Saved Him, Now I'm Obsessed (10 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 75

“Who are you…? To which noble house do you belong?”

“I am Crown Prince Ian of the Carlobanian Empire. As you well know, for members of the imperial family, our house is none other than the Carlobanian Imperial Household itself.”

At Ian’s self-introduction, Uncle Jerome’s eyes trembled as though struck by an earthquake. He seemed utterly incapable of processing the situation due to cognitive dissonance. His mind must have been in utter chaos right now.

“If I must prove my identity… Ah! I could simply summon my guards here for verification. Knights from the Imperial Capital are certainly trustworthy enough.”

“No, Your Highness! There’s no need for that at all. Who in the Carlobanian Empire would dare impersonate the Crown Prince? Although I’ve never had the honor of meeting you in person… well, actually, this is our first meeting—but I’ve heard quite a bit about your appearance. Now that I see you, it matches exactly what I’d heard. Who could possibly imitate such a distinguished visage? That you would grace this humble place with your presence… it is an honor for my entire family.”

His head nearly touched the ground.

Such a reaction was only natural for a commoner. Ordinary commoners bowed deeply even when meeting mere nobles; encountering royalty would naturally compel one to press their forehead to the floor.

As for me… well, having known Ian since I was too young and fearless to feel intimidated, I never reacted that way. Had I met Ian only after understanding the ways of the world, I likely wouldn’t have been much different from Uncle Jerome.

Come to think of it, I really am quite bold. It suddenly dawned on me why Simmons, Ian’s chief steward, constantly nagged me about proper etiquette whenever he saw me.

“This lady here is Countess Claire McKane Hydrangea, who became a physician of the Imperial Capital just a few months ago. Though this position of Imperial Physician is newly established and thus unfamiliar to many, her noble title granted by His Imperial Majesty and her official duties are unquestionably legitimate.”

Ian spoke with an expression that clearly said, “See how well I handled that?” I whispered back to him, “That’s more effective proof of status than any ordinary badge. Well done.”

“My introduction seems rather belated, but I am Claire McKane Hydrangea.”

“Oh dear! I had no idea you held such a noble station and must have spoken far too casually all this time. As an ignorant commoner unfamiliar with aristocratic etiquette, I acted without proper decorum. Please forgive me…”

“Forgive? Uncle, there’s absolutely no need for that. Rather, I hope we can count on your cooperation going forward. As the head of the Apothecaries’ Guild, I suspect we’ll need your assistance quite often. And regarding the Playrina roots…”

It might sound like coercion to ask for something right after such a grand introduction, but I had no choice. Securing the Playrina roots was of utmost importance—not just to me, but to Ian as well.

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