Joshua examined the blonde beauty lying on the bed. She was asleep, but her sleeping beauty was enough for her to be one of the top three beauties of Avalon.
Her brilliance and vitality had faded since he last saw her. Sunken, hollow cheeks, a skin and bones physique, and pale yellowed skin. Her forehead was also damp with cold sweat, and all these meant that she was suffering from a terminal illness.
What caught Joshua’s attention the most were the deep, parched lines around her eyes, as if both nature and the gods had agreed to take her sight first before anything else as punishment for committing the heresy of incest...
“Damn it...” Joshua shook his head and closed his eyes momentarily.
When he opened his eyes once again, he stared at the glass vial in his hand. There was a golden liquid swirling inside the glass vial. He had discovered the cure to her illness in his past life, but he had failed to give the cure to her in time.
All he had done was go to her eternal resting place and beg for punishment. Now, Joshua could cure her. He could do it. However, the issue lay on the question if he had the right to take her memories away.
In the first place, did he even have the heart to do that? What if they were the priceless memories of the last ten years? Would he be able to talk to her the same way when she’d lost the memories of her very identity?
He was ready to fight anyone who would tell him that saving her life should be his top priority here. The people would remember Princess Serciarin, but she would forget him.
“I’m also concerned that His Majesty will continue to use you even after you get better,” he muttered.
Emperor Marcus and the princes had never seen her as anything else other than a tool. Saving Princess Serciarin would mean taking her out of the frying pan and hurling her into the fire.
“Ah!” Princess Serciarin moaned.
“...!” Joshua's eyes widened.
“Argh...!”
He rallied the divine power in his body without thinking.
“He who links man to heaven,” he muttered, filling the room with a bright white light.
“Who shines brightest with healing...”
This was knowledge from heaven.
“There is no place where the warm light does not shine.”
The divine power of no equal in the domain of healing.
“Let the dead rest and give life to the living.”
One of the first four great angels in heaven long before the seven great angels of today.
“Holly Regist.”
A divine power comparable to a bishop of Hubalt burst from Joshua’s hands.
Of course, the way Joshua wielded his divine power was different from the priests of Hubalt, but if a priest of Hubalt were here, then they would have been scared silly by the sight.
“Nng...”
A few moments later, Princess Serciarin’s pale and yellowed skin returned to its normal color and vigor. The sight made Joshua smile. Of course, he understood that he had simply treated the symptoms.
The problem ran much deeper.
“I have to make a choice now.” He held the vial filled with a golden liquid as he fell into deep contemplation. After a while, Joshua seemed to have made up his mind as he tried to make a move, but...
“Joshua?” Princess Serciarin muttered as her eyes finally opened.
“...!”
***
There were rumors going around that Count Sanders had privately met with His Second Highness Kaizen. As soon as His First Highness Kiser heard of that, he summoned someone.
Kiser and his guest sat across from each other in front of a table in the former’s room.
“Knight Commander Rod...”
“How have you been, Your Highness?”
“Never been better.” Kiser hid his impatience behind a wide smile.
“I heard the rumors. Is His Majesty’s strange behavior worrying you as well, Your Highness?”
“Eh, it’s fine,” replied Kiser dismissively.
Knight Commander Rod looked like he didn’t mind Kiser’s dismissive reply as he muttered, “I had no idea that His Majesty would choose Princess Serciarin’s husband in such a manner. In addition, she’s still sick as well. What a shame.”
“...”
“I heard that the first challenger is the Reserve Battalion Commander,” Kiser got to the point.
At that, Knight Commander Rod shook his head and said, “He’s no longer a Battalion Commander. He’s not even my subordinate anymore.”
Hearing that, Kiser’s eyes lit up. “This will be easy, then.”
“...?” Knight Commander Rod directed a confused look at Kiser.
“The next time I participate in a banquet, I’ll definitely boast how I managed to talk privately with Joshua Sanders, the idol of Arcadia’s women.”
“Sure, I allow you to do it.” Joshua arrogantly replied.
“I’d do it without your permission anyway,” Serciarin stuck her tongue out at him.
There was a long, intense silence afterward.
Princess Serciarin didn’t see Joshua struggling with indecision earlier.
Eventually, Princess Serciarin shattered the silence.
“Why do you look like you’re agonizing over something?”
“...!” Joshua flinched.
“Don’t try to shoulder everything on your own. And think about how I would feel if I were to blame for the pain?”
Joshua’s jaw dropped. “You...”
“If you’re really that worried, then... will you be my friend?” Princess Serciarin smiled brightly.
“I...”
“Promise me...” She lifted her pinky finger.
Joshua bit his lip. How could he say no to that? Droplets of water were falling from Serciarin’s face, but they weren’t tears.
“Sure...” Joshua finally answered.
Princess Serciarin smiled sweetly. She looked like a withered flower that had come back to life.
“For some reason, forgetting you scares me more than forgetting His Majesty and my brothers.”
“What makes you think that?”
“You’re the only one who had seen me for me. Oh, don’t get me wrong—this isn’t flattery.”
Joshua looked sad. “Where did you learn to talk like that?”
“Ellen taught me.”
He had no reply. Ellen was Serciarin’s maid and her only friend in the cold Magnificient Flower Palace.
“Is she married?”
“Ellen?”
“Yes.”
“No. Not yet...”
“Then, it’ll be fine.”
“Huh?”
“I have a good friend that I would like to introduce to her.”
“Oh!” Princess Serciarin clapped her hands. “I’m sure Ellen will be pleased. I often worry that she wouldn’t be able to get married because of me.”
“I guess it’ll be a match made in heaven,” said Joshua.
Princess Serciarin stared at Joshua and smiled. “Do you know what Sanders means in the language of flowers, Joshua?”
Princess Serciarin’s hopeful expression as she stared at Joshua made the latter reply in the proverbial blink of an eye. “Never forget me. And remember me...”
“Oh, you knew!” Princess Serciarin’s face brightened. “I will never forget you.”
“Let’s go. It’s time to go.” Princess Serciarin’s frail figure started to go limp, and Joshua jumped out of his seat to hold her up.
While she was in Joshua’s arms, Princess Serciarin said, “I hope we won’t forget how we felt when we see each other again.”
“I won’t...”
“Can you do me a favor and get me some medicine?”
Joshua nodded. He couldn’t delay it any longer, and he had already made his decision. In addition, Princess Serciarin’s life was already waning.
Joshua carefully raised the golden liquid to Princess Serciarin’s lips, and at the sight of that, Princess Serciarin spoke, “It seems that there’s one more thing I can brag about...”
“Thank you...” Princess Serciarin slipped into a coma and started wheezing.
“I’m the one who’s thankful...” Joshua clenched his fists while staring at the unconscious Serciarin.
He managed to save her, unlike his previous life.
‘I will definitely...’
Joshua had decided that the first thing he would do after all these was to kill those who had sunk their fangs into her.