I shook my head as the door shut. âWhy is she doing this when sheâs so scared of dying?â
âBecause no one thinks theyâre actually going to die,â said the Grand Duke.
âHm, must be a sheltered life,â I said. âI always thought I would end up dying every day of my life. Ever thought it would be anything out of place if one day I met my death.â
It was a revelation. People always thought they were going to live forever. A person walking down a street could die anytime. A flowerpot could fall on their head. Death was always nearâ¦
Suddenly the Grand Duke collapsed on the floor. I looked at him, startled. âWhatâs wrong?â
His face was pale and beads of sweat formed on his forehead. He looked like he was in pain. He was okay at dinner a while ago. He was eating and speaking with people casually⦠or was he just enduring his pain through all that? I wasnât paying attention to him at dinner so I hadnât really noticed. I was deliberately ignoring him because he always distracted me.
I leaned by his side. I checked his forehead to see if he had a fever. His body trembled.
âDid you eat something bad at dinner?â
âI wish it was that,â he smiled weakly. He propped himself up with both hands. I sat by his side, frowning. My clothes were still damp from the spilled wine but I couldnât change it without Amy.
âWhat is it then? Whatâs wrong?â
âI⦠donât know,â he said. âNot long after you left, I started feeling uncomfortable. I left with an excuse to make sure you were alright.â
âWhy were you here instead of your room?â
His smile vanished. âI felt that it would be a bad idea to let others know I was sick.â
I glared at him. He looked back with cloudy gray eyes. âIs someone trying to kill you?â
âI wouldnât be hiding here if I was sure of it now, would I?â
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His body shook violently and he clamped a hand over his mouth. I stood up and picked up the basin and put it on the floor in front of him. âJust try and vomit into that.â
He tried to smile. âI was planning to seduce you but not like this.â
I chuckled. âWell⦠right now, anything coming out from the top would be better than anything coming out of your bottom. Either would be better than dying.â
He turned towards the basin. âFind Archer, my servant,â he said weakly. âHe knows what to do.â
***
The night had passed. A dim glow of dawn faintly shone in the distance through the window. A man, pale in the face and breathing heavily, slept on my bed. His servant observed his face. Sometimes, he wiped his Masterâs face and helped him take a sip of water.
The servant seemed so accustomed to the routine which made me wonder if this had happened before. I understood why the Grand Duke had asked me to find his servant but what I didnât understand was, why didnât he ask for a healer? When you are a Grand Duke, you are bound to have a personal healer you can trust, right?
I had put up a screen and changed my clothes behind it with Amyâs help, who had followed Archer to my room. But I didnât leave the room after that. First of all, this was my room and I didnât know where to go. I couldnât possibly sashay into the Grand Dukeâs room declaring I would be sleeping there today. Secondly, I wanted to check on the Grand Duke. I was worried about him. Lastly, I needed some information. I needed to know what had happened.
âDoes this happen to him often?â I asked Archer.
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The servant glanced at me sharply and turned back to his master. But he didnât answer. Wow, he really was a model example of a quiet and obedient servantâ¦
But Archer didnât know how stubborn I was. I couldnât possibly give up all my comfort and sit here on this uncomfortable chair all night just to be ignored by that wall of silence. I could have just kicked Alex out of his room and slept there if I had wanted to.
Since Alex pretty much knew about me and the Grand Duke, I had briefly explained to him the situation. I didnât want him to misunderstand the groans coming out of my room. Alex had understood and went to watch over Aaron. Amy stayed with me till midnight until I firmly sent her to sleep in Alexâs room since he wouldnât be there today.
So only the Grand Duke, Archer and I were left. The Grand Duke was sick. The servant was busy taking care of him. Alex hadnât burst into my room yet so he thought it was safe as well. Or, maybe Alex is still with Aaron and doesnât know I sent Amy to sleep in his room. Either way, it didnât matter.
I observed the servant again. He was tall and lean. But he looked strong. He looked⦠plain and ordinary. He looked like someone forgettable. Maybe that was why he was such an asset. He had brown hair with red tones, and a short neck. The curious thing was he didnât make any sort of sound while moving around or tending to his master.