Maybe.
But really, more than reading books in secret and sharing tidbits to the side, what might help these two brothers would be to stop staring at a certain prince like he was some kind of test subject.
For someone was seriously starting to have suspicions.
And not because people stopped working. Or because things were slowing down. On the contrary, the projects were flying ahead. Energy stabilizers were nearing completion. Panels were being farmed out. And the duchy was moving at breakneck speed.
So no, it wasn’t work that tipped him off.
It was the twitching.
And he couldn’t shake the feeling that something was up with those two because every time Xavier so much as entered the room, his little wife would twitch like he’d been suddenly zapped.
At one point in time, Luca even hit his head against the divider of a shelf in surprise.
And while Luca had times when he was so frazzled, he’d never be one to be so distracted that Xavier had to catch him from tumbling down the stairs.
But what’s worse was when he caught him, he looked like he was going to boil over in dizziness.
So, what else could he do but carry him over to the infirmary, only to be stopped by the same guy who now gripped him as if his life depended on it.
"No-No, Xavier! I-I’m really fine!" swore the person who definitely did not look fine with his neck reddening like heat stroke was upon him.
His ears were pink. His face was warm. His eyes were wide.
He looked like a man on the edge.
Because he was. Although in other aspects, he should really be more than fine. So maybe that wasn’t a complete lie?
And really, Luca was fine in the sense that he was in good health and had enough sleep, water, and food. But what was not fine was his brain and poor heart, which had been doing tumbles since about two days ago when they decided on "learning" about love.
His brother Ollie didn’t actually hand material to Luca right away and decided to first check on what he could actually send.
And so the golden-eyed dungeon owner decided to research a bit on his own to be prepared while waiting for the machines to finish pre-fabricating the casings he needed.
Surprisingly, there was a lot of research material about the science of love and falling in love, which touched a lot on neurotransmitters, hormones, and the brain’s reward system.
So, did he just have to go to the medical bay to check?
After all, an MRI would show if certain parts of his brain lit up if he was, in fact, in love.
Ah. His brother was right that there was a lot of material about it; he just didn’t know he had to think about love!
But thankfully (or not), a certain someone came barreling in to stop the innocent heir from asking the medical bay to check him for signs and symptoms of love as if it were a disease. Although a few would argue that it was, in fact, one disease so ground-breaking it could capsize an entire duchy.
However, maybe an MRI would have been better, as Luca found it a bit difficult to connect with the books he was given for in-depth study.
And the poor little chipmunk really tried his best, but—
"Brother...I’m not sure how she was supposed to know she’s in love, with that man looming over her like that?"
Wasn’t that a threat? Thought Luca, who was instead worried about the woman, who was experiencing what his brother called a wall-slam.
But how could it not be a threat when big bullies back in Tesseris would do that, so he wouldn’t be able to escape?
Therefore, wasn’t this woman in need of help?
Luca voiced his concerns to Ollie, who definitely didn’t think of it that way, and explained that ideally, they shouldn’t be threatening the other person but should be encasing them protectively or possessively.
"Brother, see, that woman should be experiencing ’doki-doki!’" he said as he put a hand on his heart and made a tapping motion.
"Doki-doki?"
Hmm.
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