Beast of the Frozen Night Chapter 80.2

If the Grand Duke died, it should be good, but that didn’t seem to be the case. Rather, the inside of her mouth felt dry. The reason that her heart was weakened was because he tried to save her.

The doctor picked his words with a troubled face.

“His Grace should be able to wake up.”

Anne let go of her lips, which she had been biting the whole time. He wouldn’t die. That fact laid somewhere between relief and anxiety.

Like reading her mind, she felt a small movement in her stomach. Like the baby who didn’t know anything was comforting its mother.

Anne, who had been stroking her stomach with her hand, forcibly removed her gaze from the door where her eyes kept darting to. The afterimage of the man who had opened the door and entered . . .

“I see. Stay by His Grace’s side and treat him.”

* * *

In the middle of the night, the door to the silent west wing opened quietly. Aside from the moonlight gently seeping in, a death-like silence filled the room.

Luciel walked over to Daymond’s bed after closing the door. At this point, Daymond, who had quickly noticed that he had come, would’ve argued, but he didn’t say anything in the silent room.

“I knew you were stupid, but being this stupid . . . You’re exactly like your father.”

Luciel muttered as he looked down at Daymond, whose eyes were closed.

He was breathing, but the appearance of death clinging to him reminded Luciel of someone. Eamon, Daymond’s father and Luciel’s own brother. History repeated itself again.

“Do you regret it?”

Luciel had asked his brother who had lost his beautiful light and became emaciated. Was he feeling something called regret, just like foolish humans?

“If what I feel is regret… You’re right. I am regretting it.”

With cloudy eyes ahead of his death, he smiled bitterly. And soon he started to weep.

“I regret leaving without being able to protect Mariel. I regret the moment I doubted that I would kill my child out of greed. And my biggest regret is not seeing my son’s face. Cough… cough…”

He was dying. Even in face of his pointless death, he only remembered the human woman named Mariel and the child.

Luciel asked with dry eyes that showed neither sadness nor empathy, if he had any last words to say.

“Go find Mariel. Explain to the child what we are.”

His brother closed his eyes, worrying about the son born to the human woman who was the cause of his death. Not saying anything else to Luciel, who had been with him for a thousand years. A vain, empty death.

Luciel had never been able to understand. The fact that his brother had bore Daymond with some human woman. The brothers had known that the moment the child was born, their breath would run out. Because their strength and powers were exchanged for the child’s life.

That was why Luciel didn’t listen to his brother’s last request. He couldn’t understand why his brother abandoned him for the sake of mere human beings.

For about twenty years after that, Luciel wandered around the empire looking for answers, but he couldn’t find them in the end. Why did his brother bear a child while hastening his own death… This was the reason why he did not acknowledge Daymond’s existence. Why he hated him.

However…

“Are you willing to risk your life for love too? For that child, Daymond?”

Luciel asked his brother’s child who was sleeping profoundly. Why did he follow in his father’s footsteps and make such a foolish choice? There was nothing to be gained from it…

Luciel stared at Daymond’s pale face all night long.

“I don’t want you to disappear like my brother did.”

Luciel’s words pierced the silence of the room.

* * *

Another week passed since the Grand Duke was unconscious.

The Grand Duke’s castle was plunged into a sorry state by the Grand Duke’s accident. But because of the Grand Duchess, life quietly continued. The fact that there was a successor made them relieved that the lineage will not be cut off.

The few people, including Marie, who knew the whole story of the accident kept their mouths shut, but as their eyes seemed to resent her, Anne began to spend more time in the greenhouse. Now, the flowers in full bloom filled the greenhouse, mingled with the fresh scent.

Anne gazed at the fountain where the clear water flowed down. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath when she heard the door open in the distance.

“Emily, I think my legs are swelling. Could you bring me some tea?”

It must be Emily. Anne asked for a cup of tea, but she got no answer. When she slowly opened her eyes, Marie knelt on her knees on the floor with a tearful voice.

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Anne’s expression hardened at the sight of her.

“I ordered you to stay out of sight.”

“Madam, please go see His Grace just once.”

“Why should I?”

“Huu… His Grace… did it to save Madam, right?”

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