Fifth Prince Liern Nas, who had been living as quietly as a mouse in the imperial palace, one day encountered Duke Arnold, Cassian Aristide.
“This is…”
“A Name.”
Engraved near the Duke’s heart, whom he had barely met, was, unbelievably, his own name.
“In return, all I ask is Your Highness’s absolute cooperation.”
The phenomenon of another person’s name appearing in blood-red somewhere on one’s body. Behind the blessing of immortality lurked an incurable disease that led the Name bearer to death.
The only cure for the pain caused by the Name was the other person whose name it was. With ulterior motives, and until the Name eventually disappeared, the two agreed to cooperate for their own benefit…
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“I’m not asking you to sell your body, just to show it. Is there a reason why you’re stalling? Unless you’re hiding the national seal in your crӨtch.”
The Duke acted as if he couldn’t see Liern’s utterly dumbfounded expression. He even frowned after finishing his sentence, as if he had recalled something unclean.
“If you’re hesitating so much because you suspect I have s*xual intentions in wanting to examine Your Highness’s body—”
The Duke paused, letting out a sigh mixed with a chuckle. His face expressed the absurdity of the mere suggestion, but he continued his insulting question, disguised as polite inquiry, in a calm tone until the very end.
“Shouldn’t I be the one offended?”
Liern’s face now flushed crimson with humiliation. It was ironic. Despite the Duke’s clear intention of not viewing him s**ually, Liern felt a sense of shame so intense that it made him tremble.
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