Invitation
"I see. But that's not the reason I've summoned you here. We've been invited to the coming-of-age celebration at the Lockwood duchy. You'll be there, right? It's only a week from now."
"Is it necessary for me to attend?"
"Well, it's invitation from the duke so someone from the household have to attend to show some face. Why don't you want to participate?"
The duke was surprised at the sudden statement as Alex never missed an opportunity to court a lady, and the celebration would gather many noble ladies across the kingdom. It was rumoured that even the princess is attending the celebration.
"It's not like that I don't want to participate but my health seems to be deteriorating. It seems my illness has gotten worse."
"You know what that means, father? It means I'll be dead before anyone can predict!"
"Alex! I've told you several times not to harbour those feelings. As I said, I'll bring more healers to this estate, even if it is a demon, to cure you. So, stop spouting nonsense and enjoy your life to your full." Duke Falkrona crossed his arms and looked straight at his son.
Duke Falkrona held every child of his, regardless of their character and power, close to his heart. Even though Alex created problems here and there, he still was his only son.
"I know, father. I'm sure you've brought every healer across the four kingdoms to heal me, but they were all to no avail." He solemnly looked at his father with teary eyes and the true demeanour of a sickly boy.
"I've already flirted with many women. I've done what every noble son has done. There is no etiquette that I don't know, and there are no hidden meanings I can't decipher. I've done all that, and I'm sick of it. Cough~ I need a break, father. A much-needed one." He looked at his father straight into his eyes.
"...What are you suggesting?" Seeing his sickly appearance, the duke fell flat. After all, which dad wants to watch his son dying because of some illness.
"I want to go on a journey father, but don't worry I will return before the celebration. I have a strong intuition that I may find a cure for myself on this journey."
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
Yes, father! Very much!"
"I see. But you won't be going alone. I'll have your companions ready."
"Very well. As you wish, father! If there is nothing else, then I'll be taking my leave." He bowed to his father and left the room.
No Lily was to be found. Though he was a bit disappointed, he decided to hold off his desire until he was cured. That is if he could hold it together. He decided to take the long-due shower.
Creak! ~
His room opened as he twisted the key. It was, fortunately, not a mess. The room was large and decorated moderately. Not too much nor too less. He liked it.
He doesn't like rooms that are too decorated.
There was a king-size bed in the centre of the room, adorned with curtains and a canopy.
It was big enough to accommodate four or five people at the same time.
He~ He~ He~
He flashed a perverse smile when he thought about the future dances he was going to do on this bed when all of his family was away.
Other than the bed, the room contained a table and chair with pens and other necessary items, a dark wardrobe with a large mirror, and a large bookshelf brimming with books.
Old Alex did read books when he had time off from all the whoring and petty things he was doing around.
He locked his door and stripped off his clothes before entering the bathroom.
It was also very large compared to the normal or even luxury bathrooms he saw on TV.
'After a day of hard work, a hot bath is a must. I feel very relaxed and refreshed. ' He mused. Although he didn't do any hard work, he was still spent.
He took his sweet time in the bathtub, donned a bathrobe, and exited the bathroom.
He took a good look at his own reflection in the mirror.
20 years. That seemed like the age of the guy reflected in the mirror.
His face was long, with a chiselled jaw. His cheeks were a little hollow. His once-vibrant red eyes now looked dull and lifeless, like dead and rotting meat.
He had dark circles under his eyes due to lack of sleep.
He was very tall and slender.
He had a perfect set of teeth that gleamed like crystals in the moonlight.
His shoulder-length black hair was smooth and silky, something the illness hasn't devoured.
Overall, the guy looked very handsome, despite his ill health and deathly pale complexion, which gave him an almost ghostly appearance.
If he were to cure the illness, then he was sure he could freely court any girl he wanted, shag them.
Growl~~
His empty stomach signalled him again.
He decided to call for the meal. He opened the door to call a maid or butler and surprisingly found Lily in front with a cart of food.
She was wearing her usual maid dress. But with her attractive face, her pink lips, her ample breasts and curvaceous figure, she looked very beautiful and sexy.
"I-I thought you'd be hungry, young master," she shyly said. Her cheeks had a tinge of rose in them.
'Holy mother of snuggling God!'
"Of course, you know me, Lily. I really am very hungry!