The Crown Prince’s medical records are extensive. That is to be expected when he’s been sick for the most of his life. But there is something really peculiar about it.
Miracle pursed her lips as she debated how to lay it down on Regulus. She turned her gazed on the boy happily trudging on the snow filled garden at the back of his palace.
The servants had long left them to their own devices. Their children, jeez. One was too young and the other is sickly and frail. There is nothing much to see in their interaction for the adult’s opinion.
That is why Miracle used this assumption as a loophole and take Regulus outside to inspect the defensive wards of the Palace.
It was shitty, she could already tell from afar, the wards of the Crown Prince’s Palace.
It’s was left to deteriorate after
