Rufus' POV:
Just as Kyle was about to be strangled to death, Flora stepped forward to stop me.
"Prince Rufus, please calm down," she pleaded. "If you kill him, we'll lose our only lead. I want him dead, too. But we need to find the antidote first. Maybe we can start with the black market and look for the person who sold him the poison." "Yes, I... I'll talk..." Kyle struggled to speak.
Finally, I loosened my grip and let him go. He collapsed to the ground and coughed, out of breath.
"Lock him up and interrogate him," I ordered my men, massaging my wrist.
While they took Kyle away, I also sent for someone to sniff around the black market for clues.
After all, I couldn't completely trust whatever Kyle said under interrogation. He could just be making excuses to buy time.
By the time I got back to the hospital, it was already dusk. A day had passed, yet there was still no antidote.
Sylvia was getting weaker and weaker by the minute, which made me want to jump off a cliff and into a pool of despair. I sat by her bed in silence, holding her cold hand tightly. I had never felt so useless in my life, being unable to protect the one person I loved.
"Sylvia will be fine," Flora said softly, trying to comfort me. "The doctors have been studying the poison. I'm sure they'll develop an antidote soon."
Without saying a word, I lowered my head and pressed my lips against the back of Sylvia's cold hand.
"Prince Rufus, stay strong. You're the only one she can rely on now." Flora's voice broke and she burst into tears. "Sylvia wasn't able to celebrate your birthday with you. She felt really guilty about that, so she secretly learned how to bake. She wanted you to enjoy a birthday cake she made every year from now on. She loves you so much. How could she be willing to leave you alone in this world?"
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