I Made a Mistake in my Confession. Can I Cancel it? - Chapter 8

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Episode 8

“Actually, about the love letter you received that day. The truth is, it wasn’t meant for His Grace the Archduke.”

In an instant, Kartan’s eyes turned cold. He tilted his head as if he had heard a foreign language and asked.

“What are you talking about?”

Was it her imagination that it sounded like he was spitting out the words? Lillian flinched and trembled at his tone that had turned icy cold. But even so, she couldn’t back down here.

“Actually, I…”

Kartan didn’t let Lillian finish her words. He spoke sarcastically in an angry voice.

“What, so now you want to say that it was meant to be a confession to another man?”

“…!”

Seeing Kartan say exactly what she was about to say, Lillian couldn’t help but flinch.

“Th-that’s right.”

“Who is it?”

“I…”

At his sharp questioning, Lillian almost mentioned Jeffrey without thinking, but belatedly shook her head.

“I can’t tell you who it is, but anyway, the love letter wasn’t sent to His Grace the Archduke. I’m truly sorry.”

Lillian even bowed her head as she offered a sincere apology. At this, Kartan suddenly pulled up the corners of his mouth.

“So that’s how it was.”

His low, sunken voice showed no trace of anger. Rather, that made it even more frightening as Lillian trembled and raised her head. Her gaze immediately met his blue eyes.

“After confessing to me, are you embarrassed and want to pretend it never happened? If you’re making up this ridiculous story for that reason, I understand.”

“No, that’s not it…!”

‘How does his mind jump to think like that? Is he acting this way because he was too shocked?’

Flustered by his unexpected reaction, Lillian just looked at Kartan with a surprised face. At this, Kartan let out a scoff as if he found it absurd.

“Count’s Daughter is a woman too, so your pride must be hurt. Then let’s say publicly that I courted you first.”

He was definitely misunderstanding something completely. Either that, or he had really lost his mind.

Lillian shook her head vigorously.

“No, it’s real! Everything I said is true.”

“Yes, I understand, so let’s go inside now.”

But mere denial couldn’t convince Kartan, who had already reached his conclusion. Frustrated, Lillian clenched her fists and shouted.

“Actually, the person I really wanted to confess to wasn’t His Grace the Archduke, but a man…!”

Bang.

That’s when it happened. There was a thunderous crash as if something was collapsing, and then a woman screamed.

“Q-quickly get away!!”

At someone’s shout, she turned to see something rushing toward them at tremendous speed.

‘What is that…?’

For a moment, she froze without even realizing what was happening. Only when it was about to collide head-on did she realize that what was about to hit her was a horse pulling a carriage.

‘Am I going to die like this…?’

In her mind, she knew she should nimbly dodge, but her body wouldn’t move at all. All she could manage was to squeeze her eyes shut.

“Lillian…!”

Then someone called her name urgently. At the same time, she felt strong arms wrap around her waist. They pulled her so forcefully that she was dragged into an embrace. The moment another arm wrapped around her head, Lillian felt relief. It was warm and solid, with a somehow familiar grassy scent. It was Archduke Kartan.

Thud.

The sound of colliding with the rampaging horse only reached her ears distantly. She couldn’t feel any pain at all. Instead, her ears were filled with strange ringing that made her head spin.

When she finally came to her senses, she tried to get up.

“Ugh.”

A short groan came from above her head. Then a low voice followed with labored breathing.

“Are you alright.”

It was the first time. The first time she felt Archduke Kartan’s voice was gentle. For a moment, something seemed to press down on her chest with a thump. Only then did Kartan, who had released her from his embrace, examine her body here and there and ask again.

“You’re not hurt, are you?”

The voice she heard again was still blunt. But his eyes truly seemed to be worried about her. Lillian felt very confused seeing Kartan like this.

‘Did he just… save me? Why?’

She couldn’t understand it. The Archduke Kartan she knew wasn’t that kind of person. So the words of gratitude didn’t come out immediately, and only her lips moved. Then her gaze turned to Archduke Kartan’s back. More precisely, to the broken carriage debris stuck in his back.

“Ah…!”

She was so shocked that she almost screamed but hurriedly covered her mouth first. Before she knew it, even the coat he was wearing was soaked with blood.

‘What, what should I do… Should I call a doctor… How do I call one?’

In the urgent situation, her mind went completely blank. As she could only watch, unable to do this or that, Kartan frowned and pulled out the wood fragment stuck in his back.

“Your, Your Grace the Archduke, you mustn’t…!”

Though she knew nothing about medicine, she knew it was dangerous to pull it out carelessly and tried to stop him, but it was useless.

“It’s nothing serious. I’ll have a doctor look at it when I get back.”

Then he calmly got up and told the coachman to return to the Archduke’s residence. Only then did Lillian support Kartan and help him safely board the carriage.

“Ha.”

Kartan was incredibly heavy. Moreover, he was tall, about a head taller than Lillian, so it was quite difficult. It felt like carrying a house-sized boulder. Lillian unconsciously tried to wipe the sweat from her forehead but stopped.

Her hands were covered in blood. As soon as she realized this fact, Lillian’s fingertips began to tremble. Seeing this, Kartan said indifferently.

“Looks like we won’t be able to see the opera.”

Whether he was trying to reassure her or was genuinely disappointed, he seemed to be mistaken that he was fine.

‘This person, his eyes are gradually losing focus…’

People kicked by horses usually die on the spot. Just being alive like this could be called a miracle. Lillian kept talking to him in case he lost consciousness.

“Your Grace the Archduke. Who’s performing in today’s opera?”

“Well… I don’t know that much.”

“Do you usually enjoy watching operas?”

“…No.”

“Then why did you suggest we go see one?”

“…”

Kartan gave no further answer. Lillian shook his body, worried he might have lost consciousness.

“Your Grace the Archduke!”

At her call, Kartan belatedly muttered.

“It’s cold, a bit.”

Kartan’s body was cold. Looking at his lips that had turned pale blue, Lillian looked down at her own clothes that had also become stained with red blood. The inside of the carriage was soaked with the blood he had shed.

‘At this rate, His Grace the Archduke will die from excessive blood loss…!’

Lillian urgently shouted.

“Is it still far before we arrive?”

“The road is a bit congested! Hyah! We’re taking a detour, so it’ll take about 30 more minutes! How is His Grace the Archduke’s condition?”

Lillian despaired at the coachman’s words. Thirty minutes to the Archduke’s residence would be too late. Moreover, even if they arrived on time, it was questionable whether a doctor would be waiting.

If I used my resurrection ability, my powers would be exposed. But I couldn’t just let someone who was hurt because of me die either. I bit my lip and looked down at Kartan. He couldn’t even open his eyes anymore.

‘Let’s save his life first and worry about the rest later.’

‘Let’s save the people first and worry about the rest later.’

If His Grace the Archduke died like this, she would obviously suffer from guilt for the rest of her life. Fortunately, they were inside the carriage where no one could see, and Archduke Kartan was unconscious from losing too much blood.

She hurriedly and carefully drew the curtains at the window. Then she checked his condition once more. Even when she brought her palm close to his face and waved it, he didn’t budge at all.

“Huh.”

“Phew.”

Taking a deep breath quietly, Lillian finally closed her eyes.

Lillian took a deep, quiet breath and finally closed her eyes.

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