I Became the Cure for the Cursed Prince - Chapter 113

“…Your Majesty, this is a misunderstanding. We were merely…”

Bang!
Leon slammed his fist down hard on the table, making it impossible for the nobles to continue speaking.

“Merely what? Are you jealous of Kiltan and Vilter?”

“……”

They all instantly fell silent.
Even though their words had been full of contradictions, once Leon mentioned treason, none of them could say another word.
Moreover, Leon’s expression was as fierce as a tiger staring down its prey.
This wasn’t the time to argue or defend themselves—it was the time to survive.

“Why are you all suddenly silent? Didn’t you gather here because you had something to say? If you still have something to say, speak.”

No one dared to step forward.
Leon, showing no signs of letting them go easily, pressed on coldly.
After a long, suffocating silence, Leon finally spoke again, his voice slightly softer this time.

“Raise your heads.”

No one moved right away.

“I said, raise your heads.”

At his second command, a few nobles cautiously lifted their heads.
Leon looked at each of them one by one, gave a small smile, and spoke in a much calmer tone.

“I apologize for losing my temper. But as you know, I have an extreme love for my partner.”

As he spoke, Leon traced his fingers lightly across the table.

“When I hear words that sound like a threat to the Crown Princess’s position… I honestly don’t know what I might do.”

His golden eyes gleamed sharply, and the nobles hurriedly looked away.

“So, I trust you will sincerely celebrate this joyful occasion.”

Nobody could answer.
They all realized instinctively: if they tried to insult Lucas even a little, their heads would be the price.

Leon smiled faintly and gave his final remark.

“I will gladly accept your gifts. My partner, who has risked his life for me, will be very pleased.”

His voice sent chills down their spines.

Outside the door, Lucas, who had been listening to everything, finally relaxed his tense shoulders.

He was truly grateful.
Leon had silenced the nobles with his authority and even declared his deep love for Lucas in front of everyone.

Yes, Leon would never betray me.

With that comforting thought, Lucas returned to his room, waiting happily for Leon to come.
Before long, Leon entered.
As soon as he opened the door and stepped inside, Lucas rushed toward him and threw his arms around his neck.
Surprised, Leon awkwardly freed his arms and patted Lucas on the back.

“I love the enthusiastic welcome, but you need to be careful. Didn’t I tell you not to get out of bed?”

“…Leon.”

Leon paused, alarmed by the sudden trembling in Lucas’s voice.
Lucas’s eyes were filled with tears.
They said pregnant people could become emotional, but to cry just because of a little scolding…

“I-I’m sorry. I just… I was worried. Did I hurt your feelings?”

Without answering, Lucas hugged Leon tightly and cried quietly for a while.
Not knowing what else to do, Leon just kept patting his back, whispering, “It’s okay, I’m sorry,” again and again.

After some time, Lucas wiped away his tears and, without a word, grabbed Leon’s hand and dragged him toward the garden.

“Where are we going? You shouldn’t be moving around like this.”

Lucas walked without any caution, pulling Leon’s hand so tightly that it hurt.
Leon kept trying to make him slow down all the way to the garden, but Lucas didn’t even seem to hear him.

When they finally reached the garden, Lucas stood in front of a statue.
Leon thought he might pray for a safe delivery, but instead, Lucas just gave a short bow and walked toward a nearby tree.
Placing both hands on the tree trunk, Lucas seemed like he was trying to pull it out of the ground.

Leon panicked.

“Lucas!”

Terrified he might hurt himself, Leon ran toward him, but Lucas was completely fine.
In front of him stood a large tree—uprooted completely.

“What the…?”

Leon’s heart sank, but Lucas smiled at him as if everything was perfectly normal.

“I figured you wouldn’t believe me unless I showed you.”

“……”

“I’ve gained strength several times greater than before.”

Leon stared at him in confusion.

“What are you talking about?”

Lucas pointed at the tree he had just pulled up.

“I have enough strength now to pull out a tree like this without any trouble.”

Seeing Leon’s bewildered eyes, Lucas smiled brightly and placed his hand gently on his belly.

“It’s not my strength. It’s the power of the child growing inside me.”

Leon stood frozen in place, staring back and forth between Lucas’s face and his belly.
Lucas was looking at him with the happiest smile in the world.

It didn’t take Leon long to understand what Lucas was trying to tell him.

Leon didn’t know how to express the joy bursting inside him.
Without thinking, he pulled Lucas tightly into his arms.
A wave of warm, sweet scent—so rich it felt like it could melt his tongue—washed over him.
Just by hugging him, Leon could feel how full of strength and life Lucas had become.

“You did so well. You really did amazing, my Lucas.”

Lucas hugged him back just as tightly and whispered,

“It’s not just me. It’s the result of us trusting each other.”

Lucas’s words made Leon’s heart tighten painfully.
What if, out of fear of losing him, he had made the wrong decision?
The very thought made his vision blur and his body tremble.
Filled with regret, Leon sincerely apologized.

“I’m sorry for making things so hard for you.”

Lucas gently patted his back, comforting him.

“It’s okay. Everything’s going to be fine now.”

Ermon watched Leon’s unusually bright smile with confusion as he handed him a stack of documents.
Leon accepted the papers but didn’t even look through them before asking,

“Ermon, you have a wife and children, right? You must know—what’s good for someone to eat during pregnancy?”

“…My wife didn’t have morning sickness, so she ate just about everything.”

“Really? Lucas isn’t having morning sickness either, so I guess I should let him eat anything good for him.
Wait, no—maybe I should find foods that are easy to digest, just in case.”

“First, let’s finish discussing the land development. After that, I’ll call for the head chef.”

“Right, land development is important. We’ll need good crops so Lucas can eat well.”

“Yes, Your Majesty. The land the knights secured is wide, but it’s been abandoned for a long time. It’ll be difficult to farm right away—Your Majesty?”

“We can’t just leave it.
And we should also start preparing baby clothes and a cradle in advance.”

“…I believe you meant to say we need to start by cultivating the land.
To make the soil fertile, we should first send farmers who specialize in agriculture—”

“Will it be a daughter? A son? An Alpha? An Omega? What do you think, Ermon? I’m going crazy wondering!”

“Would you like me to call the steward in charge of clothing preparations?
But first, Your Majesty, we really must finish discussing the new territory. I must deliver your orders quickly.”

“If it’s a daughter, I hope she’s a strong and healthy Alpha.
She’ll be beautiful like Lucas and strong too—no worries at all!”

Ermon sighed quietly to himself.
He understood the feelings of an expectant father, but Leon’s excitement was way too much considering how far off the birth still was.
Still, he couldn’t openly criticize him, so Ermon stayed silent, patiently waiting for Leon to regain focus.

Finally, Leon seemed to gather himself.
Looking slightly embarrassed, he opened the documents.
With sharp, focused eyes, he quickly read through them and gave his instructions.

“Making the land fertile can wait.
First, send surveyors to measure the land accurately and set clear borders.
We can’t risk sending settlers into unsecured areas.
Select knights first to stabilize the region, build houses, and then bring in the people.
The land will naturally become fertile with time.”

Ermon nodded.
At least Leon hadn’t abandoned his responsibilities completely.
Feeling reassured, Ermon smiled and replied,

“Yes, I’ll take care of it right away.
Also, Your Majesty, regarding training the new knights, should we assign it to Exer—”

“Ah! And we have to hire a nanny!
Lucas can’t manage everything alone. He’s already going through enough.”

“…I’ll assign the knight training to Exer, then.”

“Ermon, are you crazy?
Why would you even suggest making Exer a nanny?
Be serious!”

“…My apologies, Your Majesty. I misspoke. I’ll deliver your orders immediately.”

Ermon gathered the documents and turned to leave, but Leon called after him again.

“Wait. One more thing.
Until the land is stable, don’t collect any taxes.”

“Understood.”

Just as Ermon was about to finally leave, Leon called him once more, urgently.

“Ermon!”

Ermon stopped and turned around.

“Contact Rion Castle and summon Sion.
Duke Michelle might not like it, but Sion is the one Lucas needs most right now.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“And… while you’re at it, call for the royal physician too.
There’s something I want to ask personally.”

“Yes, Your Majesty!”

Even after responding, Ermon hesitated a moment longer, worried Leon might add yet another task.
Leon, noticing, asked with a puzzled look,

“What are you standing around for? Didn’t you say you were in a hurry?”

“Yes, then I’ll be on my way.”

At last, Ermon was able to escape Leon’s endless questions and excited rambling.

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