"Bring me there. I need to see him immediately." I demanded with a hurried voice.

The maid looked befuddled but still led me to Arthur's private clinic. "It's… It's here. Dr. Arthur should be treating the king now."

"Thank you."

The maid nodded at me before leaving immediately as if she was scared of me. I did not mind her and quietly stood at the entrance to the clinic for a few seconds before knocking.

"Didn't I say I won't see anyone during treatment?" I heard Arthur's impatient and cross voice from the room. I slightly hesitated. Taking a deep breath, I announced, "It's me."

Suddenly, there was a commotion behind the door. Soon, Arthur peeked out, grinning without any trace of impatience. "Why are you here? Do you feel unwell?"

I nervously bit my lower lip and played with my fingers. "I am here to see Blake. The maid who delivered my lunch told me he's here."

at…" Arthur stammered. He stroked his chin suspiciously and

and calm voice that was unmistakably Blake's. Hearing his voice made my heart skipped a few beats.

he sighed and stepped

of blood.

was buttoned haphazardly. I could see his firm chest through the space between the buttons of his shirt that

my gaze to the wastebasket by his feet where I found a few sheets of crumpled tissue

feeling suffocated at the sight. Inside my chest, my heart

instantly furrowed. He clumsily kicked the wastebasket under the bed. Then, he walked up to

he had lost a lot of weight. His eyes were sunken, his face

Blake was such in a bad condition. How could I not notice it? How could I, someone who had studied poison since I was a little child, not see that he

only to discover that my voice was hoarse. I licked my dried lips before pressing them together. Now that I

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