Chapter 1130:


    A softugh escaped Elena. “Do you even know where you live?”


    With surprising confidence, the boy pointed past her, gesturing toward the entrance of the royal court. “It’s right over there.”


    Surprise flickered across Elena’s face. “You mean you live in the pce?”


    The boy nodded with earnestness. “That’s right. Come with me. I have a mountain of toys—if there’s anything you want, it’s yours.”


    By the looks of his clothes, Elena had suspected his family was something special, but royal blood was more than she expected. Since her own destinationy behind those pce gates, she smiled and agreed. “Alright, lead the way.”


    As Elena approached the pce gates once again, the butler caught sight of her and began to wave her off. “What are you doing back here? You can’t go in…”


    His words stalled midair when he noticed the small boy at her side, hand in hand with Elena. A drastic shift came over his face. Bowing slightly to the boy, he stered on a respectful smile. “Wee back, Your Royal Highness. Please, step inside.”


    Cold eyes narrowed, the young prince looked up. “And who exactly were you telling to leave?”


    Rushing to rify, the butler stammered, “I—I just meant that thisdy should leave. She’s not on the staff roster, so normally she isn’t allowed past this point.”


    Displeasure darkened the young prince’s features. “She’s the one who saved my life. I’m bringing her in myself. Is that a problem for you?”


    The news clearly startled the butler—he hadn’t realized that this woman had be the young prince’s rescuer.


    Quickly backpedaling, the butler nodded over and over. “Absolutely, sir. Please forgive my mistake. I didn’t recognize your savior.”


    With a dismissive huff, the young prince led Elena straight through the gates, refusing to release her hand.


    Meanwhile, a nervous tension hummed through the pce halls. Everyone was on edge, waiting for the arrival of the legendary Healer.


    Desperation filled the air. The king’s illness had baffled every local physician, leaving the royal family with no choice but to seek out the Healer’s help. Many had given up hope entirely—until, against all odds, the Healer had agreed toe and was expected at the pce today.


    Inside the king’s chamber, Dewayne Nguyen, director of Gleyross Hospital, waited with his team for the Healer’s arrival. As the silence in the room stretched thin, each breath was held in anticipation.


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    The Duke of ckwood, too, was present, his fingers drumming idly against the armrest. He asked, his voice effortlesslymanding the room, “Where is the Healer?”


    Dewayne answered with utmost deference, “The Healer indicated she’d be at the pce by this morning. Her arrival is expected any minute now. If you’d prefer to rest, please do—my team and I will handle things here.”


    Without another word, the Duke of ckwood rose and strode toward the exit, prompting his assistant to fall in step beside him.


    A collective sigh of relief swept through the Gleyross Hospital staff as the daunting figure finally departed.


    The king remained unresponsive, locked in aa that had stumped Yoswye’s finest doctors.


    In the meantime, Princess Tinsley Schneider had assumed control of the kingdom’s daily affairs. No expense had been spared—she had poured out a fortune to secure the Healer’s expertise, and even the Duke of ckwood had returned in haste.


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