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    Chapter 11. A Fever

    The long eyelashes every time she blinked on her white porcelain-like and poreless skin were alluring. After a moment of appreciation for her beautiful face, she slightly overfilled the hot tea.

    “Oh, my.”

    It was a deer-like movement. There seemed to be a drop on Angelina’s clothes, but she acted with a slight exaggeration and groaned with a nasal sound. It was Lian’s hand that had a considerable amount of hot tea, but she thought it was tolerable because it was not boiling water. Lian quickly apologized and tightened her head to Angelina, who was embarrassed.

    “Sorry… I’m sorry.”

    Then she responded with a distinctive smile, holding Lian’s hand.

    “It’s all right. I’ll drink it well.”

    Looking down at the hand held out, she contrasted with Angelina’s soft and fine hands, which were not pretty due to work.

    She spoke kindly with a sweet voice, but Lian could feel it. As she let go of her hand, she felt a slight slap. It was something so subtle that only Lian could feel it.

    After a brief conversation with Angelina, Lian soon returned to her original position. However, Lepierre suddenly approached Lian, held her hand, and examined the area where the water had poured.

    “Are you okay?”

    It wasn’t that big of a deal, so she tried to pull her hand away out of embarrassment. But of course, he didn’t budge, perhaps because of his strength.

    “It’s all right, duke.”

    “Your hands are red. Let’s end here today. Send my clothes to the mansion.”

    Lepierre left Angelina. It was embarrassing to see them leaving her alone. Suddenly left alone in such an empty room, Angelina was amazed by the coldness she experienced for the first time.

    ‘Because of that girl.…’

    Her clenched hand on the table was shaking finely.

    ***

    After leaving the dressing room and getting into the carriage, Lepierre scrutinised Lian’s hand. It was just a little red and swollen. Although Lian tried to dissuade him, Lepierre insisted on summoning a doctor.

    “It’s not a serious injury, so you’ll be fine after half a day of applying this ointment. It’s also good to use a little cold compress before you go to bed.”

    The doctor was about to reach out to Lian after taking out the medicine. Snatching the medicine, Lepierre grabbed Lian’s hand and began to apply it.

    “Too much..….”

    The doctor couldn’t say anything afterwards and was just looking.

    Anyway, Lepierre put ointment on Lian’s hand and wrapped something like a thin cloth over it. When he was doing it, he didn’t know if he had done something wrong. Nonetheless, it was funny for some reason that it was curled up and wrapped in an unpleasant way. But it looked cut, so Lian kept fiddling with the area.

    After the treatment was over, the place they moved to was the largest restaurant in the north. It is a high-end tavern that sells a variety of dishes. After the duke took his seat, he immediately motioned to Lian to sit across from him.

    Soon after, luxurious foods came out one after another, and they filled the large table. Lian was surprised by the mountainous food lined up in front of her, but of course, she tried not to show it. Although it was all on her face.

    “Try it.”

    Lepierre spoke. Lian nodded as if she understood, then scooped up the steaming soup and tried it. The combination of soft potatoes, carrots, and ground pork was very good.

    After trying it, she scooped up a spoonful of soup and placed it in front of Lepierre.

    “Try the soup first.”

    Lepierre took a bite and put down his spoon.  Next was a food that looked similar to pulled pork, but the shredded meat was so soft that it disappeared in her mouth after chewing it twice. After tasting each thing in turn, Lian began to gradually give some to Lepierre.

    Lian was simple. She couldn’t help but feel good even if she tried to hide how delicious it was. The drink in the ice cup was cold, and Lian’s eyes opened round after taking a sip.

    “Wow… it’s so delicious. I’ve never drank anything this delicious.”

    It was true. If she had to choose a similar flavor, it would be a very delicious milk tea. The first taste was sweet and the last taste was sour, but she felt refreshed by the interesting taste.

    The employee who saw the scene spoke with a pretty proud expression.

    “This is our signature drink made by adding a secret syrup containing three fruits. We also got the highest quality goat milk fed with only organic feed in the southern Beltburg region.”

    “Wow… it’s really, really delicious. Duke, you should try a bite too.”

    Lian smiled brightly and recommended it to Lepierre. Softly curved eyes and neat teeth were noticeable.

    Lepierre, who hurriedly turned to look at it, mumbled the food. His ears seem a little red.

    “What’s wrong with you, Duke?”

    “There are a lot of inconveniences.”

    “Yes..…?”

    “Just be quiet.”

    He was speaking weirdly. Fortunately, he didn’t look angry from the look on his face. Lian didn’t think much and took a few more sips. 

    ***

    The County of Piace.

    The colorful chandelier in the room was shining beautifully. Thin silver threads was embroidered on top of the red top velvet rug, and magic lights were flashing to add to the splendor of the room.

    The fur of the highest quality mink, Arowana, was also used to make footstools. The place was richly decorated, giving an indication of the wealth and taste of the owner.

    Angelina, who had been busily coming and going back and forth in the room, threw things in the room as if she couldn’t bear it.

    Clatter.

    What was broken was a relic-class vase that was more than 300 years old, which was valuable in astronomical amounts.

    “The lowly thing!”

    Angelina, who was well versed in relationships between men and women, could not help but notice the subtle atmosphere between the duke and the unknown maid. The bracelet on the maid’s wrist was so precious that she could not buy it with her maid’s salary even if she had earned it all her life.

    “Oh my gosh, I can’t think…! Gemma!”

    Gemma was Angelina’s closest maid.

    “Find out about the duke. No, exactly about the bracelet-clad maid next to him.”

    “Yes, madam.”

    ‘Maid…. As long as I become the Duchess of the Duchy.…..’ 

    Angelina smiled coldly as she bit her nails.

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