As I was held in his arms and received a warm kiss, the tears of relief that had been welling up in the corners of my eyes finally spilled over my cheeks.
ââŚâŚ!â
The moment he saw my tears, Terdeo hastily broke away from the kiss. The warmth of his body that had just left me made my lips tremble as if I had just emerged from a frozen lake in the middle of winter. A tear rolled down my jawline and onto the floor. My face was drenched with tears before I knew it.
âTeo, Teo.â
âDamn.â
Terdeo clenched his teeth and frowned as if he were in pain. Despite his rough words, he gently wiped away my tears.
âDonât cry. Iâm sorry.â
He reached out and held me softly, as if to comfort me. My small body fit perfectly in his large embrace. Despite his apology, I shook my head, tears streaming down uncontrollably. It wasnât because of Terdeo; I was scared of what I had just experienced, and I felt reassured that Terdeo was by my side, which made the tears flow naturally.
âLook, you have to live.â
ââŚâŚFereshati, IâŚâŚ.â
His voice was bewitching, like a devilâs temptation. However, he couldnât finish his sentence.
âYour Highness, the Duchess. You have returned. The coachman had already received a letter and was waiting for your return.â
A butler, an unwelcome guest, appeared from behind. Terdeo frowned and gestured with his chin as if to dismiss the butler.
âCome back later.â
The butler, who would usually leave the scene tactfully, didnât move today.
âYour Highness, I have something to report.â
âNot now, later.â
âIt will only take a moment.â
âLater, I said.â
âReally, just a moment.â
âTsk.â
Terdeo clicked his tongue at the butlerâs persistence and resumed his steps. The butler followed us.
âIf itâs important, do it now.â
As Terdeo walked through the garden, he gave a short command. The butler glanced at me awkwardly and hesitated.
ââŚâŚIn the absence of the DuchessâŚâŚâ
âIf itâs something that can only be reported in the absence of the Duchess, itâs not urgent.â
âThatâs not the case, butâŚâŚâ
âCall a doctor instead.â
ââŚâŚWhat? At this hour?â
âYes, the Duchess had a bit of a shock today.â
The butler looked at me with surprise, carefully examining if I was hurt. I shook my head hastily to indicate that I was fine.
âAnd send a letter to the Viscountâs family to postpone our appointment.â
âThatâs already been taken care of.â
âGood. Then call the doctor. Even if a war breaks out now, the Duchess comes first.â
ââŚâŚUnderstood. I will report and then leave.â
Why is he so fixated on reporting? He usually works tactfully and flexibly. While I was pondering, the butler spoke.
âYour Highness.â
And as he spoke, Terdeo stepped into the house, gesturing for the door to be opened.
âLady Ackerman is here.â
The moment we entered the house, the figure of an unfamiliar woman caught my eye. She seemed momentarily taken aback by our entrance but quickly regained her composure and greeted us.
âYou finally arrived.â
Terdeoâs face visibly contorted at the unfamiliar womanâs voice.
âI was about to leave since you didnât show up for a long timeâŚâŚ but here we are.â
The woman spoke to Terdeo in a dry, emotionless tone.
âWho is she?â
She must be Lady Ackerman, whom the butler mentioned earlier. I craned my neck to get a better look at the unfamiliar woman, and Terdeo pulled me closer to his chest, as if he didnât want me to see her. Or, perhaps, he didnât want her to see me.
âI heard you got married.â
I struggled to peek out from his embrace. The womanâs sharp gaze, like a blade, pierced me, making my blood run cold.
âIndeed.â
Her tone was filled with mockery. Her sharp eyes seemed familiar, and I had heard the name Lady Ackerman beforeâŚâŚ
âYou said you wouldnât create another victim, but it seems that was a lie.â
The woman, who had been scrutinizing me, turned her cold gaze to Terdeo, speaking with disdain. It seemed she and Terdeo knew each other. Although I was his wife by contract, I wasnât sure if I should be part of this conversation.
âSoon.â
Thinking I was jealous, he spoke in a gentle voice and carefully set me down, then gave the butler an order.
âEscort the Duchess to her bedroom. And call a doctor to check on her condition.â
I had no choice. I followed the butler, passing by the woman. As I moved, her gaze followed me.
âThereâs no reason the Duchess shouldnât hear this. In fact, Iâd rather have a conversation with the Duchess.â
âI donât want my wife to be exhausted by such a conversation.â
She sneered arrogantly.
âPretense. Youâre just afraid sheâll run away once she knows the truth.â
As I moved, their conversation grew more distant. But the woman was deliberately speaking loudly so I could hear.
âYou were so confident that you wouldnât return here, yet here you are.â
âI never wanted to come back here either. I didnât want to see any of your faces.â
âSister-in-law, no, now youâre just a stranger, so Iâll call you Lady Harari Ackerman.â
Sister-in-law? Lady Ackerman? I took a deep breath and stopped on the stairs, pondering the words I had heard.
âYes, thatâs why Iâm calling you Your Highness, not Master.â
Harari Ackerman was the former wife of Terdeoâs deceased older brother, who had left young Selphius behindâŚâŚ
âSelphiusâs mother!â
I lifted my head sharply, and my eyes met the butlerâs. He smiled calmly and nodded, as if answering my unspoken question. Terdeoâs voice, filled with murderous intent, came from behind.
âLetâs continue this conversation in the parlor.â
Terdeo ordered a nearby servant to ensure no one approached the parlor and then walked away. The sound of their footsteps grew distant.
âIs that reallyâŚâŚ?â
âYes, your assumption is correct.â
It was confirmed that she was Selphiusâs mother. No wonder her eyes reminded me of someone; they subtly resembled Selphiusâs! I had heard that the Ackerman family had once been married into the Laphireon family. ButâŚâŚ
âThen why didnât you let me join the conversation? Why did you send me to my bedroom first?â
âLady Ackerman is an indirect victim of the curse. He probably didnât want to instill unnecessary fear in you by showing you that precedent.â
Harari Ackerman was Terdeoâs brotherâs wife. After his brother died, she left Selphius behind and ran away. Was he afraid I might do the same? I was lost in thought when a conversation I had overheard earlier came to mind. I lifted my pale face.
ââŚâŚEarlier.â
âYes?â
âEarlier, you said Selphius brought her here, didnât you?â
The butler smiled faintly in affirmation.
ââŚâŚSelphius!â
I was worried about Selphius, who had suddenly met his mother who had abandoned him. Forgetting my dignity, I ran past the butler up the stairs.