Reincarnated as an Imperial Prince

The Cure

The stars on the black dome overhead glimmered with innumerable constellations as if they were an overturned jewelry box. High above, shooting stars streamed towards the horizon line. But Alexander found out that none of those patterns resembled that of Earth. He's been observing the night sky with keen interest, and could not take his eyes away.

Although it is not the reason why he is looking at the sky, he is merely doing it to pass the time as he was waiting for someone.

As the comfortable breeze of the night caressed his face and the cold air prickled his skin, Alexander wrapped his arms around his body. It was a pleasant feeling.

Alexander looked at his wristwatch, the man he is expecting to come should arrive soon.

Five minutes later, a middle-aged man dressed in a white coat walked down the brick-paved path towards the palace's main entrance where Alexander was standing.

He was escorted by two imperial guards, walking side by side.

The man is carrying a brown bag. It was the man appointed by the late emperor to become Ana's royal doctor.

"Sir Dmitri, I've been waiting for you," Alexander reached his hand out, offering a handshake.

Dmitri promptly bowed his head before shaking his hand. "Your Imperial Majesty, it's an honor."

"Would you like to head inside, it's getting cold out here." Alexander gestured to the palace.

"Thank you, Sir."

A servant opened the palace doors for both of them. As soon as they entered, the two were greeted by a gust of warm air.

The palace was brightly lit by countless chandeliers and several lit torches hanging against the wall. The blazing fire of the fireplace was the main source of heat in the whole palace.

"Please, sit down. I'll have some tea sent to us." Alexander gestured to the sofa and sat down in front of him.

"Thank you, Sire," Dmitri sat down on the sofa.

A servant walked toward the two and served them two cups of tea.

Alexander politely took his cup and thanked the servant, and then turned to Dmitri.

"You must be curious why I called you here today on such short notice."

"Yes, Sire. I was surprised when I got the call. If I may ask, why did you want to meet me?"

Dmitri had a confused look on his face.

Alexander took a sip of his tea first before giving a response. "I called you here to oversee the treatment of my sister. Recently, I was able to synthesize a cure for Ana and as her royal doctor, I ask for your counsel."

"You...created a cure for tuberculosis?" Dmitri furrowed Dmitri had a confused look on his face.

"Yes," Alexander replied calmly.

Dmitri creased his brows as he eyed Alexander from head to toe. He thought Alexander was joking with him. Tuberculosis is a contagious disease with no known cure. The best treatment for the patient is pain-relieving medicines, fresh air, and fresh food. Catching such a disease would serve as a death sentence as the mortality rate is high.

Medical association from around the world is racking their brains up to come up with a cure and there was little to no progress despite the people spearheading the research being the doctors in their respective countries.

Then all of the sudden, an imperial prince. No, a soon-be-crowned emperor claimed that he already developed a cure.

After a moment of silence, Dmitri asked in a serious tone, "With all due respect, Your Majesty, are you telling the truth."