"Good morning, father." I smiled at him and sat on the chair beside him.

Mother asked the maid to prepare my breakfast. "Dear, how's your sleep? Does your head is still hurting?"

I touched the bandage on my head. If mother didn't remind me, I would actually forget about it. I shake my head. "My sleep is great. I sleep like a baby. My head doesn't hurt too. You shouldn't worry too much, mother. The doctor said I'm already okay and just need to take some rest."

My mother sigh in relief. "You're our only daughter. Of course, I will be worried." Mother then looks at father. "This is the reason why I am hesitating to let you join us with our stay here. We should just have let you in the dormitory."

Father looks at me and holds my hand on the table. I know they are partly blaming themselves because they let me accompany them in the western region. However, they really couldn't do a thing about it. I've written in the notebook that Csille will join them. So, it inevitable.

"Father, mother, stop blaming yourselves. No one wants that accident to happen. It's no one's control. I know you wouldn't want me to risk my life. However, I also promised his majesty, the King, to protect Prince Fraser's life. If you could do that, why can't I? I am the noble daughter of the Count and the Countess, and it's my duty to serve the Kingdom with all my might."

I squeezed my father's hand. "Father, mother, don't blame yourself if there's anyone to blame it should be the culprit behind the shooting. Prince Fraser wouldn't want you to think that way too. It's better to think of ways to catch the culprit."

Father nods his head and withdraws his hands from my grasp. He was supposed to touch my head but then hesitated when he saw the bandages. "Don't worry. We're already working on it. The King also sent an investigator and some royal guard to do that."

Mother smiled at the both of us. "Okay, so much for the talk. Let's eat first. It's bad to make the food wait."

We're already halfway eating our breakfast and talking about the current matters when Prince Fraser entered the dining room.

He's wearing his casual royal clothes. White long sleeves and black pants. He looks dashing today. I don't why, but he seems mature today.

I look him up and down and avert my gaze. I don't want him to notice that I was checking him out. After the conversation yesterday, I still don't know how to act in front of him. I couldn't believe I will be flustered because of a fourteen years old boy.

"Good morning Count Waltier, Countess Marcelle, Csille." I could hear him taking strides towards me. He then sits beside my chair.

I didn't look at him and just pretended to busy myself with eating. Out of sight, out of mind Ysavel.

"Good morning Prince Fraser. Did you sleep? I heard from the doctor that you didn't sleep the whole night because of the operation." My father said. He then gestured to one of our maids to serve food for the Crown Prince.

My ears perk up by the word operation. True to Prince Fraser's words. The doctor that the King sent arrived in the western region last night. I didn't know about it since I was already asleep when the doctor arrives.

"Oh, dear! You should have take some sleep, Prince Fraser. You also didn't get enough sleep the other day. It wouldn't be good for your health." Mother said. She sounded so worried for Prince Fraser.

"Countess, don't worry, I took some rest yesterday afternoon. Also, I did get an hour or two of sleep last night."

Father gestured mother to stop. He then asks Prince Fraser to start to eats his breakfast.

I was busy eating my own share when I heard someone whispered beside me. "Good morning."

I stopped for a second and continued eating after. It's Prince Fraser! I tried to pretend that I didn't heard him and just continue eating. You didn't hear anything, Ysavel. This pudding tastes delicious. I took a mouthful of pudding.

"Did you sleep well, Csille? Because I didn't. I was thinking about someone. Do you know who is it?" He whispered again in a meager voice. That only the two of us can hear.

I take a sip on my hibiscus tea. Hmm. This tastes wonderful too. I don't hear anything. You don't hear anything Csille.

It's as if I care who do you think about. You could think about anyone, be it Audrey Hepburn, Natalie Portman, or Gal Galdot. I don't care. Just let me eat my breakfast at ease.

"Are you mad? Why are you ignoring me?"

He whispered again. Although this time, he sounded frustrated or something.

And I tried my best to pretend that I didn't hear anything. He didn't exist in this dining room.

I don't know how to face him after what happened yesterday. The happenings here are getting out of hand, and I don't like how I am responding to it.

He was about to whisper something again when father asks about what happened last night.

"The doctor from the capital done an operation to Farren, right? Did the operation went okay, Prince Fraser? Is Farren stable now?"

I look at father and silently sigh. Thank you, father. You don't know, how you save your daughter from the storm.

"Yes, Count. It's a good thing it's Doctor Marcus who came."

Doctor Marcus? The renowned Doctor of the Vrawyth Kingdom. Although this doctor doesn't work as a royal physician. He is a senior doctor in the Holycross Hospital. It's where Brother Pascal works. He's the best doctor in town. He is considered as a Doctor with healing hands because most of the patients he treats miraculously recovered from their illness.

It's the same Doctor that has a significant role in the first version the novel. The doctor who declined to save that person. If he just did something, then the person wouldn't have...

I shake my head. It's useless to think about it. At least I could do something about that in the future. I will do my best to save you.

"Doctor Marcus. Hmm, it's good that he was the one sent by the King. Is Sir Farren's condition stable now?"

Father looks at Prince Fraser. Prince Fraser swallowed his food first before answering. "Doctor Marcus said that the operation went okay. However, we still need to observe him for a day to see if his condition will stabilize."

"Oh, dear, I hope Sir Farren will be okay. He seems like a good man."

I look at mother. Of course, he was a good person mother. He was so good that everyone will end up loving him.

I finished my food and left the dining room first. I need to get out of here fast. I don't want to talk or to be near Prince Fraser for now.

I walk towards Princess Paislee's room. I don't know what happened last night, but I'm pretty sure Doctor Marcus knows the real identity of Princess Paislee now.

I look around first, and when I see that no one is around, I immediately went inside the room and locked it. It's better to be safe than sorry.

I look at the lying Princess Paislee. She was still pale but much better now. Unlike yesterday, you could now see a tinge of redness in her complexion. A good sign that shehis now recuperating from the blood loss.

I walk towards her and sit on the bed beside her. "Princess Paislee, I'm sorry if you need to do experience this. I don't know it will happen to a person when I write the scene. I'm sorry." I whispered to her.

I sign and look outside the window. I have many questions right now. I don't understand why Princess Paislee's condition is still uncertain right now. It wasn't supposed to be like this. And what about the two doctors? Why didn't they say anything about Princess Paislee's disguised?

It could be a big threat to Prince Fraser's life. Although he saves Prince Fraser, it could also be a way to gain the trust of the Crown Prince. So, I don't understand why they didn't say a thing to my father, the count?

Should I talk to my father? Maybe he knows something but wouldn't like to involve us? I should probably do that. But if not, what would I do with the doctors? The first doctor seems suspicious. It's evident that he knows something but pretended the he was oblivious to it. The second one? Doctor Marcus? He has an excellent reputation in Vrawyth. Will, he said something to the Count?

If he does not say something, then Princess Paislee's secret will be safe. However, if he wouldn't say something to the Count, then Prince Fraser's safety will be at risk. What will I do?

"Ysavel, don't try to go against what you have written. It will happen no matter how much you try to change it. It will happen. You can never change their destiny. You can never change your destiny."

But the silhouette man already warns me that I couldn't change what I've written. If what I've written will really come true, then I wouldn't need to worry about the two doctors because Princess Paislee's secret will be safe for now.

For now, because in the future, her secret will be revealed. And if that happens, all hell breaks loose.

I was startled when I heard someone knocking on the door. I look at Princess Paislee before I stand up and open the door.

Doctor Marcus. It's Doctor Marcus. He smiled at me when he saw me. "Lady Lauretré."

He looks at my back, where Princess Paislee is lying. "You visited Sir Farren? I didn't know Lady Lauretré knows Sir Farren. Can I?" He signals me if he could come inside.

I step back and let him in. I guess, it's a chance to test the waters again. I wouldn't probably drown because of this.

"I'm not familiar with him. I'm just visiting him because I heard from Prince Fraser that his condition is still uncertain."

Doctor Marcus walks towards Prince Paislee and checks her pulse. He nods and sits on the bed beside Princess Paislee.

"Is he okay? When will we know if his condition is stable?" I ask. I keep following his actions. I don't know why but I don't feel comfortable with him around.

It's different from when I first met him. Doctor Marcus and Brother Pascal are good comrades. When I visited Brother Pascal before, as a nine years old Csille, he was sweet and friendly to me. However, right now, he has a different aura. Like he's hiding something.

"He's okay for now. However, since he was shot and lost a lot of blood for a whole day. We still need to wait for a day to see how his body will react to the operation we just done."

I walk towards him. "Do you find anything wrong with him?"

He stopped at what he is doing and slowly looked at me. "What do you mean?"

I look at his eyes. It's clear. It doesn't have hesitation or concealment. It's as if he really doesn't know anything. Does he?

I shake my head. "I was worried that his other organs were affected or something."

"Is that so?" He looks at Princess Paislee. "He doesn't, aside from the gunshot in his appendix. Everything is okay. I didn't know you'll get so worried about Sir Farren, Lady Lauretré."

I look at him. I don't why, I know he sounded like he's just teasing me however, my instinct is saying that he is saying something.

"I'm just concerned. He saved Prince Fraser and risked his life for the Crown Prince. I think it's right to be concerned about his health. Please, don't misinterpret it."

Doctor Marcus looks at me for a moment and just nods his head. "Okay, Lady Lauretré. If that's what you said."

He stands up and fixes his things. "If there's nothing else, I will be going first, Lady Lauretré."

I nodded at him and watched him walks out of the room. After he was gone, I walk towards Princess Paislee and holds her hands.

Please be okay, Princess Paislee. I was about to whisper something to her when I heard someone.

"CSILLE LAURETRÉ, WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?" I froze on the spot. Oh no! Why does it always happen?