Monbatten's features were unmistakably foreign—thick brows, deep-set eyes, and a neatly trimmed beard on his strong jawline.

As he observed Keira, there was a flicker of familiarity in his gaze, his attention lingering on her longer than was customary.

The silence was finally broken by Jenkins, who stepped forward with a friendly smile.

"King Monbatten, it's a pleasure to meet you.

I'm South Jenkins." Monbatten shifted his focus, realization dawning on his face.

"Ah, it's you.

I never imagined that after leaving Country A, you'd settle in Crera.

How have you been?" Jenkins nodded.

"Not too bad." She then stepped aside to introduce Keira and Erin.

Ryan, seated nearby, had been prepared to make introductions but chose to remain quiet, observing instead.

When Erin was introduced as a medical expert, Monbatten glanced at her skeptically.

"A physician this young?" Erin waved her hands.

"Not exactly.

I specialize in toxins.

If there's something wrong in your system, I can use specific toxins to neutralize harmful agents—kind of like fighting fire with fire." Her words were a bit roundabout, and it wasn't clear if Monbatten fully understood.

at Jenkins and Keira before finally shaking his head with a sigh

he motioned for Erin to

clinical focus, while Keira drew a blood sample and began analyzing it on a portable device she'd

groundbreaking medical research, Keira had

thorough examination, every test returned the same result: Monbatten was

hand, concluded her assessment with

spent time in extremely hot springs during your youth?" Monbatten

volcanic regions before." Erin clapped her

aspects of fertility—not necessarily the quality of

put it simply, your system

may need to, um, expand your options

in my court." "Then," Erin said, folding her arms, "you'll need to ensure you visit one every three

each person gets

huh?" Monbatten's frustration

not interested

a child—any

needs an

way?" Erin tilted her head, resting a hand on

system to improve the odds, but I can't promise it'll work." Monbatten's shoulders slumped as a

the king's despair,

a saying: 'Good things are worth the wait.' Perhaps

they do, I'm sure they'll be remarkable." The king offered a faint smile, though the

and Keira exchanged polite farewells with Monbatten

didn't press for favors, unwilling to exploit the king's

to Keira

you staring at him? Thinking of marrying him and giving him that heir yourself?" "Get lost." Keira rarely cursed, but

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