A cloth was placed over her mouth, so she could not say a word. She rolled her eyes at how overly concerned they were over a mere nosebleed; she remained still until the doctor finished his examination.
âYou have severe anemia. Your body is also quite weak.â
âIsnât that a big deal?â
The butler, who was standing next to him, asked carefully.
He worked as a butler for this house for many years, but he had never seen blood coming from anywhere else besides an injured wound. Although most of the servants working in the mansion were very skilled, they also had a sturdy build and a strong personality, much like their master. In his brief life, he never knew that someone could have a nosebleed.
Because of that, Gilbert couldnât take his eyes off his mistress. He was already worried since he noticed how small and delicate she was at first, but after this incident, he was completely frightened.
His hands trembled slightly and he couldnât even utter a single word from his mouth. Even though he knew that he would be reprimanded by his master for failing to serve his masterâs wife.
âYour GraceâŚâ
Everyone was nervous at the doctorâs words. The maids and butlers were solely focused on the doctorâs mouth as they held their breath in anticipation.
ââŚthereâs nothing wrong with your body. I think youâll feel better if you get some rest.â
âMadameâŚâ
At the doctorâs words, everyone breathed out a sigh of relief. The atmosphere was tensed and strained, but Molitia remained distant.
âThank goodness, maâam.â
She gave a slight nod at the butlerâs remark. She wondered if she should tell them about her condition, but seeing how relieved he appeared to be, she didnât mention anything else.
Fortunately, they didnât seem to be very interested in Molitiaâs naturally ill body. They were just desperate to stop her current nosebleed.
âYou may take the cloth off now. Donât touch or irritate your nose for the time being.â
âOf course.â
âYou shouldnât skip any meals. The Duchess has a weak body, so she needs to eat regularly. She needs all the nutrients she can get.â
Molitia glanced sideways at the butler. The butler listened enthusiastically to the doctorâs words. He appeared to be more interested in the butlerâs words than her.
âIâll brew the medicine and send it to you as soon as possible.â
Bloodstained patches were scattered on the floor as the doctor left the room.
Because the fabric was pure white, the blackened blood appeared to look darker.
âMadame, letâs go to the dining room. You need to have a full stomach to take your medicine.â
It was the best he could do now. Molitia rose from her seat, ready to accept his request.
âMadame, please be careful when you stand up.â
The maid next to her was startled and held her arm.
âYou may feel dizzy because you bled a lot, so please watch your step.â
When the maid held her arm, Molitia felt as if she was walking on air.
âDidnât the doctor say that Iâm fine? You donât have to do thisâŚâ
âNo, it wonât take long to get to the dining room. Iâll show you the way.â
Seeing how faithful and concerned the maids were, Molitia remained silent. Having someone look after her wasnât so bad.
âEven so, being supported from both sides was a littleâŚâ
Molitia turned her head to deter the other maid from holding onto her, but the maidâs grip on her was firm.
ââŚthen shall we go now?â
âI will guide you.â
Because everyone treated her as someone who was extremely sick, Molitia headed to the dining room surrounded by people who were worried about her.
Their concern and worry remained even after arriving at the dining room. Everyone was cautious around her after the news of her nosebleed had already traveled around the mansion.
Compared to the treatment she received at the Countâs house, she was being treated like the star of a country here.
It wasnât a bad feeling, instead, the feeling of being cared for was quite refreshing. It wasnât bad.
But she knew this treatment would not last long. If she kept falling sick as she did at the Countâs, then they would definitely become annoyed with her. Molitia straightened her back as soon as the food was served.
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âYouâre here. Youâre back earlier than I thought.â
It was Gilbert, the butler, who welcomed the news of Ravenâs return first. He received his coat with a bow.
(T/N â So Iâve changed the name from Reuben to Raven. I had a mistranslation. Thank you all for understanding)