Once Lebanon entered the palace, he noticed his younger sister, who seldom showed up, was sitting in one of the thrones lazily.
"Prissy, I heard that you have a cold. Do you feel better now?"
Lebanon smiled slightly and walked in slowly as he asked.
He was a tall man, and his height covered the sun was that shining outside. Thus, Priscilla's heart skipped a beat when she saw this.
They hadn't seen each other for years. However, it seemed that Lebanon had grown a lot. Back then, he was skinny and malnourished. However, she didn't expect that he could survive until now.
In fact, Priscilla had quite a handful of information about him. When she found out that he was homosexual, she didn't despise him. Instead, she felt that he had sacrificed too much for love. He did not have the intention to compete for the throne initially, but he was forced to do so in the end.
Hence, she felt sorry for him.
"Thank you for your concern. As you know, dad didn't even bother to check up on my wellbeing."
Priscilla lowered her head with a sullen expression on her face.
When Lebanon looked at Priscilla, who was standing in front of her, he immediately thought about his own past. Thus, he felt upset for her.
"He is too busy to care about these trivial things. Here, I got you some cold medicine. I hope you feel better and more energised after taking someone. Don't worry, there are no side effects. If you don't take care of yourself here, no one else will care about you too."
Priscilla was slightly startled after hearing this.
Although she lived in the palace, she had no authority at all. Even the servants would sometime forget her existence, not to mention her siblings. Therefore, she was surprised by Lebanon's unexpected visit.
"Thank you. Maya, bring me the medicine."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Maya walked over and took the medicine from Lebanon before handing it to Priscilla.
Lebanon was taken aback when Priscilla drank the medicine without hesitation.
"Pris, aren't you afraid that I'll poison you?"
"Well, I'm almost forgotten by the world, so what's the use of poisoning me?"
Priscilla said bitterly.
In fact, this was the sorrowful life of a child of the noble birth.
She was quite a useless child, so no one, including her father, would remember her. Therefore, she knew that the other servants were still treating her like a princess for other reasons.
After all, the country had sent off their princesses to marry princes of foreign countries to strengthen their power.
She did not know who the king wanted her to marry. But no matter who it was, she now had someone to rely on.
After all, Nathaniel was here, right?
Although Lebanon had no idea what she was thinking, he could not help but feel sorry for her.
"Yeah, if people like us don't try hard to show how worthy we are, we probably can't survive here anymore."
Priscilla paused slightly when she heard this.
"Are you here to form an alliance with me? This isn't a good idea. I'm not interested in the fight for the thrown."
Lebanon ignored what Priscilla had said and found a seat. He then took a glance at Maya, and Priscilla understood what he wanted when she
saw this.
"You can leave now."
"Yes, Princess."
Maya left the room after saying that.
Once only both of them were left in the living room, Lebanon looked straight at her and whispered, "Look, I know that we're not that close, and it is really ridiculous to talk about family affection here. But except for you, I really can't think of anyone else."
"What on earth is it? Just say it. Although I am not interested in the fight for the throne, I think that I would prefer having a brother that pampers me than being alone. After all, I have taken your medicine, haven't I?"
Priscilla winked at him teasingly. On the other hand, Lebanon did not expect her to be so mischievous.
He was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed.
"It seems that you've been living a good life in this palace!"
"Of course. I feel better because I don't expect anything from anyone."
Lebanon was startled after hearing what Priscilla had said.
Did she have no expectations for anyone at all?
Indeed, didn't he leave this place previously because he had nothing to lose? However, he was once again caught up in the middle of this political mess again.
Suddenly, a hint of bitterness flashed across his eyes, but Priscilla could clearly sense his emotions.
She didn't have much affection for her brothers. However, she wanted to get closer to Lebanon because of Mango. Thus, she couldn't help but ask, "What happened to you?"
However, Priscilla had heard that Lebanon loved Alfred deeply. Then, who was the man who suddenly appeared? Prissy was very curious.
"You should know that children who grew up in our family can't true have any friends."
"I know, but he's one of Alfred's cousins. Alfred died right after we met, and I promised him that I'd take good care of him. So I hope you can help me.
Now Lebanon could only drag Henry and Alfred into this. However, he felt guilty for using his deceased lover. Despite feeling this way, what else could he do?
Suddenly, he felt glad that Alfred was no longer alive. Otherwise, the latter would probably hate him.
Meanwhile, Prissy noticed the sadness beneath his eyes.
She was also moved by Lebanon's love for Alfred. In fact, everyone knew that Bernard could be the illegitimate child of the Laborn. However, Lebanon had killed Bernard's mother for the sake of Alfred, so this proved how deeply in love he was. Although it sounded reasonable for Lebanon to help Alfred's cousin, somehow Prissy felt strange about this.
However, it was not a big deal. As long as the person was here, she could easily figure out the truth.
"I'm glad that you survived those hardships, and it will be too cruel of me to refuse your request. Moreover, I also took your medicine. Well, bring him over then."
Lebanon felt extremely relieved when he saw that Prissy had agreed to his request.
As long as Henry entered Prissy's palace, Bernard had to think twice before doing anything. Also, he had a feeling that the defence mechanism and security at Prissy's palace would be more secure than what it looked like now.
"Thank you. I owe you a favor. I'll treat you to dinner later."
"Alright, I'll keep it in mind. You mustn't go back on your word."
Prissy smiled faintly and politely as she said this.
Then, Lebanon ordered someone to bring Henry in.
Prissy originally thought Lebanon's subordinate had only suffered a minor injury. However, Henry looked like he was on the verge of death. His clothes was besmeared with blood, and his face was beaten up so violently that she couldn't recognise him.
It was a miracle that he was still alive!
Prissy suddenly became interested to know what had happened.
What did this man do to infuriate Bernard? Why did Bernard beat him up cruelly?
Although Bernard was brutal, he had restrained his behaviour once arrived in Angolla. Now that he was working under Lexis, he dared not be too arrogant. However, Priscilla could tell that Bernard did not show Henry any mercy when she saw the latter's injuries.
At this thought, Prissy suddenly fell into deep thought as her expression turned solemn.
"Lebanon, this guard of yours doesn't look like he only suffered a minor injury! What if he dies in my place? Will you blame me?"
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