Her heart sank.

‘Could it be like that time[—]’

Johan thought of the day when he had seen Estelle’s trauma.

She slightly bit her lips as if in pain, her long white eyelashes lowered.

“Estelle!”

Johan couldn’t stand it any longer and went into the gazebo to grab her.

Estelle then opened her eyes wide as if she had just come to her senses.

“Huh?”

“Do you know who is in front of you right now?”

“That’s……. Johan?”

Estelle tried to stammer again with a nonchalant face. He became affectionate towards Estelle, who was desperately trying to continue to hide her wound.

“Yeah, I’m by your side. Don’t forget.”

At that moment, sparks flew from the crystal bead, and anomalies began to occur.

Peonies bloomed wildly around them.

‘This phenomenon can’t happen.’

But it was possible in just one situation.

‘This magical tool is basically designed assuming a living person.’

The fact that the suddenly bloomed flower was a peony added more evidence to that assumption.

Peony is a flower of death.

A flower symbolizing chaos, the exact opposite of divinity.

‘Is Estelle…… closer to the dead than the living?’

Johan looked at Estelle with sad eyes and said,

“……Estelle.”

Currently, Estelle was in such a painful state that the crystal bead was tinged black. Even so close to death, she didn’t show it.

“You don’t have to pretend to be okay.”

It was a miracle that she could move around normally.

“I didn’t break it. Fortunately.”

Estelle seemed to roughly catch the situation as she looked at Johan.

‘……Since she already knows about her incurable disease, she must have realized it.’

Henry Hanson, the attending physician, spoke about Estelle.

‘Most sleeping princesses don’t feel pain, but there are exceptional cases where they feel extreme pain. At first, I thought you were a painless sleeping princess, but…….’

‘Is my wife in extreme pain right now?’

‘Occasionally showing signs of pain, yes. It seems so.’

‘How can that be?’

Sleeping princess is literally a disease where the body breaks down. It wasn’t bearable pain.

‘Somehow, you seem to be accustomed to enduring your own pain. You kept trying to hide it from your master, too.’

Once confirmed by the crystal bead, Henry Hanson’s diagnosis was accurate.

‘Estelle is still enduring the pain.’

But Johan had no way to treat her.

Estelle also seemed to know about her desperate situation.

“I really like this flower. It’s like Johan’s eyes.”

She said.

“It may be a little sad or scary at times, but when it feels like Johan’s sincerity, I like it because it feels like we’ve become closer.”

‘Really insensibly.’

She was insanely lovely.

“How can you be so, infuriatingly lovely?”

“Am I lovely?”

Johan cornered Estelle against the wall.

Estelle looked at him with rabbitlike big eyes. A look that always provoked him.

“You’re insanely lovely.”

“……. ”

“That drives me crazy.”

Estelle was startled by Johan’s aggressive words.

Estelle’s breath trembled with tension. Her thin and long eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly.

Johan examined every nook and cranny of Estelle with a mad look.

‘Are you going to die like this?’

In a swarm of Crollin demons, Johan had rescued Estelle at great risk.

As a result, Johan could not use magic as before until he paid a new price.

‘So you will really save me?’

But Estelle moved further away from Johan.

‘Why do you want to save me so much?’

Johan slowly kissed Estelle’s forehead and bridge of her nose.

She reacted sensitively every time his lips touched her.

“Who would have thought you would let go.”

It was utterly unacceptable.

“Jo, Johan?”

“When we return to the duke’s house, I’ll plant all the flowers you want in the garden. Let’s be together in a garden full of blooming flowers.”

“Go back to the duke’s house now?”

“I think it will be difficult to treat here.”

Looking at the surprised Estelle, Johan smiled tenderly.

‘I will save you.’

He would save her somehow, no matter what it took.
Johan said he would ascend to the ducal residence in just three days.

Originally, all the plans that were supposed to come down to the Duchy of Blanchet were cancelled, and this happened.

‘It seems like there’s a lot of work.’

Even to me, an outsider, it looked like Johan had a lot of work to do.

Especially since magic doesn’t work well, I couldn’t take teleportation magic, so the work increased.

Meanwhile, I went around the Blanchet Duke’s mansion with Betty for the few remaining days.

He said he had prepared a lot for me to rest, and he really had prepared a lot.

“Madam, this has been prepared by the master so that you can choose whatever you like when you arrive.”

“This much?”

I asked because the room was filled with dresses brought across the sea.

The exclusive maid of the ducal territory responded politely.

“Of course, this is not all. There are about ten more rooms like this. All of them are the finest dresses, and they can be tailored to fit you at any time.”

“…10 rooms?”