I Made a Mistake in my Confession. Can I Cancel it? - Chapter 46

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Chapter 46

 

“Your Grace the Archduke!”

 

Kartan, who had been leaning against the corridor wall, slowly straightened his body.

 

“Don’t tell me you two were talking badly about me.”

 

Seeing him approach, Lillian felt her heart swell with emotion for no particular reason.

 

‘Still, I’m grateful. The person I’ve come to care for is such a good man.’

 

The moment that thought crossed her mind, she couldn’t help but let out a small laugh.

 

“It’s a secret.”

 

‘It’s strange how nostalgic this feels, when he was once someone I feared and wanted to escape from.’

 

“What’s with that reaction?”

 

Lillian simply shrugged her shoulders at Kartan, who was frowning.

 

“Would you like to go to the study? I was just heading there myself.”

 

Come to think of it, His Grace the Archduke, whom she’d thought was always busy, was at home for once.

 

“Oh, do you need to go out again? Are you still busy with official duties these days?”

 

At Lillian’s question, Kartan simply turned his head away as if annoyed.

 

“No, all the busy work is finished.”

 

Then he took the lead and began walking. Lillian stood still and quietly watched his retreating figure.

 

Though it was sudden, she had a premonition that she would never forget this moment. The sunlight was blindingly beautiful, and so was His Grace the Archduke.

 

After a moment, Kartan looked back at Lillian.

 

“What are you doing standing there instead of following?”

 

“Ah.”

 

Only then did Lillian take a step toward Kartan. Kartan’s speed in coming back was faster than Lillian’s pace in approaching.

 

He suddenly asked an unexpected question.

 

“Are you dizzy?”

 

“Pardon?”

 

Seeing Lillian tilt her head in confusion, Kartan seemed to interpret it differently and let out a quiet sigh.

 

“If you’re dizzy, hold my hand.”

 

“Ah…”

 

Lillian, who was about to correct him that it wasn’t that, looked back and forth between Kartan’s indifferent expression and his hand. Then she firmly resolved to keep her mouth shut.

 

“Yes!”

 

‘I’ll just pretend to be dizzy for a moment, what’s the harm.’

 

Even she thought she was being shameless, and she almost burst out laughing.

 

‘If I laugh here and now, His Grace the Archduke will catch me immediately!’

 

Lillian tried hard to manage her expression and lowered her head. A low voice came from above her head.

 

“Are your symptoms manifesting again?”

 

“Ah, well… yes.”

 

Not knowing what to say for a moment, she ended up answering yes.

 

‘He didn’t figure it out, did he?’

 

When she looked up at him, his face seemed full of worry. Only then did she think ‘oh no’ and quickly corrected herself.

 

“It’s not terribly dizzy. Just a little? It’s only for a very brief moment, so please don’t worry too much about it.”

 

“….”

 

But Kartan remained silent for quite a while. After a moment, a rather serious voice was heard.

 

“You won’t die. So don’t worry about anything.”

 

“…!”

 

For a moment, Lillian was seized by an inexplicable feeling. It was like someone had secretly infiltrated inside her and was vigorously pumping away.

 

Lillian gently pressed near her chest with the hand that wasn’t holding his.

 

Thump. Thump.

 

Her chest felt hot. And she realized that the reason was the warmth transmitted from his hand that she was holding.

 

“Lillian, what are you thinking about?”

 

Only then did Lillian suddenly come to her senses.

 

“N-nothing! I wasn’t thinking about anything!”

 

It felt as if she had done something bad that shouldn’t be discovered. In her confusion, she ended up babbling whatever came out of her mouth.

 

“I was, I was thinking about what would be good to eat for lunch.”

 

“Didn’t you already have lunch? And you just said you were going to the study.”

 

“….”

 

Her face instantly flushed with embarrassment.

 

“Ah, dinner! I meant dinner. Anyway, let’s hurry to the study.”

 

Lillian deliberately quickened her pace, afraid he might argue back. At that moment, Kartan let out a short breath.

 

“How silly.”

 

His footsteps also followed Lillian toward the study.

 

* * *

 

“Is Lillian still sleeping?”

 

“….”

 

At Kartan’s question, Whitton merely bowed his head. Whitton, who had left to find a doctor, had ultimately returned empty-handed.

 

“Lately she’s been getting tired over trivial things. It’s definitely strange.”

 

“My lord, how about calling Dr. Sellie again? In fact, there’s no greater authority on rare disease research than her… By now, the doctor must be quite repentant.”

 

“What do the other doctors say?”

 

“As expected, they say there’s nothing else wrong…”

 

“Then that’s enough.”

 

Kartan sat at his desk and spread out documents. She was the woman who had put someone in that state after he had temporarily entrusted her with Lillian because she seemed frustrated staying only at the Archduke’s Residence. No matter how capable she was, he could no longer trust her.

 

“Right, what happened with Bishop Chris?”

 

At this, Whitton carefully handed over the letter he had been holding.

 

To His Grace Archduke Kartan.

 

We apologize, but Bishop Chris is currently away on missionary work. According to internal Papal Court regulations, we cannot inform you when he will return.

 

The paper with the Papal Court’s reply letter was completely crumpled in his hand.

 

Bang.

 

Kartan slammed his desk and ground his teeth.

 

“They sure love their internal regulations. Damn bastards.”

 

Whitton knelt down and bowed his head.

 

“Please give me one more chance. I absolutely will not disappoint you this time.”

 

Kartan’s irritated gaze instantly turned toward Whitton. For now, Bishop Chris was their last hope. Kartan couldn’t give up on the bishop like this.

 

“Whitton, you’ll have to go once more. Whether you use force or persuasion, just keep him breathing and drag him before me.”

 

“Yes, my lord. I will obey your command.”

 

Knock knock.

 

That’s when it happened. Along with the knocking sound, the office door burst open without the owner’s permission. Dr. Sellie appeared through the gap, crossing her arms and speaking majestically.

 

“He’s not the type to come quietly even if you do that, is he?”

 

“Doctor. I’m sure I told you to reflect on your actions.”

 

To Kartan grinding his teeth, the doctor held out a paper.

 

“This is a reply letter I received directly from His Grace the Bishop. He says he’ll visit the Archduke’s Residence soon.”

 

At this, Kartan glared at Dr. Sellie and asked.

 

“What’s your intention with this?”

 

The doctor simply shrugged her shoulders.

 

“From what I hear, the Count’s Daughter’s condition seems to be getting worse by the day. And Your Grace the Archduke doesn’t seem inclined to call me back. But I know where His Grace the Bishop is.”

 

When Kartan’s expression still didn’t soften, Dr. Sellie reluctantly added.

 

“I was truly sorry about that time. I lost my mind and ended up making a mistake.”

 

But it didn’t work on Kartan.

 

“Whitton, drag the doctor out. And go capture the bishop right now.”

 

“I want to save the Count’s Daughter too! What I said that time was my true feelings. If I persuade him, Bishop Chris will surely help the Count’s Daughter as well. Don’t you know what kind of person His Grace the Bishop is?”

 

The doctor’s voice was filled with desperation. Kartan stared at her intently for a long while, then finally raised his hand to stop Whitton.

 

“Doctor, go apologize to Lillian, the person involved. And bring me not just words of apology, but visible, satisfactory results.”

 

Dr. Sellie’s face instantly brightened.

 

“Then does this mean I can come see the Count’s Daughter now?”

 

“….”

 

Kartan, who had fallen silent for a moment, pressed his temple and spoke as if reluctant.

 

“Do as you wish.”

 

Only then did Dr. Sellie, with an overwhelmed expression as if she had achieved her goal, leave the office without even saying goodbye.

 

It seemed Lillian had firmly won over the heart of the cold Dr. Sellie.

 

* * *

 

Shortly after, wanted posters searching for Bishop Chris were posted throughout the entire nation. With the high reward money, even bounty hunters joined in and began searching for the bishop.

 

Then one day, a shabby-looking old woman came to the Archduke’s Residence. The old woman standing at the gate grabbed the gatekeeper and asked.

 

“Is there a Count’s Daughter here who sleeps endlessly?”

 

The gatekeeper covered his nose at the piercing stench.

 

“How dare this beggar old woman come here and make a scene? Where do you think this is? Get lost right now!”

 

“Hmm, they said the owner of this house was looking for me… How strange?”

 

The old woman who had been muttering to herself readjusted her grip on her walking stick, then brought it down on the gatekeeper’s head.

 

Thunk.

 

“Hey, you fool! Don’t you know how to respect your elders? This is why young people these days are no good.”

 

“What, has this old hag lost her mind!”

 

The enraged gatekeeper raised his hand, but the old woman’s walking stick was faster.

 

Thunk.

 

“Still at it, you brat!”

 

As their scuffle intensified, people began to gather around them. Among them was Dr. Sellie. The doctor immediately recognized who the old woman was.

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