“Hrm…”

Julian had his head in his hand as he stared down at his research books in stress. His eyebrows furrowed together and his grey eyes darting to each word in detail.

You and him were plague doctors working on to find a cure on ‘The Red Plague.’ It was terrifying work with citizens in Vesuvia dropping dead like flies.

It would’ve been better if Count Lucio had offered to help. But as usual, Lucio just partied in his palace.

Julian kept mumbling to himself. Quill in hand.