[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke novel Chapter 297

Chapter 297: The Preparations Of The Wedding

Habits were terrible, terrible things. There was once a time when Xion used to sleep in a tiny room, barely enough for him to straighten his back.

Now, despite having the entire room and bed to himself, he found himself in a daze for almost a whole night.

He had belatedly discovered that he was no longer able to sleep without Darius clinging to him.

Just a night before, he had shoved the Archduke away, claiming that it was suffocating, only for Darius to laugh and hold him closer.

He had fallen asleep so peacefully even in that python-like grip that he himself felt absurd.

However, the previous night was truly a nightmare. He had barely managed to fall into a hazy dream when it was already time to wake up.

Now, normally, no one would dare to wake the consort of the Archduke in the wee hours, but today was different after all.

With the sun barely illuminating the ground, Xion was first pushed into a scented bath.

He finally understood why there were so many scented oils in the bathroom. They were all to make him fragrant like some gourmet for Darius to feast on!

[But host, you don’t look that repulsive to the idea~]

The teasing in the system’s tone was very obvious, just as clear as the shyness in Xion’s eyes.

Love came with so many expectations, and didn’t Xion know it already?

Although he had never been particularly demanding in aspect though, nor was he bold when it came to intimacy. He was willing to coddle Darius.

Whenever he would see those pretty green eyes brimming with desire for him, it made something wild run rampant in his chest.

He loves me and I love him. So what was the point of being so shy now?

But even after they had done everything that should and shouldn’t be done, Xion felt himself walking on a rope.

’What if I make some mistake? What if I embarrass Darius in front of so many people?’

If someone asked him to talk about such matters to Serena or Noxian, he wouldn’t be able to do it without feeling ashamed.

However, this artificial intelligence system was a different entity. And after living together for nearly five years, Xion had enough trust in this system to confide in it.

’What if I forget my words?’

[There are no words for you to say, host.] The system sighed, and a few garbled codes vanished into the air. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

Humans tend to become sensitive and emotional during such times as marriages and deaths. Hence, as a perfect system, it was going to repeat the same words for its host it had done before.

[First, you guys would be taken to the special altar where the respected from the groom’s family will read the chants to bind you two. Then you have to drink the wedding wine already prepared by the servants.]

All of them had something in common, but it wasn’t the gorgeous person painted to utmost perfection.

No, it was the complete absence of emotion, the disappearance of that spring-like smile that would make his heart beat uncontrollably.

No matter what age and what place, there was just a cold, almost detached look on Darius’ face.

If Xion wasn’t so sure he might have even suspected that this person in the painting and his lover were two different people.

You look like someone carved out of ice in these pictures... Xion mused fondly. Yet you melt so easily in front of me.

He tapped his finger on the armrest as he allowed the helper to comb his hair. Without even noticing, he had started to copy Darius’ habit. Like tapping when he would feel nervous.

A silent wish emerged, like a tiny sprout that bloomed after being watered day and night by the gentle caregiver.

’I wonder if I and Darius can have our portraits made.’ But that would be different from these.

There would be smiles on their faces, and they would look happy.

[Sure you can.] The system, like an expert salesman, decided that this was the best time to hit the mark. [Not only you can have your portraits made, but you can also even make one yourself. I can provide the material. How about it?]

He wasn’t completely hopeless at sketching, after all this.

But for now, he threw that idea at the back of his mind.