CURE THE CROWN PRINCE

[IS IT really poison?]

Nathaniel wasn't actually certain.

It wasn't like he ate anything strange before he coughed up blood. The last thing he remembered was taking a sip of Crimson Wine– the wine that Graham gave her earlier.

[Could it be…?]

"Nathaniel, are you awake?"

That was Priscilla's voice– his maternal cousin.

He couldn't open his eyes, so he was currently depending on his hearing.

The fact that his mother called his cousin to check up on him instead of the royal physician could only mean that his mother was actually doubting the people in the palace. After all, even though he was the Crown Prince, it wasn't like everyone was on your side.

"You've consumed Crimson Wine earlier, right?"

"It wasn't the wine," Nathaniel said weakly. "The wine wasn't poisoned."

Was he trying to protect Nathaniel?

Maybe yes.

But it wasn't because he cared about his half-brother.