I fell out the window and was immediately transported to the infirmary.
The injury was just having a small abrasion because the man was cushioned. But because I couldn't stand for a while, that made a fuss already.
The man hasn't been found in the end. Everyone was distracted by me rolling on the ground, delaying the start of the man's search.... How can you lose your hips only at times like this?
When I was thrown into bed to deal with a seriously ill person, examined everywhere by a doctor, dressed in dirty clothes by the maids, and asked by the soldiers to explain the situation, the situation around me left me and changed visibly.
The wedding celebration left by the man, of course, was retrieved. As for the poisoned candle, he lied forcefully, "The Dream Eater politely explained it to me," explaining the effect to the soldiers in detail.
Thus, by the time my fall disturbance had come to a paragraph, the night was about to dawn. The noisy infirmary also only has a duke and brother now. Due to two consecutive nights of mayhem, there was a sense of relaxation and fatigue indoors.
"Glad you're safe..."
By the bed, the Duke is disappointed. Behind that, my brother was looking at this one with a face that just said "ahhh".
To begin with, I wondered if the fire would come out of my face with embarrassment when I found out that misinformation was out in the mansion that "Madame fell out of the window in an attempt to escape". But calm down... seeing the Duke up close somehow filled me with pity and remorse. Finally, tears seeped through the edge of my eyes, and I apologized for whimpering.
"If I were a little stronger and firmer... hiccup. Don't miss him."
"... Huh?
"That could have solved the case and taken your parents' revenge. Sorry it didn't help..."
"Wait, Cattleya. Don't reflect in that direction."
The Duke shook his head sideways in a panic.
"There is no need for you to feel responsible for the matter. Promise me that no matter what happens in the future, you will give priority to protecting yourself. Otherwise, I'm worried and I can't get my hands on anything."
"But..."
"Cattleya, please"
Look at me as the Duke pleads.
You can't possibly argue with it if you see the beauty of being gessolized in a day. I nodded honestly and uttered my apology again.
"... ok. I'm so sorry to bother you. I'll be careful not to be impotent in the future."
……
"The Duke?
"Son-in-law. If you don't trust me, you can be very clear."
My brother pinches his mouth on the couple's conversation. Rude, when I saw the Duke thinking, what a complicated face he looked like.
How do I interpret this expression?
At that time, the door to the infirmary opened in a chatter.
Looking at you, there is a sleigh and a father stepping into the room.
Indoors, new tensions ran numb.
The brother immediately moves to the corner of the room and erases the signs. The Duke looked back and gazed at his father, then shifted to the side and vacated the place.
Step by step, step by step and father approaching as he grows more intimidating. I can't run or hide, and my mouth starts arranging excuses on its own.
"And, Father. The man came into the room because I was letting the window open in a detour...... Never had a clue about security. And me, I'm pimped... Oh, there's something profound about falling out the window."
Not reacting in any way, Father looks down at this one with his mouth firmly tied. When I got the glance emitted from a height close to the ceiling, my body snapped at me. To the feeling of a lightning strike, I grip the sheets of the bed.
... But the voice from his father's mouth was unexpectedly gentle.
"Sorry I'm late. My doctor told me that I don't have any particular problems... is there anything that hurts me?"
"Yes? Oh, no. No, I'm fine."
"The belly."
Father puts his earthy face closer and says softly in a hesitant manner.
"Haven't you hit it or something? Any discomfort?
"There isn't. It's healthy."
Shake your head again and again, then to appeal to you to be safe, pound your stomach gently, and show it.
So his father took a deep breath as he was finally relieved. No matter how long, neither Gen Tip nor Sermon will fly. They don't even tell me to go home.
Could it be, Father, that you haven't noticed the problem with my statement yet? You know, I don't know who the guy is... that one.
Though the thunder could have been avoided, I felt so sorry when I saw my parents go red - blue - soil and color changing because of me. I'm not fooling you, but I wonder why you feel guilty like you're fooling me.
Lord Cyrus.
Mindful of the earlier exchange, the Duke speaks out on his fatherly back.
When his father tightened his face after coughing, he lowered his voice and put his arms together.
"... the assassin and the others left a document in his daughter's room, did you find out what it was"
The Duke would also have been prepared for the topic of forced repatriation of his parents. Shaken by an unnatural stream about the assassin, he answered with his eyes patting.
"The document contained a statement indicating the involvement of several Knights officials. If all the contents are true, I wonder if the mastermind is definitely Sir Roberto. He was in the upper echelons of the Knights eight years ago. It also matches my client's statue, which Riselle heard from a dream eater."
Ro... Roba? Aside from what I've seen, the names of people I've never even heard pop up. His father seemed to remember the name and nodded with a harsh face.
Looks like a celebrity there.
In the meantime, if enemies have been identified, I feel that case resolution has become current, and my feelings have only slightly improved.
"So it's possible to catch the mastermind."
"No. You won't be able to do it like this"
The slightest anticipation squeezes with a light return.
Understanding my disappointment, the Duke made up for it in an unfortunate way.
"Roberto is one of the Knights Chief candidates. I don't think that man will accept this statement and plead guilty easily. Even if you accuse him, it would be the mountain of Sekiyama that gets stuck without credibility in the evidence the assassins left behind. Still, it is possible to force the queen to stand for deliberation, but then the queen may squeeze out next."
Roberto is one of the queens, the Duke said.
"Besides, this case also involves an incident eight years ago. His Majesty will not be interested in Roberto any more, but he will be on the queen's side if he finds out that the cover-up involving the royal family could be revealed. In that case, instead of deliberating, they might ask me to decide that I didn't have this case."
"Oh no..."
Then it will be the same as it was eight years ago.
Dream eater, it's a wedding celebration or something, what a halfway house you left behind. I lost a bit of anticipation. If this is the case, I should have let him taste what terrible things he was doing to others by throwing poison incense into the fireplace while he was in the room.
Oh, no. That operation. I get bitter too.
The situation looked like a blockage. My father has shut up, and my brother is still standing at the corner of the room, uttering.
Now the same is true of being just messed up by malicious people.
There's no way I can fall asleep crying, but I don't even know what to do.
I promised I wouldn't be impotent, but I still couldn't help but wish I could have caught that man. Unlike Inez, he's going to be able to tell you a lot more about the situation.
Because of me--
"... I'm not going to repeat the same mistake"
After a silence that lasted awhile, the Duke said as if to himself.
I turn to the Duke so he can attract me. Then, there were the bright eyes and the chisels and the gaze.
"I have an idea."