Chapter 45
I Next “Captain, it appears you have alopecia areata.”
Raciel’s response came swiftly and with accuracy. The once solemn and weighty atmosphere in the emperor’s office turned somber in an instant.
Unbeknownst to him, Captain Roberto, with his superhuman patience and self-restraint, clenched his fist. If not for these qualities, he would have disregarded the prejudices associated with his status and position and delivered a powerful blow to Raciel’s face.
But Roberto maintained his composure. Silently, he mourned the daily loss of his hair. As tears welled up, he raised his head, forcing a slight smile to prevent them from flowing.
‘Why am I like this because of such a thing. Sigh. If it were the Crown Prince, it would be possible.’
The captain concealed his tears, stealing a moment of vulnerability in secret. Meanwhile, the emperor felt a sense of horror brewing within.
“Are you saying that the captain indeed has alopecia areata?”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“But look. The captain still has a full head of shiny hair.”