering sleep from his eyes as he walked toward the door. ’This is a pleasant surprise, but why is she here?’