Chapter 1. The fiancé is back
Harchen was shocked.
Philen was also shocked and in a daze. When he came to his senses, he ordered Rohen to be called in to investigate her death.
He also asked him to investigate the possibility that Misa had harmed Cecily’s baby.
A few hours later.
Rohen concluded that Misa had committed suicide and presented a suspicious empty vial as evidence.
Philen handed the vial to Mavel and asked him to investigate what drug was in it.
About an hour later, Mavel said that the drug in the vial was a very strong abortion drug.
An empty vial of abortion drug and Misa’s suicide.
There’s only one conclusion that could be inferred here.
The culprit who poisoned Cecily was Misa.
“The chief maid could never have done such a thing!”
“That’s right! There must be some misunderstanding!”
The servants, who believed and followed Misa, didn’t want to believe that Misa was the culprit, but all the circumstances were saying that Misa was the culprit.
They tried not to believe it, but they couldn’t.
With the mansion engulfed in shock and chaos, Cecily, who had lost consciousness due to the shock of giving birth prematurely to her stillbirth child, woke up.
As her eyelids were pushed up, her blue eyes that were out of focus were revealed.
Cecily asked, blinking slowly as if trying to focus.
“The baby… where is him?”
No one could answer that.
Even Philen, who ran immediately after hearing Cecily had woken up, was silent.
“The baby, my baby…”
When everyone was still silent, Cecily got up anxiously.
Cecily grabbed her stomach and groaned, then Philen hurried to support her.
“You’re not feeling well yet. Don’t overdo yourself, just lie down.”
Cecily grabbed Philen’s arm tightly and looked up at him.
“Phil, our baby…”
Philen said with a miserable face.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you.”
“That… what do you mean?”
Cecily’s eyes began to tremble wildly.
“Couldn’t protect me… That can’t be… The, the baby…?”
Philen affirmed in silence.
Cecily muttered with half the light out on her face.
“No, NO! There’s no way something went wrong with my baby! NO WAY!”
Soon after, Cecily cried endlessly in tears.
She was so pitiful that the servants who didn’t like her looked sorry at her.
Philen also felt sorry and hugged Cecily tightly.
“I’m so sorry, Cecily.”
When Cecily’s condition stabilized a little, Philen asked what happened.
“Was it before dinner… The chief maid brought me a bowl of red drug, calling it a supplement.”
Cecily said with a tear-soaked face.
“After I drank it, I felt a little stomachache, and afterward I felt an indescribable pain. And, and… ughhh.”
Cecily couldn’t forget everything. She covered her face with both hands and burst into tears.
Philen sighed deeply and comforted Cecily again.
Even though he thought it was foolish for Cecily to drink the drug without checking what drug Misa gave her, he still couldn’t stand Misa, who deceived such an innocent girl, and felt disgusted.
How dare she run away to death after doing this.
Philen laid Cecily, who was asleep tired of crying, on the bed, and ordered Harchen.
“Throw the chief maid’s body into the field to be eaten by wild dogs.”
[T/C: Noo! That’s too cruel TT. Misa TT]
To be eaten by wild dogs?
It was a cruel order, but if Misa was really the culprit who killed Philen’s child, it was the punishment she deserved.
Thus, Harchen swallowed his tears and replied that he would.
After Harchen left, Philen looked at Mavel and Ellie.
“Take good care of her. If something like this happens again, your neck will not be safe then.”
Ellie lay her face down facing the floor, and Mavel bowed.
“I will keep that in mind.”
Philen looked at them with suspicious eyes and then left the room.
Only then did Ellie lift her head and wipe off the cold sweat on her forehead.
“Oh my, the master must be furious.”
“That’s not surprising though.”
Mavel also wiped his cold sweat with his handkerchief.
“Because his long-awaited child was a stillbirth.”
Mavel put his handkerchief in his pocket and walked over to Cecily’s bed.
Cecily was lying still and sleeping like a doll. Her face was white and wet with tears, and she looked very miserable.
…if it was real.
“You can wake up now, Young Lady. The Duke has left.”
Cecily’s eyes widened at Mavel’s words.
“Are you sure he already left?”
Ellie looked outside and nodded.
Only then did Cecily remove the blanket and get up.
“Oh my, I thought I was going to die from lying in bed.”
Cecily grabbed her stiff shoulders and warmed up lightly.
She didn’t look like she was in any pain.
“I didn’t eat because I pretended to be sick, so I’m hungry.”
“Here is bread and soup.”
Ellie quickly brought Cecily the food she had prepared in advance.
What’s gotten into this stupid tactless child?
Cecily took a sip of the soup Ellie brought.
The soup was all cold, but it was quite tasty, perhaps because she was hungry.
Cecily ate all the bread and then gave a jewel to Ellie and Mavel.
“Everyone did well.”
“Thank you, Young Lady.”
The two, who accepted the expensive jewel, smiled broadly.
“If you do the rest of the work as well as you do now, I’ll give you more jewels than you do now.”
“Mo, more jewels than this?”
The jewel she was holding now was so expensive that even a single maid wouldn’t dare to dream of it.
But she’ll give me more jewels than this?
When Ellie asked in surprise, Cecily answered with a smile.
“Of course. When I become the Duchess of Williot, you’ll become the Duchess’s maid and doctor. So, shouldn’t you be rewarded better than that?”
Ellie was moved to tears, but Mavel had a strange expression on his face.
It looked like there’s something that bothered him.
“Why do you look like that, Mavel?”
“…Young Lady. The road to becoming a Duchess is never easy.”
Cecily’s face distorted at Mavel’s words.
“Are you now thinking that I can’t be one?”
“No, it’s not like that, but there’s just something that bothers me…”
“If it’s because of my origin, don’t worry. Because Philen is so into me that he doesn’t even care about that.”
Cecily folded her arms and raised her chin proudly.
“And even though my kingdom was destroyed, I’m still a princess. And my origin was much better than that woman.’
“Of course. That’s obvious!”
Ellie quickly responded to Cecily’s words.
Feeling better, Cecily gave Ellie a few more gold coins.
Mavel, who saw it, immediately changed his words.
“I shouldn’t have doubted you. Of course, you have to be the Duchess of Williot.”
That’s what he said, but his doubt didn’t go away.
That’s because, after returning to the mansion, Philen never looked for Cecily until he heard that she had woken up.
Not even once.
I had never seen the sea in person in my life. It was only through books and pictures.
So, just the fact that I could see the sea in person made my heart pound.
I looked out the window, which was constantly changing, then looked inside the empty carriage.
The others rode with two or three people together, but I was the only one who rode alone.
It was because I was the only woman on this diplomatic mission. All were men.
Unless it was a couple, family, or a very special case, it was implicitly forbidden for men and women to ride in the same carriage, so they couldn’t ride together.
Even if it weren’t for that, no noble would want to ride with me.
As the day grew darker, the diligently running carriage stopped.
I arrived at the inn after a day.
The innkeeper and staff came out the door to welcome us.
Watching it through the window, I got off the carriage when the coachman opened the door.
The innkeeper, who was talking to a nobleman, was surprised to see me.
Then he said something to the nobleman with a serious face.
The nobleman glanced at me while listening to the innkeeper. He looked like he was very annoyed.
What is it? Is there any problem?
“What’s going on?”
When I asked out of curiosity, the nobleman sighed and answered.
“He didn’t know that the Lady would come, so he prepared only rooms for two people.”
Not Sir Thebesa, but Lady?
I felt a little bitter, but I didn’t show it.
I didn’t want to run into such a trivial problem.
“Does that mean I have to share the room with a man?”
“If it was set as I was told, you’re right.”
I wanted to follow what was set as much as possible, but I was reluctant to go with it.
There’s no way I wanted to share a room with a man who was neither my lover nor my family.
“Is there no room left?”
“All double rooms are full. There is one single room, but it is very small and shabby.”
“It’s okay. I’ll use it.”
The innkeeper was bewildered by my answer and explained.
“It’s a really shabby room, My Lady. There is only one bed of furniture, so it would be very inconvenient for a noble lady to use.”
“It doesn’t matter.”
It’s only one night.
And it was better than sharing a room with a man.
“I’ll go with that room, so please prepare it.”
“Of course, that’s not going to happen.”
Looking back at the sudden interruption, I saw Marquis Valdir, who had a slightly displeased look on his face.
“Letting the Lady use a shabby room? As a gentleman, that’s unacceptable.”
Just listening to it, it seemed like he was thinking of me, but he’s not.
Because it was an act of treating me as a noble lady, not as a member of the delegation.
Knowing this, I couldn’t accept the Marquis’s goodwill as it was.
“I don’t really care about it, Marquis.”
“I care. Or would you like to use my room?”
What did he say?
I replied, bewildered.
“Then, do what I tell you to do.”
Marquis Valdir glanced at the people and said to the youngest-looking man.
“Zeffel, I’ll let you use the room.”
At the Marquis’s words, Zeffel glanced at me.
It was the eyes that asked ‘why I had to go to such a length for you’.
Other people also looked at me with unkind eyes.
I also didn’t want someone to be kicked out of their room because of me.
I’d rather if I was the one who went out.
“I’m really fine. I’ll go with that single room.”
Despite my earnest request, Marquis Valdir neatly ignored me and entered the inn.
The dissatisfied, stinging gazes of others fell on my back.
I didn’t expect this journey to be smooth, but I couldn’t believe a problem had already risen.
A sigh came out automatically. I was seriously worried about the remaining journey ahead.
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