# 104
Dearyn was sitting on the ground, hugging her knees, staring silently at Sirius.
Is it plausible that Sirius is really His Highness the Prince?
This man who until recently was just a mad dog on the battlefield?
She had previously considered the possibility that Sirius was the son of a noble family, but she had never imagined him to be such a great figure.
“It doesn't make sense...”
Deyarin couldn't believe it, so she denied the reality in front of her.
The old woman had just sat on the ground, and was shedding tears non-stop.
“His Highness the Prince... His Highness the Prince...”
From the way this woman acted, there seemed to be no room for doubt.
Especially with that gorgeous, sparkling shine emanating from his hair, like a sparkling rainbow.
Even if he is not the first crown prince, this alone is conclusive proof that he is a descendant of the imperial family.
The mad dog of imperial blood.
Sirius's identity scattered everything.
What should I do from now on?
The shock didn't take long.
There was a lot to think about realistically.
First: How should you deal with Ceres from now on?
This was the first thing that occupied Deyarin's mind.
Up until now, the relationship between them had been somewhat horizontal, with Dearyn belonging to a noble family but her status not much different from that of a commoner, and Sirius being a commoner but a candidate to become a noble.
Now, the prince is a person of a very high position.
Should I speak to him in formal language...? I think it should...?
But the problem is, will you be able to pronounce it?
She's spent all this time with him as a mad dog and his caretaker, so will she suddenly be able to change her behavior?
Dearyn shook her head vigorously.
No, you shouldn't think like that. Man is an adaptable being.
Sirius may become a completely different person now that his memory is restored.
Then formal respect will come automatically... and a distance will also arise between us...
In terms of the relationship between Deyarin and Ceres, this could be to her advantage.
If his identity as the first crown prince is revealed, it will not only be about rewards.
Rather, he will regain everything that was rightfully his, and everything in this world will bow to him.
But…
Will you submit to all these things easily?
This is the second real thing that worries her.
The Second Crown Prince is doing his best to obtain the title of Crown Prince, and the Third Crown Prince is trying to prevent him.
In the end, this is a competition not only for the position of crown prince, but also for the throne itself.
The Eighth Battalion are nothing but pawns to be exploited in their struggle for influence.
But now, this pawn had risen above their heads.
Will they stand by and watch this situation?
No matter his rank, the problem remains that no one inside the Imperial Palace is able to protect Sirius.
His mother, Empress Olivia, had died before his disappearance.
As for his relatives on his mother's side, they are from the Kingdom of Sorvin, which was devastated by war.
Will the Emperor really protect him, now that he has suddenly returned?
“Are you here?”
“Answer us!”
At that moment, the sound of people shouting came from outside the building.
Deyarin woke up immediately.
It was the voices of the members of the morning drink group.
It seemed that they had discovered that the two had not returned to the Third Crown Prince's Palace, so they came looking for them until they arrived here.
Dearyn looked at Sirius, who had not yet regained consciousness.
Staying in this ruined palace was not a good option, and it was better to return to the Third Crown Prince's Palace and take care of him there first.
But that couldn't be done with such sparkling hair.
Dearyn quickly cast a spell on Sirius' hair.
The familiar black hair was back in its place.
Then she went towards the old woman, who had stopped crying from the severity of the shock and looked outside.
“Don’t talk about him being the crown prince in front of people.”
“But, if I don’t call His Highness the Prince by his title, then what should I call him...?”
“If you say that, he will die.”
“…present.”
Although the old woman was somewhat obedient to Dearen, it was clear that she was not fully conscious.
Instead of explaining things in detail, Dayaren chose to threaten her sternly, and that seemed to be more effective.
After securing old Scott, Dearyn hurriedly looked around to see if there was anything that needed to be cleaned or hidden.
And there were many.
The first thing that caught her attention were the long lines of magic extending from Sirius' body to the ground, which formed the circle of his spell.
Dearyn tore off the edge of the bed cover, then quickly rushed towards the spilled water that the old woman had dropped.
She wet the cloth with water, quickly returned to Sirius, and then began vigorously wiping his body, and then the ground as well.
Then she negligently threw the wet cloth over the place, making it look like an accident.
After arranging the situation randomly but convincingly, Deyarin shouted outside:
"Here! We're here!"
"Oh, uh? Are you inside the building?"
"Yes! Hurry!"
People rushed towards the First Crown Prince's Palace.
As soon as the door opened, their noses were hit by the strong smell of blood, and everyone gasped in shock.
“W-what happened?!”
“It's Mr. Sirius!”
Instead of a detailed explanation, Dearyn tried to look like she was about to cry, and pointed at Sirius.
Without needing to explain, those present were shocked to see Sirius covered in blood, and their guesses began on their own.
“Oh my God! He must have been so sad!”
“I was wondering why he was running like crazy...”
“Let's leave quickly, quickly!”
These people had come out of loyalty, but they were not brave enough to stay long in the First Crown Prince's Palace.
They quickly lifted Ceres off the ground.
Due to their rush, no one noticed the old woman's presence.
But as soon as they took their first step outside the building, the old woman's voice rang out behind them:
“You bastards!”
Deyarin's mind froze in horror, and she turned to look at the old woman.
“You bastards! How dare you?! How dare you treat such a venerable figure in this way?!”
“No, please, it’s not what you think, this person is…!”
Diaren anxiously tried to wave her arms to stop the old woman, but she could not say anything useful.
But surprisingly, the others were not bothered.
“Oh, I thought we didn't see her on the way. Turns out she was here.”
But didn’t this old woman scream when she was alone with them?”
“Uh...excuse me?”
“Let's go outside and talk. God, how annoying she is.”
“How dare you kidnap someone like that in broad daylight! You damned scoundrels! Me! I’ll teach you a lesson!”
But before she could catch up with them, they closed the door forcefully, then ran into the forest.
Dearyn ran after them without fully understanding what was happening.
They did not slow down until the old woman's voice disappeared from their ears.
“Oh, my God… huh… huh! All the wine I drank today has evaporated! hah!”
“Haha! It’s like the wine is evaporating from my body with this running, what the hell is this?!”
“…”
It may not be appropriate to say that about people who come to help out of loyalty;
But Dayarin felt that they were a bunch of rubbish, and she did not dare to reveal it.
“Ah, right. That old woman… was the governess of His Highness the First Crown Prince.”
“One of his nannies, I think?”
“Yes, yes, she was supposed to accompany him to Sorvin, but she was late in leaving to prepare her things.
Meanwhile, what happened to the prince happened, and she completely lost her mind.”
While they were resting for a while, they exchanged conversations about the old woman.
As Deyarin expected, the old woman had a close relationship with the First Crown Prince.
“It is said that His Majesty the Emperor felt pity for her, so he did not expel her even though the palace was closed, but sometimes he sent her food.”
“But if someone accidentally enters the palace, it will not be an imperial order that kills him, but that old woman’s wand!”
“As soon as she sees someone, she accuses him of assassination or kidnapping, and starts screaming and wailing.”
“Oh, what a pity...”
But Sirius recognized him.
Ten years was nothing.
She remembered the old woman crying, as if she had parted from a dear person only yesterday.
'Am I going to cry too?'
What if you break up with Sirius?
Or if Sirius came back to life after you thought he was dead?
She wasn't sure.
She did not feel that she would cry as that old woman cried, as if her torn heart had returned to her.
“That’s… reassuring.”
Even if she was crazy, she actually showed someone who cherished Sirius and supported her so wholeheartedly.
Dearyn managed to smile at that.
—
Everyone returned to the Third Prince's Pavilion, and the first thing they did was call the doctor.
In a situation like this, with Sirius vomiting blood, Dearyn couldn't insist that she was okay, so she had to let the doctor in.
Although the cause was the influence of magic, vomiting blood meant that the damage had actually affected his internal organs. It was not a bad idea to take him to the doctor.
“Did he usually eat well?”
“He eats well, but...”
Dearyn looked out of the corner of her eye at the morning drinking group, who did not move far from Sirius' bed, and kept watching the medical examination.
Loyalty is appreciated, but inconvenience is still inconvenience.
“You were the ones who made him drink alcohol until he reached this state, right?!”
Deyarin accused them confidently.
“What are you saying?! You gave him water until he vomited blood?!”
The doctor immediately became agitated.
“No, no... he drank a while ago...”
“Since then, he has been complaining of stomach pain! And today, after exhausting himself, it got worse!”
Defense attempts made by members of the drinking group were to no avail.
Above all, the doctor stood firmly by Deyarin.
“What this lady said is true! Do not approach him as long as you smell of alcohol!”
“Cruelty after cruelty!”
The drinking group cried as they left sadly.
"His body is strong, so he will recover quickly. But don't forget to get enough rest."
"Yes."
"Alcohol. Totally prohibited. Under any circumstances. Absolutely."
"naturally!"
Deyarin said with determination, her face grim.
The doctor looked at her with eyes full of confidence, then nodded and left after leaving the necessary medications.
Finally, they were alone.
Dearyn sat next to Sirius, quietly watching his sleeping face.
The face she always used to see seemed strange this time.
When Sirius opens his eyes, how do you look at him?
...That was a little scary.
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