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.

was neutral as he alternated between looking at Jenkins and Keira

arm, he motioned for Erin to

with a clinical focus, while Keira drew a blood sample and began analyzing it

in groundbreaking medical research, Keira had encountered

her thorough examination, every test returned the same

the other hand, concluded her

to a volcanic area or spent time in extremely hot springs during your youth?" Monbatten appeared startled by the

Erin clapped her hands lightly,

of fertility—not necessarily the quality of your, uh, contribution, but

put it simply, your system

um, expand your options

already have over a hundred women in my court." "Then," Erin said, folding her arms, "you'll need to ensure

person

huh?" Monbatten's frustration

not interested

want a child—any child,

throne needs an

there's another way?" Erin tilted her head, resting a hand

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

the king's

'Good things are worth the wait.' Perhaps

sure they'll be remarkable." The king offered a faint smile, though the sorrow in

Jenkins and Keira

unwilling to exploit the

the room, Erin turned to

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

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