Chapter 71: The Princess’s Meal (2)
The match with Simon was officially established.
Right after the audience with the Emperor, I stood beside Simon in the Sun Palace’s reception room, listening to Ambrosia explain.
“The time limit is one month. The girl shall act as judge. As this is under imperial decree, I guarantee a fair and just evaluation.”
Ambrosia struck the floor with a relic, thump thump, as she declared this.
“Simon will use healing spells, and Gotberg will use medicine. Aside from routine checkups and emergency care, neither of the two personal physicians may administer any additional techniques to His Highness.”
“How will the prince’s condition be assessed?”
“Good question. Prince Guenter, Princess Asella, if you would step forward.”
Summoned under urgent imperial command, Guenter and Asella came to the front.
“To think my mealtime was stolen over some petty squabble between physicians—how insolent.”
Asella, clueless as to why she’d been summoned, puffed out her cheeks in protest.
“Please bear with it just a little. It’s a chance to expand our faction.”
The winner’s faction would absorb Georg’s, which was teetering on the brink of collapse.