I Became the Wife of the Hero Who Killed Me - Chapter 120

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#Episode 120

 

The news of the Princess’s conversion literally turned the atmosphere of the Imperial Capital upside down.

 

Even if it were an ordinary Protestant nation they would oppose it, but a national marriage with Pavia where severe religious persecution against Orthodoxy was taking place!

 

I could be certain that dropping a bomb in the middle of the Imperial Capital would be better than this.

 

The streets were stirring with unease.

 

“How about some strawberries next?”

 

“I’d like to stop eating now…”

 

Of course, regardless of what others were doing, the atmosphere between Edwin and me was nothing but warm and cozy.

 

Unlike before when he always maintained a proper distance, Edwin was now uninhibited in how he treated me, and I had no hesitation in accepting his touch.

 

Even the servants could immediately tell that there had been progress in our relationship during our stay at the Imperial Court.

 

At first I was a bit embarrassed, but I decided to just accept it.

 

“Please eat just a little more, won’t you?”

 

“I need to get ready and leave now. We can’t be late for this appointment.”

 

“But all you’ve eaten is a little pomegranate and apple. I’m worried you might collapse.”

 

“If I collapse, Edwin can catch me.”

 

“You mustn’t collapse…”

 

It was a joke, but Edwin’s shoulders drooped helplessly.

 

Ever since I got hurt, his overprotectiveness truly reached the heavens.

 

He was at the point where he said he couldn’t bear to watch me walk on my own two legs and wanted to carry me around. But my injury wasn’t to my ankle, was it?

 

“Acting cute won’t work either.”

 

“…”

 

When words didn’t work, Edwin started fiddling with my fingers.

 

It was a strategy that fully utilized the fact that I was weak to physical contact, but this time it didn’t work.

 

Because this evening, there was a child’s funeral at St. Pamelo Monastery.

 

* * *

 

The funeral mass was conducted under Cardinal Vincent’s officiation.

 

Moreover, through very special consideration from the monastery, after the mass ended, the child’s body could be laid to rest in the monastery cemetery.

 

This wasn’t easy unless you were a considerable noble.

 

But thanks to me enthusiastically showing the Monastery Head something made by forming a circle with my thumb and index finger, things were resolved as smoothly as flowing water.

 

‘Who knew this would work outside of Lombard too.’

 

Life felt futile, but anyway…

 

After the mass ended, it was time for the final flower offering to the child’s coffin.

 

I went up to the altar holding pure white lilies.

 

The child lying in the coffin looked as neat and lovely as any noble family’s children.

 

The young couple who had been greeting each mourner offering flowers approached me.

 

“Madam Duke, I don’t know what words of gratitude I should offer…”

 

“I don’t know how to repay the grace that Madam has bestowed upon us.”

 

I gently patted both of their hands.

 

Thanks to Edwin, I had gathered my composure and regained my original vitality, but in front of these people, I didn’t know what expression to wear.

 

The fact that I couldn’t even peacefully watch over that small child’s final moments continued to weigh on my heart.

 

“Please don’t make such a face. We’re really okay.”

 

“….”

 

But the young couple seemed to have let go of everything instead.

 

Their eyes were red and swollen, but their expressions were rather serene.

 

“It would be a lie to say this situation doesn’t feel like a nightmare. The fact that our child, who was running around cheerfully just a while ago, is now lying in a coffin as a cold corpse….”

 

“But we did everything we could for our dying child.”

 

The young woman lovingly caressed the child’s cheek.

 

They said that as poor and humble parents, they had never even met a doctor before.

 

But their child received treatment from the most skilled doctor in the Northern Region, a cardinal from the Holy Capital watched over the child’s final journey, and now the child lay in such a beautiful and lovely state.

 

“The more we cling to our attachment, the less our child will be able to rest peacefully in Heaven… We’ll bury all our resentment in our hearts and live that way.”

 

“It’s all thanks to Lady Elisia. We’re truly grateful.”

 

“Wait, you two.”

 

I paused for a moment.

 

When I was staying in the barracks at one corner of the Imperial Court, I had told people to call me comfortably by my name, but everyone had firmly refused.

 

They said they couldn’t dare call a noble lady as high as Heaven like a friend.

 

The woman who received my surprised gaze continued speaking.

 

“Lady Elisia is truly an amazing person. We thought that friendship transcending social status was impossible, and that what you showed us was merely temporary charity. But Lady Elisia truly regarded us commoners as friends.”

 

“….”

 

“We apologize for misunderstanding Madam’s heart. And if it’s alright even now, we would like to call Madam by name.”

 

“Of course! There’s no need to ask twice. Of course it’s fine.”

 

“We hope it never happens… but if Lady Elisia ever needs help, we will always stand up for Lady Elisia as friends.”

 

It wasn’t just the young couple.

 

The people who had been offering flowers to the child had somehow gathered around me one by one.

 

These were the people I had shared hardships with in the barracks.

 

The people who looked up at Leto’s statue continued speaking in turn.

 

“I too swear that if my friend is in danger, I will step forward without hesitation.”

 

“I swear to overcome any hardship and adversity together for a true friend.”

 

Everyone joined hands and shared glances.

 

No one spoke, but the passion in their exchanged looks was hotter than ever.

 

* * *

 

The funeral mass and burial were completed.

 

The monastery, which had been bustling with crowds, regained its original tranquility.

 

Edwin stepped away briefly, saying he had something urgent to discuss with Cardinal Nonna. It seemed to be about Rosalind’s conversion.

 

I also had business with Cardinal Vincent, so I was taking a brief walk in the monastery backyard until his prayer ended.

 

Then, someone tapped my shoulder.

 

“Duchess.”

 

“Brother Matthew?”

 

“…Shh.”

 

For some reason, he urgently looked around and then grabbed my wrist, pulling me along.

 

I was swept up in his pace without even having a chance to refuse.

 

When I came to my senses, I found myself in a narrow space between walls where the sun didn’t reach.

 

Matthew looked at me and muttered.

 

“Wow, I heard the rumors, but your face is really a mess.”

 

“Did you drag me here just to say that?”

 

I had tried to cover the bruises with makeup.

 

But the more powder I applied, the more my complexion looked like a corpse, so I just gave up and came out.

 

Fortunately, no one pointed out my appearance during the funeral mass, so I was relieved thinking it was better than expected.

 

But Brother Matthew honestly told me the truth.

 

“Everyone was saying that the Duchess has only received praise for her beauty her whole life, so she might be sensitive about this kind of thing, so even if it looks strange, don’t say anything and pretend not to notice.”

 

“What did you say?”

 

“But honestly, when someone’s face is this seriously beaten up, how can you pretend not to notice? I was really shocked when I first saw you. I thought you were a completely different person?”

 

“…!”

 

No wonder this face couldn’t possibly be okay, but no one said anything!

 

I thought I was worrying for nothing, so I even took off my cumbersome hat in the middle and comfortably swept up my hair—

 

Humanly speaking, if it looks hideous, they should at least tell me it’s hideous!

 

Just as my friendship with people was about to turn into betrayal, Matthew placed his hand on my cheek.

 

“If this gets found out, Cardinal Godric will really kill me.”

 

Suddenly, a bright light enveloped my vision.

 

He had used divine power on me.

 

Matthew, whose eyes met mine, playfully twisted his lips.

 

“That’s why I’m more suitable for this. My healing ability is weak, so I can’t heal it all at once like our Director. That’s why it’ll be more natural, Judith said.”

 

“Sister Judith said….”

 

“Still, it’s much better than not doing anything, right? Even though I look like this, my divine power isn’t that weak.”

 

I now knew that using divine power without the Pope’s permission was forbidden.

 

And that if caught, one would receive considerable punishment.

 

“Why are you going this far?”

 

“Because the Duchess is a good person. That’s why I wanted to help.”

 

“I don’t really understand what you mean….”

 

As I tilted my head, I suddenly remembered a past curiosity.

 

I had only heard that Brother Vincent had received a secret mission and went to Lombard, but due to Sister Judith’s interference, I never heard the rest of the story.

 

“Ah, I have something I’m curious about. Vincent—”

 

“No! You can’t meet Cardinal Vincent next time, go straight back to the mansion today. If you meet now, you’ll definitely get caught. Two hundred percent chance of getting caught.”

 

Matthew, who had poured out words like a machine gun, pushed my back.

 

I tried to shout that I meant the other Vincent, not the Cardinal, but he had already disappeared.

 

This damn person with the same name….

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