Please get me out of this BL novel...I'm straight! novel Chapter 478

Chapter 478: ’Four Whole Days.’

"Eh? Why is it a problem?" Florian asked, brows lifting in genuine surprise.

Of all people, he hadn’t expected Lancelot to question him about this.

If anything, Lucius—ever the overbearing one—should’ve been the first to raise a fuss. But Lucius hadn’t seemed remotely worried about leaving him alone with Hendrix.

"You know His Majesty despises Prince Hendrix, right?" Lancelot’s tone was calm but firm as he crossed his arms over his chest. His gaze was steady, as if trying to read between Florian’s words. "And his sudden appearance here is... questionable. Did His Majesty not mention it?"

’He didn’t need to.’ Florian thought, keeping his face neutral.

"He did, but... he only came here because I was having tea with Scarlett and Athena. They had to leave unexpectedly, and it would’ve been rude not to entertain him for a while."

"I understand that," Lancelot replied, though there was a faint crease between his brows.

He reached up, rubbing the back of his head in an almost awkward gesture. "But... he’s under investigation right now. There’s suspicion he might be involved in underground dealings—selling ancient, illegal magic."

’Oh... so Heinz really is digging into that.’ Florian thought, folding his arms across his chest in quiet reflection.

But what was the connection? If Hendrix’s current goals involved helping Florian, what could illegal magic possibly have to do with it? Was it leverage? A weapon? Or something else entirely?

Then again, Hendrix still had magic he wasn’t supposed to be capable of using at all. That alone made the theory possible... but why?

"Alright," Florian said, voice steady though his thoughts were anything but. "I’ll try to stay away from him."

A lie.

There was no way he could distance himself now—not until he understood Hendrix’s plans in full. What he was trying to do. How he intended to succeed.

And most importantly... what his true aim was regarding Heinz.

"I’m glad to hear that. We don’t want anything happening to you again, Your Highness. You’ve already been through enough." Lancelot’s expression softened as he placed a firm, reassuring hand on Florian’s head, giving him a small, protective smile.

Florian’s lips curved slightly despite himself. "Thank you for looking out for me, really. Now... did you just get back?"

Lancelot nodded. "Yes. I was on my way to see His Majesty, but then I spotted you here."

"Speaking of... do you know where His Majesty is?" Florian asked.

"I... assume he’s in his office?" Lancelot’s voice lifted at the end, uncertain, as if he didn’t understand why Florian would ask him of all people.

Florian sighed, shaking his head. "Apparently not. He didn’t come to our room last night, and I haven’t seen him since. Azure’s gone too. I have a feeling Lucius knows something, but he’s not telling me."

"That is strange," Lancelot admitted. "Do you want me to go ask for you?"

Florian’s eyes lit up instantly. "Yes, please. I’m worried it’s something related to me, and it’s... frustrating, not knowing where they are."

A low chuckle escaped Lancelot. "Are you sure you’re not just worried for His Majesty, Your Highness?"

Florian froze. His eyes widened, heat crawling up his cheeks. "N-No! Of course not. For Azure, maybe... but why would I be worried about His Majesty? He’s the strongest king across many kingdoms."

"It sounds like you’re worried about him," Lancelot teased, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. Since when was Lancelot’s idea of teasing aimed solely at pushing him toward Heinz?

And why was everyone constantly teasing him about Heinz?

"You’re crazy," Florian muttered, his only defense, which earned him another low chuckle from the knight.

"Don’t worry too much, Your Highness. Knowing His Majesty, he wouldn’t last a day without seeing you."

’I hope I get my answers soon.’ Florian thought, holding Lancelot’s gaze with a grateful smile, clinging to the reassurance the knight had given him. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Four whole days since he had last seen either Heinz or Azure.

Both Lucius and Lancelot had sat him down—firm but careful—telling him not to breathe a word to anyone that Heinz was gone. All he needed to do, they insisted, was focus on planning his birthday party.

So for four days—four fucking days—Florian had been sleeping alone, worrying, and overthinking.

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