She Was Sent by God

ervants entered and cleaned the area.

 

It was difficult to refer to the space as the Duke’s room because the curtains, tables, and environs were so disorganized.

 

“Let’s talk.”

 

Enrico took Zoltan by the arm and led him.
When they moved to a quiet place, Niall, who was not called, brought medicine and bandages and silently treated the wound of Zoltan.
It clearly shows how accustomed they are to this situation. 

 

“Don’t try to hide it.
Be honest.
What the hell is all this about? What’s wrong with your brother?”

 

“…….”

 

“Do you know what rumors are circulating around the capital? Everybody murmurs that the Duke of Arpad has gone insane.
They think the reason why the Duchess’s funeral was not held is because he sleeps every night holding the body of his dead wife.”

 

“…….”

 

“Why aren’t you answering… Is it real?”

 

“……he’s not crazy.”

 

Zoltan washed his face dry.
He lowered his head and swept down his face.

 

“He’s just having a hard time.
It will get better with time.
Still, it’s a lot better than the first time.”

 

“Is that good?”

 

“…….”

 

“In the beginning, he did a lot of self-harm.”

 

Niall, who was treating Zoltan next to him, opened his mouth.
His face was distorted in pain, too.

 

“It was so severe that I had to tie his arms and legs together.
But it’s getting better little by little, as Sir Zoltan said.”

 

“He’ll get better soon.
I know.”

 

“What about the funeral? Where’s the Duchess’ body?”

 

“…….”

 

Both Zoltan and Niall shut up.
Enrico found out the answer with their silence.

 

“I thought all the people were saying was nonsense.
But, my God.
I can’t believe it.
Did you really put the Duchess in her bedroom?”

 

“A spell was cast over the princess, so it’s okay even …….”

 

“That’s not the problem now!”

 

Enrico screamed involuntarily.
But he soon calmed down and tried to speak calmly.

 

“Zoltan, let’s visit your brother tomorrow morning.
Let me speak with him.
The living needs to live.
He can’t continue to live this way forever.
How difficult it was for you to bear this injury.”

 

“It’s all my fault.”

 

Zoltan lowered his head again.
There was a slight tremor in his voice.

 

“If I had stopped the princess, this would not have happened.
Because of me…….”

 

“Zoltan.”

 

Enrico read a deep, indelible guilt from his face.

 

“Everything will be fine.
He’ll be fine.
Don’t mind what other people say.”

 

“But I can’t just leave him like this.”

 

“I’ll take care of it.
It’s late, so go back to your room and sleep.”

 

“Zoltan!”

 

“Niall, take the count to his room.”

 

“Yes.”

 

Zoltan shook his head and got up from his seat.
Enrico called his name several times, but Zoltan did not look back.

 

[TL/N: I haven’t been able to update much lately because my laptop isn’t functioning correctly.
I’ll take it to get fixed to tomorrow.  This novel’s updates will resume next week.
Thanks! enjoy your day.]