Saved Him, Now I'm Obsessed (10 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 91

If all the healers in the capital hadn’t declared her dead, she wouldn’t have received even a minor title—just a small reward and that would’ve been the end of it.

But miraculously, she survived on death’s doorstep and even received the title of Countess Hydrangea along with a fiefdom. Throughout that entire process, the Crown Prince showed no sign of wanting to help her.

And Claire’s next move after opening her eyes was somewhat baffling—she took the healer’s examination.

But around that time, Ian began acting strangely. The moment she obtained her healer’s certification and announced she would return to her newly granted fief, the Crown Prince fell into deep thought.

Then he gave Simmons a peculiar order: to incite Healer Memelt—who held considerable public influence as a healer—to oppose her becoming a healer.

It wasn’t difficult to stir such vanity in a prideful healer, but what remained inexplicable was how that alone could possibly keep her from leaving the capital for her fief.

And soon, the Crown Prince himself demonstrated the answer. Using the healers’ opposition as an excuse, Ian appointed her as the Imperial Capital’s official physician.

Though she had indeed passed the examination with skill impressive enough to earn Count Perman’s recognition, the appointment was utterly absurd.

The prefix “Imperial Capital” wasn’t something trivial that could be attached lightly. Yet Ian pushed it through forcefully. Moreover, he didn’t stop there—he designated the building nearest to his own palace within the capital as her Medical Bureau.

His behavior defied easy understanding.

Though the nobles currently refrained from voicing complaints out of deference to the Emperor, in an era of weaker imperial authority, such conduct alone would have been grounds for deposing the Crown Prince.

Not satisfied with that, he insisted there must be a large lavender field in full bloom right beside the Medical Bureau. Consequently, most of the funds allocated to the Crown Prince had to be spent leveling the existing garden and painstakingly importing already-blooming lavender to replant densely.

Simmons had experienced something like this before.

Not long after the current Emperor ascended the throne, he had ordered the creation of a special garden filled with rare flowers for his future Empress, requiring an enormous investment of manpower and funds.

At least lavender suited the local climate and soil. The flowers the Emperor had wanted to gift his Empress, however, oddly required a unique environment—sandy soil rich in iron.

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