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Attica dematerialized to the wing she had designated to the guests, knocking gently on the doors to the Crown Prince's quarters.
Crown Prince Elio answered her knocking which didn't come as a surprise. He looked no different than he always did, his dark eyes staring right through her.
Attica curtsied deeply, there was no noticeable difference but there was something terrifying about the Crown Prince when his waif of a beloved wasn't by his side.
"M-My apologies for the intrusion, Your Highness," She stumbled over her words, unable to keep her head up. "But I overheard that the lady was down with a fever, if there's anything Your Highness needs do not hesitate to inquire."
Elio couldn't help but wish the stoic housekeeper could help. Getting his beloved to eat had been a handful, she kept insisting that Cielo be invited to join them even though she had no appetite and barely took more than a few sips of her broth.
