บท 312: Don't Touch Him If He Wakes Up

As the royal doctor continued treating the Crown Prince of Nardodia, Arin walked to Iria who was still standing next to the door.

"It's cold," he said to her. "Why did you come with just a robe too?"

"I was in a hurry," Iria replied with her gaze fixated on Emor Tripas who was on the bed. Then she shifted her gaze to Arin. "Who would do this?"

Arin Helev shook his head. "I have no idea for now."

"Do you think it can be Aryan Tripas?"

The King blinked when he heard her. "Emor is his nephew. He won't be that cruel."

"But I still suspect him," Iria insisted. "You don't know how much of a monster he is, Arin. He is an abusive person."

Though Arin finds her words strange, he was still bothered by her thin clothing. "Wait here," he said and walked out of the room.

The King was back in no time with a small blanket in his hand. Then he covered Iria with it. "You don't want the pain to resurface, don't you?"