The Queen Is Doctor Transmigration's
Chapter - 18 What Does My Son Like Esmera?
Chapter.18
The bodyguards came carrying Cello in his sling, taking him straight into the Emperor's room. Inside that large room, it was already lined up the Palace's residents. King, Queen, even Prince Alex's birth mother.
Neri's aunt had a nervous face, she didn't know Cello would recover from her fever and even the pus that had once looked terrible had now begun to dry up.
"So this is the kid?" ask the Emperor directly.
Alex saw that the cello was already looking healthy, the child's face was not flushed from the fever anymore. The guilt of accusing Esmera hit him even more.
"What's your name, Cello?" ask Prince Otis.
Cello.
"Did the doctor check it?" ask the Emperor for the guards.
"Having His Majesty the Emperor, the Physician said his body had started to improve."
"What was the last time Princess Esmera came to you, she hurt you?" ask Prince Otis directly.
The little boy shook his head, "The princess just touched my forehead, cleaned my legs and applied medicine. After that I took the medicine the Princess gave me from inside the strange box."
"Is there anything the Princess said?"
"The princess just said she needed a heat-relief medicine, I don't understand what the Princess is talking about anymore" Cello shook her head.
Prince Otis ended his interrogation, he turned to his father. " Emperor, what do you think?"
"It is certain that Princess Esmera is only trying to treat this child like the Princess treated me and Prince Yaron. You're wrong with your accusations, Alex. How do you want to correct the punishment you shouldn't have given Princess Esmera?"
King Gilmer kept on shaking his head, why lately almost all of his children are disappointing. How would he appoint a new Crown Prince if all was too unsatisfactory? Even Prince Levon who he had hoped for, now even heard his wife was troubled?!
"Dad, how about asking Princess Esmera's opinion?" pinta Prince Otis.
"Can't he move?"
"I'll carry her carefully. If allowed," said Prince Otis.
Prince Otis raised next to his eyebrows, but did not dare to reply to his nephew's words.
"I'll let you, bring Esmera here." Tymphal Emperor.
"Grandfather.." once again Alex could only sigh resignedly.
Prince Otis did not wait long, turning his body towards his room.
"Daughter, I will bring you before everyone. Everyone is waiting, let me hold you. Is your back gonna be okay?"
Safire nodded, "I've been better, maybe the medicine from the healer is very good plus the painkillers I take."
"I'll be careful," the Prince confirmed the blanket covering the bare skin of Safire's back, the front of the body still covered in the dress worn.
"Hold on my neck" asked Prince Otis after turning Safire's body face up.
Safire said he hooked both his hands around Prince Otis' neck.
Huff ! Prince Otis raised Safire's light body with gentleness then walked towards the Emperor's room.
"We're coming." Prince Otis deliberately raised his voice, everyone's eyes were now fixed on the two of them.
"Will the Princess be laid? It is not possible for the Princess to sit on a chair, her injuries are still very severe" Prince Otis said.
The Emperor saw his youngest son's eyes soften as he looked at Princess Esmera's face, his voice was even very laden with excessive worry.
Does my son like Esmera? The Emperor's mind was full of conjecture.
"You take the Princess in your arms, and you sit down!" emperor Said.
Prince Otis nodded vigorously not even taking care of Alex's sharp gaze. He sat on one of the seats still while hugging the Princess' weak body attentively.
Safire even unconsciously held his head against Prince Otis' chest, the warm sight was very painful Alex's feelings.