Miranda gave a small, knowing smile. "Of course."


    Five minutester, on the quiet, moonlit street, Miranda and Sebastian strolled side by side. Behind them, Sebastian''s bodyguards maintained a respectful distance, enough for Miranda''sfort.


    "I''ve wanted to see you for quite some time," Sebastian broke the silence.


    Miranda replied, "Is that so? Are you sick or something?"


    She was sincere in her inquiry. Sebastian had previously asked if she practiced medicine, so it was hard not to wonder if he was ailing and in need of her help.


    Sebastian seemed ustomed to Miranda''s straightforwardness, a gentle smile ying on his lips. "You''re the doctor, you should be telling me that."


    His voice was like a gentle stream, soothing and clear, as it reached Miranda''s ears. She stood there, taking a moment to scrutinize him from head to toe. Without hesitation, she took his wrist, checking his pulse.


    Sebastian didn''t resist, simply allowing her to do her thing.


    Miranda frowned slightly. "Besides being a bit stressed, you''re fine. Cut back on thete nights and coffee. Try to maintain a regr diet and sleep schedule, or you''ll wear out your liver and stomach."


    She released his arm. Sebastian didn''t have any serious conditions, just minor issues - mild stomach and liver problems, weakness in the spleen, but nothing too unusual. It wasmon among young people who neglected their health, like Caius and Hannah. Sebastian, however, seemed to manage better, likely due to regr exercise.


    These minor ailments were so obvious to Miranda that she didn''t even consider it a formal consultation, so she didn''t ask for any payment.


    Sebastian''s expression softened slightly. "You really are the Great Healer," he teased.


    Miranda chuckled, saying nothing. After a few more steps, she prompted, "So, what else is on your mind?"


    Sebastian hesitated briefly. "Last time."


    Miranda addressed, "Hmm?"


    Sebastian continued, "Elian came to see me."


    Miranda wondered, "Why? What''s that got to do with me?"


    Sebastian''s eyes lowered slightly. "He forbade me from speaking to you or even getting close, otherwise,


    he threatened to do something."


    His voice was somber, and Miranda felt a flicker of sympathy.


    "What would he do?"


    Her curiosity piqued despite her better judgment.


    Sebastian replied, "I''m not sure. But knowing Elian from childhood, even though we''re not that close, I know if he dislikes someone, those who have paid their price are all  Miranda considered this quietly. Sebastian''s demeanor was familiar, like someone ying a hand


    sw novels


    carefully, but she didn''t st


    deceit.


    Elian was indeed the kind of person who would pull such stunts. Yet, she thought, this was their issue, not hers.


    Sebastian''s gaze was gentle, his eyes holding a hint of starlight as he looked her way.


    "I just wanted to warn you. Elian is like a wolf - vicious, possessive, and vengeful. If you get close to him, be careful. He''s unpredictable and mysterious. He''d show up maybe after few years. You might see him now, but who knows when you''ll see him again."