The Tamed Heiress

ill dark everywhere, and it was still except for the sound of the wheels and horseshoe of the wagon. 

Leon, who had been turning a blind eye to her, pulled the cloth a little and covered the woman’s neck.
How can he save a person with such hasty sympathy? He was amazing on his own.

‘I’ll have to send her back when it’s bright tomorrow.’

* * *

Leon hugged her and laid her on the bed at the inn.
In the bright room, he could see her condition clearer.

The cobalt blue dress fabric she wore was expensive fabric imported from distant foreign lands.
In addition, well-prepared hair, white skin, and white and straight hands caught his eye.

“Which noble woman is she?”

However, why is it that a noble woman’s dress becomes a live burial because she is strangled in the middle of the night? And he couldn’t think of the noble spirit of this appearance near his territory. 

A woman of this appearance must have been rumored to be in society, and no matter how uninterested he was in society, he would have heard or seen her at least once. 

Somehow Leon, who was bothered by her pale complexion, gently put his hand on the woman’s cheek. 

‘As expected.’ 

It felt cool to the touch.
It was dangerous for her to be strangled, but it was also dangerous for her to be outside her on a cold day, losing her conscious. 

Leon, who was trying to call the maid like a habit, shut up. 

Where is the maid here? As the wagon crossed the mountain path, a snowstorm began and they could not go further even though the castle was just around the corner.
If Leon was alone, he could have left the wagon to the coachman and returned alone, but he couldn’t because there was a woman who was dying. 

Inevitably, they decided to stop by a nearby inn on the outskirts of the village and stay overnight.
Even that, people of the same circumstances gathered and there were no vacancies.
Eventually, they could barely catch a room by paying three times the original price. 

It was a little bothering to see the gaze of the horseman, who had been calm and quiet while putting both men and women in one shot, but it seems to have meant this.

Leon looked at the woman with a slightly awkward look, and first covered her with a thick blanket.

“It would be better if her body warmed up.”’

He waited, kneading her hands and feet covered with blankets in his own way, but there was no sign of warming up.
In the meantime, the woman’s complexion became paler and shallow as if her thin breath was broken.

Leon got out of bed with his lips tightly closed horizontally.
Then he stomped toward the bathroom.