Baby Pharmacist Princess

The knights grasped the ointment tightly in their gloved hands, and the secretaries tried to hide their twitching lips by turning their heads away.

These were people living a bleak daily life.

Even among the imperial palace knights, the workload greatly varied depending on which palace they were assigned to.

The third separate palace, housing the Ministry of Medicine and the Ministry of Magic, was the best place to slack off.

On the other hand, the first separate palace, where the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the Ministry of Justice were located, was the most challenging and was avoided by everyone.

‘But where did such an adorable… creature… come from?’

‘Just looking at her suddenly gives me energy.’

‘Hey, do you feel that way too? What’s the name of that cute Princess?’

The knights, caught off guard by receiving the ointment, communicated through high-level eye contact and took deep breaths.

The third separate palace allowed for more casual conversations, easy bathroom breaks, and taking annual leave without worry.

The Ministry of Medicine was practically non-functional, and the wizards in the Ministry of Magic were all eccentrics who didn’t care what the knights did.

But the first separate palace was different.

‘Continuous tension!’

‘Even a moment’s distraction leads to severe scolding!’

‘There are so many troublesome complaints to deal with!’

In such a place, the knights who saw the adorable human Cherry couldn’t help but clutch their chests.

“Oh my, after only seeing someone like Idsys, seeing Cherishe makes the world seem brighter.”

“Of course, Idsys brightens the world with his looks.”

“But he darkens it with his personality, so it balances out to zero.”

“So please visit more often, Princess!”

The secretaries, two men and two women, all had dark circles under their eyes.

They had been working tirelessly, enduring Idsys’ demands.

Idsys was highly efficient but tolerated no mistakes, making the secretaries’ lives miserable.

“Why is it so noisy?”

At that moment, the door slid open, revealing a pale-faced Idsys.

Despite his unwavering beauty, he exuded a melancholic and exhausted aura rather than looking like he was dying.

But the secretaries tensed up.

Idsys, not fully awake, didn’t wear his usual smiling mask.

In most cases, a barely awake Idsys was extremely ferocious and unpredictable.

No one dared to make a sound, fearing what might happen next.

Flap flap!

“Brother!”

A beautiful golden blur passed by the secretaries’ eyes.

“…Cherishe?”

Idsys, squinting as if still half-asleep, quickly grasped the situation and gestured.

“Come in. Don’t just stand there.”

We’re saved!

Thank you, Princess!

Witnessing the miracle of Idsys calmly disappearing, the secretaries clasped their hands together, praising the little Princess even more.

“Since my sister is here, I’ll take a break. You can leave your posts for a bit too.”

Not only did Idsys not get angry, but he also offered a rare break…!

Elated, the knights and secretaries hurriedly left to find a place to enjoy their brief respite.

All of them were thinking the same thing.

‘I hope Princess Cherishe visits every day!’

* * *

At that moment, in the White Night Palace.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

An unusual sound had been echoing in the Prince’s office for some time.

The irregular dripping sound was causing the advisors in the office to wear pained expressions.

The noise kept interrupting their concentration.

This was not a scheduled stretching break.

The advisors were diligently briefing their agendas, and the Prince was supposed to be listening.

But who could say anything if the Prince wanted to relax his hands?

Similarly, they couldn’t complain if the Prince listened with his ears while looking at something else with his eyes.

“…Sigh, Your Highness. Are you that worried?”

Only one person, Solip, dared to speak.

Solip finally paused his briefing and sighed. Vikal gestured dismissively while slightly narrowing his eyes.

“Continue. I am listening.”

“I understand you are listening… but your hands. Cracking them like that distracts me.”

“…Was I doing that?”

“Yes. For the past 30 minutes.”

In fact, everyone in the office was bothered by the sound, but only Solip dared to address Vikal directly.

“If you’re so worried, why didn’t you go with them?”

Solip took off his glasses and pressed his temples. But Vikal had no intention of turning off the magic screen in front of him.

“It was in a parenting book. A good father should send his children on errands and watch them.”

“Children need to develop independence. But watching them doesn’t mean monitoring everything they do and say.”

That was true.

The ring Vikal gave Cherishe.

It was a unique magical artifact.

Vikal had specially crafted it himself the night before, intending to record his daughter’s activities, but more importantly, to protect her from any harm.

No matter where Cherishe was in the world, as long as she had the ring, Vikal could find her.

The ring also contained some of Vikal’s power, serving as a protective shield if necessary.

Telling Idsys to give it to her was just an excuse for an ‘independence-building errand.’

Idsys would immediately understand upon seeing the ring and return it to Cherishe.

“Sigh, my daughter is truly lovable. Even watching her is delightful. Have you ever seen a child as lovely as Cherishe?”

He said ‘lovable’ three times.

That meant the response was practically predetermined.

The problem was that Vikal’s current obsession with cuteness had reached a level where he wasn’t interested in other people’s responses.

‘He’s always been somewhat of a doting sibling…’

‘But now it’s getting more serious.’

‘He used to adore Kienna secretly, without showing it. Didn’t he say he regretted that?’

‘Hmm, I can’t imagine how much more intense this will get.’

The advisors exchanged glances, silently conversing.

It would be at least 30 minutes before the briefing resumed.

It seemed the Prince had no intention of focusing on work until Princess Cherishe returned to the White Night Palace.

And Vikal indeed had no desire to listen to the briefing.

‘She met Idsys. And now she’s leaving. But where is she going alone?’

The screen shook as if she were hopping around, likely because the ring around her neck was bouncing.

‘What if she falls?’

As Vikal anxiously watched Cherishe’s movements, he suddenly stopped.

Something on the screen was bothering him.

‘A boy?’

A rather handsome face. A dreamy gaze.

And an appearance suggesting he was unwell.

Just as he thought, Cherishe approached the boy.

“What is that?”

“Yes?”

“What is that? That boy pretending to be sick to get my daughter’s attention.”

“Well, he might really be sick… I’ll find out.”

Seeing Vikal’s expression, Solip immediately stopped talking and answered obediently.

Solip approached the screen, and after scrutinizing it, he narrowed his eyes.

“This is strange. We don’t have any information on that boy.”

“What?”

“Judging by his attire, he’s likely a noble’s child… silver hair and purple eyes are rare combinations…”

Solip’s confusion was unusual.

It was also a sight that shouldn’t be visible.

Solip was the core of Prince Vikal’s camp, controlling all the information.

If Solip didn’t know, no one in the camp did.

“I’ll find out.”

Solip’s face was extremely expressionless as his earlier frustration and confusion dissipated.

While Solip moved quickly, Vikal continued to stare at the screen.

Cherishe handed a paper bag to the boy and did something, causing the boy’s cheeks to redden…

‘Why are his cheeks turning red?’

Bang!

As Vikal slammed the table, the expensive wooden table split in half with a cracking sound.

The hundreds of gold coins spent on it became meaningless, but Vikal paid no attention to the poor table.

‘I want to rush over and tell him not to bother my daughter, but…’

Doing that would ruin the errand.

And suddenly appearing would undoubtedly startle Cherishe.

‘I can do everything for her as a father, but I shouldn’t.’

Fostering independence, watching unexpected situations, and praising them.

It was incredibly difficult to follow a single line from the book.

Killing all the threats in the world and creating a safe paradise for her would be easier.

Cherishe wouldn’t need to know who was eliminated. It could be done without her knowing. It could, but…

‘I shouldn’t do that.’

Knowing there were dangers in the world and still letting his daughter grow independently without him was truly hard.

Especially since Cherishe felt like a precious kitten to Vikal.

“I didn’t care what my sons were doing or where they were going.”

Vikal muttered quietly, clenching his fists while watching the shaking scene on the screen.

Since Gergys was with her, there shouldn’t be a big problem, but seeing the interior of the carriage on the screen finally allowed him to sigh in relief.

‘Raising a daughter is heart-wrenching.’

Not knowing what happened to Kienna made him more anxious.

At least he believed Kienna’s death was unnatural.

Those who targeted Kienna might also target Cherishe.

‘Solip doesn’t know, and I’ve never seen him either.’

The boy seemed about ten years old.

More than his silver hair, his purple eyes bothered Vikal.

Those eyes reminded him of something, but he couldn’t remember what.

“Could he be a demon?”