Duke, Please Stop Because it Hurts

‘I think we can take it off now.’

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.

“You have severe anemia. Your body is also quite weak.”

“Isn’t that a big deal?”

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 couldn’t 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 couldn’t 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 master’s wife.

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“Your Grace…”

Everyone was nervous at the doctor’s words. The maids and butlers were solely focused on the doctor’s mouth as they held their breath in anticipation.

“…there’s nothing wrong with your body. I think you’ll feel better if you get some rest.”

“Madame…”

At the doctor’s words, everyone breathed out a sigh of relief. The atmosphere was tensed and strained, but Molitia remained distant.

“Thank goodness, ma’am.”

She gave a slight nod at the butler’s remark. She wondered if she should tell them about her condition, but seeing how relieved he appeared to be, she didn’t mention anything else.

Fortunately, they didn’t seem to be very interested in Molitia’s naturally ill body. They were just desperate to stop her current nosebleed.

“You may take the cloth off now. Don’t touch or irritate your nose for the time being.”

“Of course.”

“You shouldn’t skip any meals. The Duchess has a weak body, so she needs to eat regularly. She needs all the nutrients she can get.”

Molitia glanced sideways at the butler. The butler listened enthusiastically to the doctor’s words. He appeared to be more interested in the butler’s words than her.

“I’ll brew the medicine and send it to you as soon as possible.”

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.

“Madame, let’s go to the dining room. You need to have a full stomach to take your medicine.”

It was the best he could do now. Molitia rose from her seat, ready to accept his request.

“Madame, please be careful when you stand up.”

The maid next to her was startled and held her arm.

“You may feel dizzy because you bled a lot, so please watch your step.”

When the maid held her arm, Molitia felt as if she was walking on air.

“Didn’t the doctor say that I’m fine? You don’t have to do this…”

“No, it won’t take long to get to the dining room. I’ll show you the way.”

Seeing how faithful and concerned the maids were, Molitia remained silent. Having someone look after her wasn’t so bad.

‘Even so, being supported from both sides was a little…’

Molitia turned her head to deter the other maid from holding onto her, but the maid’s grip on her was firm.

“…then shall we go now?”

“I will guide you.”

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 Count’s house, she was being treated like the star of a country here.

It wasn’t a bad feeling, instead, the feeling of being cared for was quite refreshing. It wasn’t bad.

But she knew this treatment would not last long. If she kept falling sick as she did at the Count’s, then they would definitely become annoyed with her. Molitia straightened her back as soon as the food was served.

* * *

“You’re here. You’re back earlier than I thought.”

It was Gilbert, the butler, who welcomed the news of Raven’s return first. He received his coat with a bow.

(T/N – So I’ve changed the name from Reuben to Raven. I had a mistranslation. Thank you all for understanding)

“It’s not really a big deal.”