Forced to become a delicate companion of a paranoid lord

The seventh floor of the main building of Naya Castle was originally a luxurious greenhouse that the Lord of the Snowfield intended to use to raise imperial roses. Therefore, the entire floor was decorated in the style of the Heiseon Empire.

In addition to the 800-square-meter suite bedroom of His Highness Shiawi and the lord, the top floor also has many rooms of various sizes.

The lord and His Highness Shiyavi completed their winter inspection and returned to Naya Castle at seven o'clock the next morning. Celine, one of His Highness Shiyavi's guards who had stayed in Naya Castle for more than two months, walked through the corridor to the door of the guest room farthest from His Highness Shiyavi's bedroom. She knocked on the door a few times, neither lightly nor heavily, and then waited quietly outside the door.

Not long after, the gilded carved wooden door, which was very different in style from the other floors of Naya Castle, was opened from the inside.

The person who opened the door was wearing a nightgown and walking barefoot on the soft carpet. His purple eyes were full of annoyance. When he saw the maid at the door, he lowered his voice and asked.

"what's up?"

"Lord Raymond, the lord asked me to tell Mr. Irel that His Highness Shiawei had a fever around three in the morning and will not be able to have breakfast with Mr. Irel as planned today..."

"Fever? Xi Yawei was fine yesterday, why did he suddenly have a fever?!"

Celine's words were interrupted by Raymond's stern question from behind. She looked at the magician with a frosty face, who was also wearing a nightgown and had slightly messy black hair. Just as she was about to explain, the other party suddenly disappeared.

The moment Iriel disappeared, Raymond took off his pajamas in front of Celine, then took out a set of clothes from his space props and began to put them on.

Feeling the fluctuation of magic elements, Celine, a magician, realized that the other party had used space teleportation magic, so she looked straight at Raymond who was hurriedly getting dressed to find Iriel and said, "Someone will bring breakfast later," and then turned around and left quickly.

After Raymond put on his clothes, he followed Iriel's scent to the door of Xie Wei's bedroom, and then saw the Lord of the Snowfield standing outside the door with a dark face, and several doctors standing beside him.

"Were you kicked out by Yrel? Alas, my Yrel is usually very good-tempered. You made him angry. It's all your fault."

Doctor Sally, who came from the eastern part of the empire to the far northern territory, nodded in agreement. Raymond was right. Lord Iriel was a very gentle man.

But she was a little confused. His Highness Shiavi was ill, so why was Lord Irel so angry with the Lord of the Snowfield?

Doctor Sally, who had never seen the true face of His Highness Elias, the Glory of the Empire, and had only heard of his excellent appearance and grace, still did not know that the little prince given by the Empire to the Lord of the Snowfield had a face that was 90% similar to the Glory of the Empire.

Mr. Rafa, who knew Xie Wei's true identity, was not present at the moment.

So for the time being, no one could answer her question.

……

Raymond has been with Irel for more than ten years, and has never seen Irel cook anything seriously.

Yrel doesn't like eating, but in order to stay alive and gain strength, he forces himself to swallow food.

Iriel, who had no desire to eat, had very low requirements for food. Raymond once followed Iriel and ate boiled bird eggs and dried wild vegetables for two whole months.

He always thought that boiled bird eggs were the most delicious food that Iriel was best at.

After all, when he was a child, he was forced to learn how to make cooked food that humans could eat because the food cooked by Iriel was too unpalatable.

Dragons can eat basically anything, and Raymond is not picky about food. He learned to make delicious food just to try to make Iriel like eating.

So, when exactly did Yrel learn to bake buttery cookies and cook delicious-looking meatball soup? Huh? Huh? Huh?

Raymond, exuding resentment from head to toe, squatted in the corner of the kitchen, watching Iriel bake the cookies and cook the meatball soup, then without even a glance at him, he left the kitchen with the tray.

Raymond knew that Iriel had brought delicious food to coax his brother. He was jealous and a little angry, so he didn't follow.

But after a while, he stood up and walked to the stove.

Before getting up, Raymond thought viciously in his heart that if Iriel made a lot of cookies and boiled a big pot of soup for his brother, he would eat all the leftovers!

Yrel's younger brother has a small appetite and can't eat much at all. He just doesn't want to waste the food that Yrel worked hard to make.

He wants to eat it all! Drink it all! Nothing left!

But when he walked to the stove, he saw a basket of milk-flavored biscuits placed on the stove, as if they were specially reserved for someone, and meatball soup in a large ceramic pot.

He didn't dare touch it again.

Raymond was a little confused.

He wondered if the biscuits and meatball soup were for him, for Shevy, or for Yrel himself.

So in the end he just leaned in to smell it, and then kept lying on the stove, intending to guard the biscuits in the basket and the meatball soup in the clay pot, waiting for Yirui to come back and ask him after coaxing his brother.

Xie Wei slept until ten o'clock in the morning. When he opened his eyes and saw Iriel, he first looked at the familiar bed curtains and the paintings in the room, and then closed his eyes again.

Iriel has calmed down now. When he came over in the morning, Xie Wei's physical condition had actually improved, but he had not yet woken up. Now that he is awake, he does not look particularly uncomfortable, but it seems that he has not slept enough.

"Get up and eat something before going back to sleep, okay?" Iriel's tone was very gentle. It was the first time he learned to use his mother's tone to coax his younger brother.

He remembered that when he was sick as a child, his mother would coax him to eat more in this way.

Small biscuits with a milky aroma and steaming meatball soup were the things he could still eat with an appetite when he was sick.

And all he could eat were the biscuits and meatball soup that his mother and father made together.

Irel didn't know whether Xie Wei liked to eat or not, but he only learned how to eat these two things.

The rest, I haven’t had time to learn yet…

Xie Wei, who had been dancing, singing and chatting with a group of Parasauls in his dream for a long time, thought he was having a different dream.

It wasn't until he smelled the familiar aroma of food and heard what Yrel said that he realized he was not dreaming.

Helped by Iriel to sit up, Xie Wei watched his brother stand at the table, pour a bowl of soup and bring it to him, then clumsily scooped a little with a spoon and fed it to his mouth.

The soup was no longer too hot, it was just the right temperature to eat. Xie Wei was used to being fed by Sal, so he opened his mouth and drank the soup obediently.

While Xie Wei was wondering where Thrall had gone, he was eating the small meatballs that Irel fed him, one bite at a time.

Chew chew chew.

The taste feels so familiar.

Chew chew chew.

It seems Sal doesn't know how to make this meatball soup.

Chew chew chew.

This meatball soup is the same as the one I had at Bellagio...

Thinking of this, when Xie Wei looked at his brother who was feeding him soup, his heart felt very sad, but a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"Brother, I want another bowl."

Mom, I want another bowl.

Iriel, your little face has become round again. Let daddy have another bowl and you eat less.

You two have already eaten a lot. Here’s the last bowl, thank you. Could you please have another bowl?

Well, then Iriel will give the last meatball to you, thank you.

Dad is also a very generous person. Thank you, please have another bowl.

If we count from the time when the secret realm trial began, it has only been a few years since Xie Wei left Bellagia and said goodbye to his parents and childhood brother.

A few years haven't been able to blur those memories.

Xie Wei can still remember clearly both the appearance and the words.

After dinner, Xie Wei got up to wash up. He planned to change his clothes and take Iriel to see his experimental field, but he followed him into the bathroom, helped him wash his face and watched Iriel clean his teeth. After Iriel came out of the bathroom, he urged him to go back to bed and lie down.

Xie Wei knew that Iriel could only stay in the Far North Territory for about seven or eight days before leaving. Iriel had not told him yet, but Raymond whispered it to Flos, and Flos came back and repeated it to him, so he had no choice but to know it.

Before Yrel left the Far North, Shevi had two things to do. One was to go to the Temple of the Goddess and make a covenant with Thrall in the presence of Yrel and the high priest.

Another thing is to ask Iriel about the place of his father's death and what happened that year.