She Was Sent by God

e even though a luxurious meal and a soft bed were served for the first time in a long time.

 

“Prepare for a pen and paper so I can send a letter.”

 

The maid quickly brought back a paper and a pen.
Agnes first sent a letter to Laslo and the estate, respectively.

 

“The master said he would like to hold a dinner and serve a precious person.”

 

“The situation is not good inside and outside the castle, so it’s not good to have dinner.”

 

She refused the count’s invitation for dinner and stood by Jamie’s side instead.

 

“Well, what about mom? Where’s my mom?”

 

“Jamie,”

 

The high fever lasted for several days.
Every time the child came to his senses, he looked for his mother.

 

Agnes licked her parched lips and barely opened her mouth.

 

“…the body of Dora was recovered and buried.
When you’re all better…….”

 

“Why would you bury my mother? Don’t lie to me! My mother is not dead.
She’s not dead! Mom, mom!”

 

Jamie was about to run out of bed, so she had to put him to bed with a sleeping pill.

 

The child’s condition improved and deteriorated repeatedly.

 

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Agnes felt guilty.

 

If she had revealed her identity a little earlier, Dora might have lived.

 

“Duchess.”

 

“Say it.”

 

“The common man you mentioned never entered the castle.”

 

“Is that so?”

 

She was trying to find Luyosh too, but his whereabouts are unknown.

 

Agnes knows she has to leave and return to Sutmar as soon as possible, but he can’t leave Jamie alone.

 

As she was wiping the sweat off the child’s face, the servant hesitated and opened her mouth.

 

“Well, there was a visitor who came to the castle today, and she knew that the Duchess was staying here, and she wanted to see you.”

 

“Guest? Who is it?”

 

That evening, the guest she met at the dining room was a very unexpected person.

 

* * *

 

“Oh, my God! It’s been so long.
Duchess, do you know how surprised I was to hear that you were staying here?”

 

“It’s good to see you, too.
Miss Lisa.”

 

She remembered the last time they met for a while, fortunately, Lisa’s face doesn’t look bad.

 

“I heard from the Count that you came without a maid, what the hell is going on?”

 

“That’s… 

 

Agnes muffled her words.
The Count had already expressed his curiosity several times, but Agnes ignored it.

 

“I have a reason, forgive me for not telling you about it.”

 

“Well, that’s the way things are.”

 

Fortunately, Lisa didn’t ask deep questions.
Instead, as always, she talked about herself for too long as she has always done.

 

“… … So, since I broke my marriage twice, my mother stopped telling me to get married probably because she had given up on it at all.”

 

“You’re not married yet? “

 

“Yes.
There’s no one who caught my eye.”

 

It was surprising.
That day, Count Barania was so ferocious that she thought Lisa would be taken to the wedding hall.

 

“Besides, there’s a war going on, so she doesn’t have time to worry about me.”

 

“Ha, I suppose so.”

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“If I endure this well, I might be able to live alone until the day I die.” said Lisa with a smile.
Agnes put down her fork and smiled lightly.

 

“You’re saying the same thing as Sir Max.”

 

“What?”

 

“Every time the maids of the castle flirted around Sir Max, he said no, and he would die of old age alone.”

 

“What do you mean by that? Is Max alive?”

 

“What?”

 

Lisa’s smiling face turned into a broken piece of glass.

 

“Did you not know? Sir Max is now in Sutmar.”

 

“Oh, how? I thought he was dead, my mother, because she said he was dead.”

 

A tear fell from her cheek.
Agnes lightly tapped the back of Lisa’s hand as if to comfort her.

 

“I asked the count to hand over Sir Max to me.”

 

“My mother wouldn’t listen to that.”

 

“It was in exchange for finding and returning her youngest daughter.”

 

Lisa’s eyes widened.
Agnes understood how things went.

 

“It seems that Count Barania did not tell you about it.
Don’t worry, Sir Max is doing well.”

 

“Oh, my God.
Thank you, thank you.
Duchess.
How can I repay this favor? I can’t believe it, ah……”

 

Lisa staggered and stood up from her seat.
She smiled as she wiped her wet face with her sleeve.

 

She’s overjoyed that the lover she thought was dead is alive.

 

“Ah, miss!”

 

Then a woman, who seemed to be Lisa’s maid, rushed to the dining room in a hurry.

 

“I’ve got a letter from the count.

 

“Leave it, I’ll read it later.”

 

“No, you can’t.
Miss, you have to read it right away.”

 

Her handmaiden’s face turned pale.

 

“What is it?”

 

“That, I….”

 

“Come on, give it to me.
What letter did you get from your mother?”

 

The maid hesitated as she glanced at Agnes.
Lisa reached out her hand.