Chapter 195 - Ch. 195 Whatever The Cost (2) (1/2)

Elena stared at the doctor’s back before she turned to Carlisle.

“Are you not busy?”

“Not at all.”

However, a voice piped up from the door where the doctor had just left.

“Your Highness, it’s Zenard.”

Carlisle glared at Zenard standing by the entrance, but he replied.

“Come in.”

“Hail to the Crown Prince and Crown Princess. Eternal glory to the Ruford Empire.”

Zenard greeted them formally as usual, then handed over a stack of documents to Carlisle.

“Your Highness, this needs your approval today, so please look over them.”

Elena had watched this scene play out several times before. Carlisle refused to be separated from the now-conscious Elena, and so his subordinates would often bring his work to him. Carlisle gave a furtive glance towards Elena, then accepted the papers and quickly flipped through them before handing them back to Zenard.

“Proceed as it is.”

“Understood, Your Highness.”

Elena lay in bed, staring at Carlisle’s figure.

“I’m much better now, so you can go out and do some work.”

Zenard’s expression noticeably lifted at her words, but Carlisle snapped back as if her suggestion wasn’t worth considering.

“No.”

“I’ve been awake for days now, and the doctors say I’ll be fine.”

Carlisle’s blue eyes flashed fiercely.

“That’s because you don’t know the hell I experienced during those three days you were unconscious. I won’t go yet. Be patient and I’ll take care of you until you can fully walk.”

The desperation in his voice made Elena speechless. Carlisle hadn’t said anything about who attacked them or how he intended to punish them. Her only job as patient was to rest, but she was concerned whether Carlisle could stay with her for so long.

Ttog ttog.

There was a tap on the door, and Carlisle stood up to open it. Standing outside was a maid with a tray in her hands.

“I-it’s time for Her Highness to eat.”

“Give it to me.”

Carlisle took the tray and returned to Elena’s bedside. He often fed her, insisting that too many people coming in and out of the room would disturb her rest. Elena didn’t know what to do with such behavior. Carlisle blew at the bowl of hot porridge and addressed Zenard without looking at him.

“Go.”

Zenard quickly bowed.

“Yes, Your Highness. I’ll visit you later.”

Rather than stopping there, Zenard also bowed to the bedridden Elena.

“I pray for your swift recovery.”

“Thank you.”

After giving his parting words, Zenard left the room. Carlisle looked intently at the porridge cooling in the bowl, then scooped up a spoonful and held it out to Elena.

“It may be hot, so eat carefully.”

“You don’t have to do this anymore.”

She hadn’t been able to sit properly until recently, but now she was able to raise herself from bed. She was not so helpless that she couldn’t eat a bowl of porridge by herself. However, Carlisle just gave a low chuckle.

“I’m not saying you can’t eat. I’m doing this just because I want to.”

“…!”

Elena had never considered that before. She stiffened slightly when Carlisle drew near with the spoon, before eventually opening her mouth carefully and eating the porridge. It was embarrassing for her to be treated like a little child. From a young age, it was always Elena who cared for her weak sister Mirabelle.

Carlisle watched Elena as she ate.