I definitely need to talk to the Virtouse tonight. I need an answer to my questions.

After a few reminders, the Great Ruler asks the soldiers to buried those maids who died because of the attack.

After the meeting was adjourned, instead of taking a rest, I decided to visit the maids who got injured because of the attack.

It's a good thing that most of the injuries are minor only. I'm also glad that the maid my father, the Count, insist me to bring is still alive.

The maids are currently staying in a tent that is made for them. There are also two doctors who are assigned to observe their conditions. It's a good thing that the King of Vrawyth was considerate enough to let us bring ten doctors for this trip. Or else it would be difficult for us to keep the maids safe.

The maids who are still lying on their beds immediately get up when they see me walking inside the tent.

I waved my hand at them. "You don't need to get up. Don't strain yourself. You don't need to follow formalities. What will happen if your wounds got worst again? We all need you on this trip, so rest well."

The maids nod their heads and lay on their bed obediently. The two Doctors immediately rush towards me. "Lady Lauretré. What are you doing here?" On the doctors ask me with a smile.

I look around and smile at them. I hand them a basket full of fruits that I brought in the Illorian City. "This, it would be best to let them eat it so they could gain energy again that would help them heal their wounds. Also, I'm just here to check on the condition of all of them."

"This. Isn't this the food you bought in Illorian City? How can we accept it?"

I walk towards the bed of the maid my father insists on bringing. I frown when I see a big scratch on her face. The maid just bows her head. "Miss, I'll just ask another maid to exchange with my position. I know you don't like-"

I sit on the bed and look at the Doctors who are behind me. "You can take the fruits. I don't need it. They need it. Also, can you do something about her scars?"

The maid immediately clamps up and bow her head. "Miss, the doctor said my scars couldn't be healed. I'm-"

My eyes immediately squint, and I look at the Doctors. "It cannot be healed? Are you sure it cannot? As far as I remember, the Vrawyth Kingdom has the best doctors among the kingdoms. How come they couldn't even heal a simple scratch?"

The two Doctors look at me with a shocked expression. "Lady Lauretré, are you questioning our competency? The King of the Vrawyth Kingdom chooses us to be part of this trip because of our skills in medicine. Don't you think you have the right to question us?" One of the Doctors snaps at me.

I raise my eyebrows at her. "Oh, really? So, are you saying to me that you're competent enough and I don't have the right to question the two of you?" I scoff. "You're talking to the future Queen of the Vrawyth Kingdom, and you dare to ask me if I had the right to question you? Do you think Fraser will be happy to know about this? All I'm asking is, how can you not heal a simple scratch? I'm not asking you to stitch them. How come it becomes a difficult job for the two of you?"

I stand up and walk towards them. "Or does the two of you think it's too lowly for you to treat the maids?" I raised an eyebrow at them.

One of the Doctors put her head down, but the other one stared straight into my eyes. She smirks. "Do you think I would be scared because of it? Future bride? But aren't you the one avoiding Prince Fraser? And now you're using that's an excuse to frighten us? We're a Doctor Lady Lauretré, and we work hard on it. How about you? What can you be outside the halo of Prince Fraser?"

Oh, this Doctor is really a tough one. Too bad she's challenging a Villainess. I smirk. "What am I outside the halo of Fraser?" I snort. "Have you forgotten, Doctor? I am the only daughter of the Count of Vrawyth, and I'm the only heir of our family's heritage. Unlike you, I don't need to work my ass off just to live. I could live a luxurious life without worries."

The Doctor glared at me. "You!" She is about to refute my words, but Leander suddenly walks inside the tent.

"What is happening in here?" With a frown, he asked us.

The Doctor, who looks like she wants to scratch my face, immediately acts pitifully. I rolled my eyes at her. Don't tell me she has a thing with Leander? She's way older than Leander. Did she think Leander will like her?

The Doctor immediately runs towards Leander and rants at him. "Leander, Lady Lauretré is questioning our competency. As the Son of the Royal Physician, don't you think it's insulting for us?" The Doctor then look at me with a smirk. It's as if saying she already won the argument.

Leander looks at me. "Csille, does Doctor Lane saying is true?"

I shrugged my shoulders at him, and I walk towards the maid from the Lauretré family. "Raise your head."

The maid immediately raised her head, and the big scratch on her face was seen. "Don't you think I don't have the right to ask them? Why does the maids' wounds look like this?" I raise an eyebrow at Leander.

Leander frown and looks at Doctor Lane. Doctor Lane repeatedly shakes her head. "Leander, we were supposed to treat them when Lady Lauretré came, and the first thing she does is to question us. How can we treat the patients' wounds?"

I laugh at Doctor Lane's remarks. "The maids were immediately brought to this tent for you to treat it. How long have they been staying here? More than two hours? Even if they outnumber the two of you, two hours is more than enough to attend to their wounds. Also, I think I have the right to question you because the monarch of the Kingdom is the one paying you. I am a citizen of the Vrawyth Kingdom. I do think, you asking me if I have the right to question you is quite out of line. Also, don't you think it's insulting for you to ask me what am I outside the halo of Prince Fraser?"

The Doctor is about to refute, but Leander immediately cuts her off. "You asked her that? I know you're older than the two of us, but don't you think it's disrespectful for you to question the fiancée of the Crown Prince? Doctor Lane, I hope you watch your words, or else I couldn't save you even if I want to."

Doctor Lane glare at me. "Why am I the one who needs to watch my words? I am a respected Doctor of the Vrawyth Kingdom. The King choose me to join this trip because I am competent enough, but because of a certain spoiled brat noble daughter, I need to bow down? What do you want me to do, huh? To just sit still and watch her criticize my competency as a Doctor?"

"Doctor Lane!"

I step forward and shake my head at Leander. "If you only do your job, do you think I would criticize you? You keep parading your title as a doctor but let me ask you, Doctor Lane, are you doing what a Doctor should be doing?"

Doctor Lane is about to refute, but I immediately cut her off. "You keep complaining that I'm questioning you as a Doctor, but look around you, Doctor Lane, does their wounds have been treated?" I walk towards my personal maid. "What's your name?"

The maid bows her head. "My name is Eve. Miss."

I raised her head and made it face Doctor Lane. "Is this how competent you are? Eve's wounds are still bleeding. And look around. Most of the maid's wounds are still bleeding and untreated. Yes, some are treated I could see that. But how did you treat them? Look how you dressed their wounds. Is that how a Doctor should dress the wounds of their patient? Why does it look like it was made carelessly? So, tell me, is it wrong to question your competency if this is how you treat the patient? Or you just think that it a low thing for you to treat the maids?"

Doctor Lane got silent. She just bites her lips and glares at me. Leander looks at Doctor Lane and shakes his head.

"Doctor Lane, is this how you treat your patients? And you even questioned Lady Lauretré? Is that how a Doctor should act?"

Doctor Lane bowed down her head and clenched her fist. Trying to control the anger she is feeling.

I would have let her go if she just treats the patient right. However, she got the nerve to mock me? That's against my limit. She didn't know who she's fighting with.

"Why am I the bad guy here? I am doing my job as a Doctor. I am a respected Doctor in the Vrawyth Kingdom. Why would I need to treat these lowly peasants?"

"Doctor Lane!" Leander snaps at her.

Doctor Lane is about to refute again, but Prince Fraser entered the tent with a frowning face. "Did I heard it right, Doctor Lane? Do you think you're above the maids just because of your title as a Doctor? Is that how a Doctor treats her patient?"

Doctor Lane froze in an instant and looked at Leander. Trying to ask Leander for help.

I smirk. She got the guts to place herself on a high pedestal. While Prince Fraser, who is born as nobility and the future Ruler of the Vrawyth Kingdom, put everyone else beyond him. Where did she get her confidence? How can Doctor Lane get away with this?

I walk towards Prince Fraser, and clings to his arm, which causes him to freeze on the spot. He looks at me bewildered.

I just pout at him. "Prince Fraser, I was just asking her why did my personal maid's wound is still not attended. But she suddenly snaps at me. She asks me what would I be without your halo? Is it right for her to ask that? Was my question out of line?"

Prince Fraser just stares at me dumbfoundedly. Like what I have said is too unbelievable for him.

I hear Doctor Lane snort, but she immediately covers her mouth and looks at me mockingly.

"Fraser," I tug the end of his sleeves and put up a pitiful expression. For the sake of making this Doctor pay. I even sacrifice my dignity. Why do I always make things difficult for me?

I feel Prince Fraser tremble a little. He looks at me and puts his arm behind my back. He then leaned on me and whispered, "We definitely need to talk about this later, Csille."

He then looks at Doctor Lane. "Doctor Lane, don't you have anything to explain?" He asks with an edge on his voice.

Doctor Lane immediately waves her hands. "Prince Fraser, please let me explain. That's not what I really said. She was questioning my competency, your highness, so I-"

"So you criticize her is that so? And are you saying that my fiancée, Csille Lauretré, is lying? What would she get from lying to me?"

Doctor Lane looks glares at me. "I am not lying! She questioned my competency as a Doctor. Why are you not seeing that? What right does she have to question my competency? Just because she is the so called fiancée of you, Prince Fraser?"

I laugh at Doctor Lane's words. "I am just asking you why their wounds are not healed. Why do you need to sound soo defensive? Also, Prince Fraser heard what you said a while ago. Do you think he is a fool to believe your words? Not because you're older and have the title of the Doctor, it will mean that we will believe in all the words you say. It requires mutual respect Doctor Lane."