THE FORBIDDEN PASSION OF THE RULER
You need to heal

Latizia was picked up by Wey's waiter who took her carefully to the dining room. Latizia tried not to show strangeness with the way it went because indeed, the core felt quite sore when rubbing against the daleman.

"Miss! You okay?" Ask the waiter Wey because Latizia's face was a little pale.

"I'm doing fine. Emm.. is there a party? It seems that this decoration wasn't there last day."

"It's a party made by Prince Franck. Miss!" Answer Wey's waitress.

Upon arriving at this spacious and magnificent dining room. Latizia knitted her eyebrows at the sight of many balloons and flowers in every corner of the room.

He also saw Milano sitting obediently beside Franck who was seen giving him advice.

When he saw Latizia had come, Franck immediately pushed Milano's shoulder which was forced to stand.

"Pick up your girlfriend and sit next to her!"

Without any further rebuttal, Milano approached Latizia with a flat face and a steady gaze but Latizia knew what she should do.

"Make trouble, I will end you," Milano's whisper immediately wrapped around Latizia's waist who was forced to join the dining table.

He walked in tandem with Milano pulling the seats opposite Franck who stared warmly at the two of them.

"Sit down! Consider it your own home!" He said friendly and very attentive.

Milano just quietly sat next to Latizia who was also comfortable with Franck's response in receiving it.

For a moment Franck silently watched the two of them in turn. Latizia was clumsy, she did not know what she wanted to talk about while Milano was only mute with her flat face.

"What are you waiting for, huh?! Bring food to the plate. This kid!" Franck's annoyance at the obedient Milano.

He took Latizia's plate and filled it with the food that had been served on the table. Latizia who saw Milano was angry and so obedient to her brother that she held a smile.

Didn't expect a brandal man and messum like Milano to be a chick in front of her brother.

Latizia thought of a smile but immediately changed the look of her face when she got a deadly glance from Milano.

"Condition your face" Grumbled Milano quickly put the plate before Latizia and she chose to drink a glass of wine.

Seeing Milano like this, of course Franck felt guilty for not being able to educate his sister to be sweeter.

"What's your name?" Franck asked Latizia who had tasted vegetables on her plate.

"Latychia!"

"A pretty name like hers. My sister is very lucky to be with you. But he's not very good at connecting with women. It was a bit stiff indeed and too cold," Clearly Franck but Latizia simply nodded.

Milano is a professional player. Last night he was made to endlessly screech favors and.haiss why I so remember that. Think Latizia shook her head quickly.

"Since when have you been lovers?"

"Since then!"

Deggs..

Latizia unintentionally answered that. He was pale as Milano threw a murderous gaze at him even the air in this dining room felt frozen.

"A..mak.I mean since then we actually want to tell you that we have established a universal relationship..."

Latizia held Milano's hand on the table with an eye gesture to continue that answer.

"Since 3 months ago!"

"Yes, 3 months ago!" Imbuh Latizia smiled awkwardly.

Franck silent. He looked at Milano who did not show a different look at all. The man was very calm and relaxed.

"So, you haven't been home for months because you've been dating?"

"Sister! You're the one who always told me to find a companion, aren't you?!" Lazy Milano to Franck who finally chuckles small.

"That's it. I'm not gonna bother about that. What's clear is that you're an adult now and don't waste your woman. Tonight I plan to celebrate my brother's maturity day because I have the courage to have a woman. Besarro!!"

His words thrust wine glasses at them until Latizia followed with Milano.

The middle-aged man immediately picked up his wine glass and joined in. They drank with joy and were certainly very warm.

Just tonight Latizia saw Milano want to listen to her brother's advice about a relationship. The handsome man who used to be indifferent suddenly obeyed whatever Franck said even, he dined obediently on this big table.

"When are you getting married?"

"Yahoo!!"

Latizia and Milano who were focused on eating immediately choked. Both of them directly gulped down a glass of water nearby with equally awkward faces.

"Why? You guys don't plan on getting married?" Ask Franck to investigate.

"Sister! Our relationship is new. Do not think there first," replied Milano normalize his throat that was sick.

Latizia only nodded at that. Milano's little talk could skin him alive.

"Emm.all right! Don't rush. You can prick the kids first."

"A..What child?!" Inner Latizia grunted. If it wasn't for that pretend plan, then he wouldn't want to sit side by side like this.

"Sister! What about your health?" Tanya Milano shifted the discussion because she felt Latizia had begun to feel uncomfortable.

"I'm doing fine. Nothing has changed!" Franck replied lightly with a relaxed smile.

Latizia knew very well that Franck also wanted to stand like a normal man in general. Spending all ages in a wheelchair is very tiring but, Latizia salutes Franck who can still be cheerful even very warm.

"You don't need to send the bespectacled old man here anymore. Nothing will change. I'm tired of doing this that there's no obvious result" Franck carelessly asked.

Milano silence. His silence is a process of thought and consideration. There was a sense of dislike in his heart when his brother had no more spirit to heal.

"Sister! Brother doesn't want to trouble you. Besides, a wheelchair doesn't curse at all. Better focus on.."

"I decide whether you can stop or not. You just do what I want!" Sela Milano is not kidding.

Franck finally shut up for a moment. From the look of his face began to look saturated with drugs or expensive therapy that never worked.

"Sister! Brother doesn't want you to waste any more money!"

"I work and I decide! Brother simply accept it," Press Milano immediately got up from his seat and left with emotion.

Latizia looked at each other silently with commander Ottmar who could do nothing about all this.

"I'm sorry to have disturbed your eating!" Segan Franck to Latizia who just silently stared in the brown netra of this man.

"I know, you just don't want to hope anymore!"

"You..."

"But, Milano is full of hope! He's up against anyone who can potentially bother you and works hard so you can walk again. Don't break it, hm?"

Franck silent. He looked down at his legs that had long stiff and never moved even though he had often done surgery.

"My bone marrow is in trouble! Nothing fits at all. My two feet are no longer stable. I don't want to give him a burden. Let me be like this. for..what am I walking for?! I just want to see her happy, she has a child and I'll be an uncle. It's simple!" Obviously Franck to glassy and soft.

Latizia took a deep breath. If you hear about Franck's current situation, it seems he knows who can treat this man, although it is not certain.

"Have you tried traditional medicine?"

"Everything has been done. Milano was always stubborn," Franck muttered looking tired.

Latizia immediately stood up from her seat. He wanted to talk to Milano about something that might be holding back some emotions somewhere.

"You know your sister is stubborn. You should have supported him. If you don't want to fight for yourself then fight for your sister's hope!" Latizia said firmly and stood up. He patted Franck on the shoulder before completely leaving the dining room.

Commander Ottmar is silent. He is happy for the presence of Latizia because it can be an intermediary between Milano and Franck who often differ in opinion.

"Hopefully princess Latizia can temper the anger, Prince Milano!" Inner commander Ottmar

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