“Prince Kyle?!”

Oh dear.

The prince laughed awkwardly, hurriedly covering Rayna’s mouth with his hand.

Then, lowering his voice, he brought his index finger to his lips and spoke softly.

“Shh. My presence here is a secret.”

Rayna froze, her mouth still covered by his hand.

“I’m sorry, Your Highness.”

The prince? The prince?!

How is he here?

Is he the real prince?

Regardless, I was extremely disrespectful in my address.

Feeling Arthur’s intense gaze, the prince let go of Rayna.

Then, as if surrendering, he raised both palms.

“My apologies.”

Arthur flashed a smirk.

As soon as she was released, Rayna hastily stood up from her seat and started to stutter.

“I apologize. I had no idea you would step foot in such a shabby place. I have committed an indiscretion.”

“Oh, it’s okay, it’s okay. Please, sit down, Lady.”

The prince calmly pulled up an extra chair nearby and sat down.

“Are you Christina? I’ve heard a lot about you. They say you’re the most beautiful woman in society. Nice to meet you.”

Kyle took Rayna’s hand, kissed it while looking at her and smiling, and then let it go.

Arthur forced a smile.

“Your Highness. I don’t remember granting you permission to join us.”

“Why so harsh? And just so you know, it feels bad when you call me like that.”

“It’s not always like that.”

“It is this time.”

Rayna was in a state of panic.

She had gone through great lengths to avoid meeting the Duke Rembrandt, and now she was in front of the prince.

The duchess didn’t command it, but that was only because she couldn’t imagine ever meeting the prince.

As ‘Christina’, she was clearly meeting someone she should not be.

What should she do? She can’t run away now.

Avoiding the prince’s gaze, Rayna was sweating cold sweat.

“…..”

The only comforting thought was that Marina had done today’s makeup.

In the past few days, Brodie, not Marina, had been doing her morning makeup, but today it was Marina who had done it.

When Brodie did the makeup, she didn’t look like a young lady, but when Marina did the makeup, Rayna definitely resembled Christina.

……That was the only comforting thought, if you could call it comforting…

Frankly, it wasn’t very comforting.

Desperately, Rayna buried her face towards the ground to avoid the prince’s gaze.

If he has seen her face this close, makeup or not, he will definitely recognize her when he meets the real Christina later.

“…..”

Arthur was irritated looking at Rayna, who was unable to meet the eyes of the ‘handsome’ prince.

…Has this never happened before?

“Hey… Taylor. Can I ask you something?”

“It’s been a while since one of the kitchen maids I know got burned…”

“She still sometimes complains that it hurts and feels hot…”

“Does it happen like that?”

“Hey, maybe… Taylor.”

“I’m talking about old people forgetting things…”

“Hey… Taylor.”

“Taylor….”

“…..”

The seemingly unimportant questions.

Whenever she asked such things, Rayna was embarrassed as if she was stealing something without paying.

He wondered why she was so embarrassed…

Taylor Lorenson sighed and ran his fingers through his hair.

“Hoo…..”

Now he understood.

All the things Rayna had been asking about her ‘friend’ were actually about her grandmother.

He knew she had no friends other than him…

Why didn’t he notice it?

Just delivering some news and bragging that he knew a lot about her.

Although he thought he was her closest friend…

The realization that he knew nothing about Rayna hit him.

‘Why didn’t she say anything.’

Does it have anything to do with the secret about her relationship with the Julius family?

“Doctor.”

“Ah, yes.”

The caregiver smiled at him and took the medicine bowl Taylor had handed her.

“Since the doctor arrived, her condition has significantly improved.”

Taylor sighed with relief, clutching his chest with a smile.

“Really? I’m glad to hear that.”

The caregiver grinned and took the medicine away.

“…..”

Taylor leaned back against his desk, scratching the back of his head.

He didn’t know the details, but…

For now, Taylor decided to do his best for her grandmother.

Instinctively, he sensed that her grandmother was a precious person to Rayna.

Even if that wasn’t the reason, as a doctor, she was his patient.

“……”

Taylor pulled a book off the shelf.

There was something strange about the symptoms of Reyna’s grandmother, Eona.

It was a fiveyearold fullbody burn.

Now it’s almost scarred, and all that’s left is a small area of ​​wounds located on her back.

Could such inflammation last that long?

No…… before that.

Could a person be safe even if the inflammation does not heal and lasts that long?

“……”

Taylor unfolded a medical textbook he had bought at a bookstore specializing in internal medicine, with a short sigh.

“Doctor.”

A caregiver holding a tray appeared again at the door and called him.

“Yes?”

Taylor lifted his head toward her.

“Dr. Lorenson is here. Your father, right? He came with you a few days ago.”

“Ah…… Yes!”