People Aren't Meant to Be Fixed! (4 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 156

“!”

At that, Carlisle paused briefly, then immediately offered a gentle smile, saying it was merely what anyone would naturally do. His bright smile was imbued with a tenderness and warmth entirely different from the expression he showed Sasha.

‘Who wouldn’t act like a capable general and loyal subject, right?’

Feeling proud, I lifted my chin stiffly toward Sasha. As a future sovereign, this was the perfect moment to mediate wisely—opportunities like this wouldn’t come often.

Soon after, I spoke kindly to Sasha. I told him that since Carlisle had become his guard knight, he too should be a bit more careful with his words and conduct. I added that if the two of them ended up quarreling needlessly, I’d be stuck in the middle, and I pleaded with them not to force me into a situation where I’d have to dismiss one of my closest aides.

“Yes, Your Highness. I’ll ensure not to trouble you further.”

“I’ll keep it in mind, Your Highness.”

Thus, Carlisle and Sasha each affirmed their loyalty and promised to be more considerate of one another. I crossed my arms, then uncrossed them and swept my hair behind my ear with my left hand. By then, Carlisle had already sat back down and was adjusting Beris’s sleeping posture—whose head had slumped awkwardly—to make him more comfortable.

‘If it were me, I’d wake up at least once.’

He probably wouldn’t even notice if someone kidnapped him. I glanced at Beris, who was even softly snoring, then shifted my gaze. While Beris was on Carlisle’s right, Ronowe was on his left, leaning comfortably against him and already fast asleep.

‘Good grief, why are you sleeping with your mouth open?’

I felt an urge to close her lips before drool started dripping, but since talking to Sasha was more important, I changed the subject.

“That aside…”

I turned my head slightly to look up at Sasha, who was still standing. I considered calling Freyrie to bring something to drink, but seeing that he remained standing, I assumed he’d leave shortly. If he had a long discussion in mind, he wouldn’t be foolish enough to stay on his feet—he’d have sat down already.

“Why did you come here?”

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