The Prince’s Nanny, Her Specialty Is Assassination - Chapter 30

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Chapter 30. Wish and Promise (1)

‘Since being awake would only cause suffering from the wounds, it’s better for him to remain unconscious.’

I slowly rose from my seat.

The pharmacist was startled and stumbled backward.

“And you.”

“Yes!”

He suddenly raised his hand and blurted out something I hadn’t even asked.

“I-I’m also good at making cold medicine!”

That wasn’t what I was going to ask about.

Though cold medicine is important too.

I narrowed my eyes.

“What you saw today is a secret, understand?”

“Y-Yes! I’ll keep it in mind, absolutely keep it in mind!”

The pharmacist prostrated himself flat on the floor and bowed his head.

“So, you said you can make cold medicine.”

“Yes, yes. The maids working here at the Medical Institute said my cold medicine is the best. Fast and reliable.”

“Then give me some of that at least.”

“Yes, yes!”

The pharmacist hurriedly ran to the preparation table and moved so quickly his hands were barely visible.

Soon after, he handed me a murky potion with a reddish tint.

“U-Um, I heard The 3rd Prince is very young. Since the medicine might be bitter for young ones, I added a little strawberry syrup.”

What a pointless thing to do.

I took the medicine and glared at him again.

“I’ll say this once more – if what happened here today gets out…”

The pharmacist moved with keen alertness this time too.

Before I could even finish speaking, he prostrated himself flat on the floor again.

“I-I’m someone who values my life! I absolutely, absolutely won’t tell anyone about today!”

I was slightly taken aback by his more intense reaction than expected.

Well, it’s natural after witnessing such a scene.

“If rumors spread by any chance, I’ll come for you first.”

“Yes, yes. I’ll keep that in mind.”

I hurriedly walked away, leaving behind the pharmacist who was bowing his head to the floor as if meeting The Emperor.

At first I only intended to walk a bit faster, but before I knew it, I was running and panting.

I sprinted toward the 3rd Prince’s Palace like that.

With all my strength, at full speed.

* * *

“Hnngh.”

Edwin was still delirious from the fever.

I pried open his lips and forced the medicine down his throat.

“Caretaker, if he chokes on it…”

“Don’t worry. I may not know nursing, but I’ve given plenty of medicine before.”

“What?”

Contrary to Catherine’s concern, Edwin swallowed it all without spilling a drop.

Now I could only hope that cowardly pharmacist’s skills weren’t just boasting.

“Princess Emilia, you’ll catch his cold like that.”

“No! Ria will stay next to brother!”

Meanwhile, Emilia had been clinging to her brother’s side without budging since before I arrived.

Really, who did she inherit that stubbornness from?

As I sighed, Catherine picked up the princess.

“Nnngh! Ria said she’ll stay next to brother!”

“Princess Emilia, let’s go have a snack. The kitchen prepared honey cake that you love.”

“What? H-honey cake?”

Emilia’s innocent brow wrinkled.

Honey cake or her sick brother.

The princess bit her finger and muttered.

“But I can’t, Ria has to protect brother…”

“I’ll be watching over Prince Edwin, so please go ahead.”

At my words, the princess’s face instantly bloomed like a flower.

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“Good! Then Neitche will guard brother instead of Ria! You have to guard him well, okay?”

“Don’t worry.”

With that, Emilia left the room in Catherine’s arms.

Silence settled in. Only the prince’s breathing filled the room.

His breathing seemed much easier than before taking the medicine.

When I touched his forehead, his fever had dropped considerably.

‘That pharmacist wasn’t just boasting after all.’

I let out a small sigh and leaned back against the chair.

Outside the window, the sunset was already setting.

* * *

Spring colds were extremely persistent.

Edwin was sick for several days even after taking the medicine.

The coughing stopped completely, but every night his fever would rise and fall repeatedly.

Thanks to this, Catherine and Rachel had to take turns nursing the prince every day.

After a day or two passed like this, in the dawn when everyone was asleep.

Edwin slowly lifted his heavy eyelids.

His whole body had ached as if he’d been beaten, but now he felt fine.

Then through his blurry vision, he saw someone sitting beside him.

Someone sitting with their back to the moonlight, watching over him.

“Emma?”

Whether from drowsiness or lingering fever.

Edwin called the name of someone he could never meet again.

“Emma, is that you Emma?”

The prince’s sorrowful eyes quickly became moist.

“It is Emma, right?”

Edwin reached out desperately.

“Why, why did you come only now? I kept praying.”

Even if only in dreams, please appear just once.

Then Emma took his hand.

Without saying a word.

“I knew it, it really is Emma.”

Edwin gripped the cold hand tightly.

As if he never wanted to let go again.

The two remained like that for a long while, holding hands in silence.

“Emma.”

Then the prince slowly opened his mouth.

“I’m sorry.”

For not being able to do anything when she drank the poisoned cup sent by the 2nd Empress and was dying.

“I’m truly, truly sorry.”

For being a prince with nothing, for always being the one protected.

Because he was a coward who couldn’t even protect his young sister.

Tears flowed endlessly from Edwin’s eyes.

“I, I was wrong.”

The young prince’s voice cracked miserably.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”

“What are you so sorry about?”

Then, Emma spoke for the first time.

Her voice was much lower and colder than before.

But Edwin wasn’t rational enough to distinguish that difference.

“I, I hurt Emilia. Just like Emma.”

The prince squeezed his eyes shut as if it was terrible.

“And I couldn’t do anything in front of Brother Lloyd again. Even fighting back was useless.”

Edwin bit his lip.

“I’m sorry. Emma even made a wish for me to be happy, but I don’t know.”

Whenever he tried to grasp happiness, the misfortune flowing beneath his feet would strike as if it had been waiting.

“Emma, what is happiness? I don’t know. What do I have to do to be happy?”

His small shoulders trembled finely.

“Mother left too, and Emma left too. Everyone by my side leaves.”

And that strange woman said she would leave too.

Even though she said she would always be on his side.

“…That woman too, and Ria will leave someday too.”

Edwin muttered while gripping Emma’s hand tightly.

“I’m scared, Emma.”

Of being left alone. Of having no one by his side.

But what scared him most was the fact that he didn’t have the power to protect even those who stayed by his side right now.

“…If I were as smart as First Brother, if I were as strong as Second Brother, everyone wouldn’t have left, right?”

Edwin’s face flushed red as his fever seemed to rise again.

“Why am I, why on earth! Cough, cough!”

When the prince burst into coughing, Emma rose from her seat.

At her movement, Edwin startled and screamed.

“No! Don’t go! Don’t leave me alone, Emma!”

“Shh—.”

A cold hand covered the prince’s fevered forehead.

At the cool sensation, Edwin unconsciously closed his eyes.

“I won’t leave.”

“Really? You really won’t go?”

“Yes.”

“Really? You’re promising?”

“…Yes. I promise you.”

When Edwin asked again with an anxious voice, she slowly nodded.

“So please sleep a little more.”

Were those words some kind of spell?

The prince seemed relieved and fell back into slumber.

Under the cold but gentle touch.

* * *

It would have been better if I hadn’t remembered until the end.

– This was Emma’s last wish.

– A wish, you say?

– Yes. Emma said she wanted me to be happy. That’s probably her last wish.

I removed my hand from the sleeping Edwin’s forehead.

“Why does it have to be you of all people?”

At first I thought it was someone with the same name, later I hoped it was someone with the same name.

But I eventually came to realize.

That she was the same person as the ‘Emma’ I knew.

Countess ‘Emma Conrad’.

Edwin’s dead caretaker, and the woman who once raised me.

A woman who originally had the surname ‘Royce’, not ‘Conrad’.

“…You lied to me just to die in such a pathetic way.”

The last day I saw Emma was still vivid.

She clearly said she was going down to her hometown to live with her real family.

So I didn’t need to come looking for her anymore.

No, she said I must not come looking for her.

“If you wanted to cut ties with me, you should have just said so.”

Then I would have accepted it with a very willing heart.

Yet she kept the gift I gave her even in death.

“…Damn it.”

I cursed while looking at the shining pearl bracelet on Edwin’s wrist.

It was a cheap bracelet I bought at the marketplace with my first payment from The Assassin Group.

It was really an impulsive purchase.

Even though I thought I would never see her again, I bought it because I thought of that woman.

And after the day I promised The Former Captain that I would never meet Emma again.

The day I happened to meet her again.

I handed the bracelet to her as she held onto me and cried.

– Kayla, what is this?

– …It’s a token. If you bring this, I’ll grant you three wishes without payment.

At my words, she stopped crying and laughed cheerfully.

Her eyes looked like she was watching a grown child’s antics.

– You’re still as blunt as ever. You could have just said it was a gift.

Seeing my embarrassed face, Emma laughed for a while before wiping her tears.

– Then may I make my first wish?

– Please tell me.

– Will you continue to come see me? You don’t have to show me your face.

Emma seemed to already know very well what kind of work I did.

– It would be enough if I could just confirm that you’re doing well.

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