Lover While The Duke
#12 What Happened? (After the Attack of the Curse)

Lionel's consciousness slowly returned. His convulsed body had now calmed down and his breathing was beginning to settle down.

Yanneta still hugged Lionel. If he collapses, they'll both collapse.

He looks messy. Her hair that had been neatly styled by Marta was shattered. The sparkling decorations in his hair splattered out from nowhere. The night is long. The dark sky can be seen from the window. The curtain that was not taken down became his glass sign today.

As the weak breath turned into a subtle snoring, Yanneta quietly sighed. The curse attack is gone.

Yanneta laid down Lionel cautiously. The usual well-groomed black hair became wet with sweat. Yanneta tidied up the messy haircut.

Lionel's pale face returned to normal. As if nothing had ever happened, he slept very well.

"Lo." Yanneta rubbed Lionel's cheek.

Lionel's nickname is Leo. It was a sign of affection for both of his parents. Rose who was close to Lionel was given the right to call him that. When attacked, Rose always whispered a word of affection to him. Like "Leo dear" "Leoku" or "I love Leo".

"Forget sick today. Sleep well." Yanneta pulls the blanket to cover Lionel's body.

"Is there anyone outside?" Yanneta pulls the bell rope to call the maid.

"Yes, how can I help you?" Marta's voice sounded.

He forgot for a moment about Martha. He came to Soveil with Marta.

"Marta?"

"Yes, miss."

"Come in."

Marta entered followed by several other servants from Soveil. Everything was female so Yanneta calmed down a little. He glimpsed at his neck and shoulders that were stained red everywhere. Lionel bit off every corner of his skin that was open.

The dress she was wearing was torn apart, leaving behind a camisole and thin underwear. At a glance he could feel the shocked gazes of Marta and the servants. As their attention shifted to why Lionel was sound, there was relief in their eyes.

"Please help me." Yanneta tries to get out of bed with the rest of her strength.

"Can you stand up?" Marta approaches.

Brucks.

Yanneta's body collapsed and fell to the floor. His head turned and pierced. Legs tingling. Can't be moved at all.

The screaming voices of the servants were the last thing he heard before everything went dark. Yanneta lost consciousness.

When she opened her eyes, Yanneta saw her old self. Sleeping in an uncomfortable position on the table. His hand held the phone still on.

Red Rose Tragedy, the title is clearly written. Yanneta still remembers the night she read the novel in a marathon. His eyes narrowed when he saw the image on the cover. As if there were three figures. Rose in the middle with Hell's dagger, Lionel on the right wrapped his hand around Rose's waist, then Verdian on the left held Rose's shoulder.

But the cover changed. There are only two people there. The image of Yanneta wearing a beautiful dress stroking the head of Lionel that was comfortably on her lap.

"Huh?"

Yanneta rubbed her eyes. Is it true what he saw. Yanneta's confused. Why is it like this, what happened. Why change. A thousand questions in his head.

Who should he ask?

"Hey, wake up." A voice interrupted the complicated contents of Yanneta's head.

In an instant the world he had just seen was completely bleached. The picture of his life used to change with a golden mosquito net roof. His eyes blinked a few times, trying to adjust his gaze.

His body was seriously ill. The pain is still a little bit.

"Hey princess sleep, wake up." That voice again.

Yanneta turns and finds a voice. Lionel's handsome face was visible.

Lionel's hand stroked his cheek with a super beautiful sting. By turning his back on the sunlight that was breaking through the window, Lionel's features were brightly lit. Like an angel who came down to earth.

"Is anyone still sick?"

Yanneta's throat was dry as she was about to reply. He was eager to answer but his throat was unwilling to cooperate.

"Drink."

Cold water immediately soaked Yanneta's dry throat. He gulped with his greed.

After one glass of toilet water, Lionel raised Yanneta's body and rested her on the head of the bed.

"The room is different from before." Thought Yanneta as she circulated her gaze.

The previous room was not this big. There is also not as much and as luxurious as this. It seemed like he had a grudge with wealth, because when he saw everything that was gold-colored and sparkling, Yanneta instantly counted in his head. Starting from paintings, wall displays, to the smallest items all do not escape from the calculation.

"What does the Lady look at so seriously?"

Lionel took Yanneta's pleasure lightly. His voice was certainly not Yanneta could refuse. So he immediately shifted his gaze from luxury goods to the face that became the source of luxury in this world.

"Where is this?" Ask Yanneta lirih

"My room."

Yanneta's eyes almost popped off.

"Yes?"

"I removed Lady from the previous room. I just want to make sure if Lady gets the best care."

Lies.

Lionel woke up furious when he found Yanneta's condition. He berates Byos and Fabian who give Yanneta a guest room. He himself moved Yanneta to her room.

In addition to ensuring the best possible care, Lionel also wants Yanneta to be close to him. He was unconscious for a long time.

Seeing his condition coupled with explanations from Byos and Fabian, Lionel's eyes flared. He was disappointed that the two men, Byos and Fabian did not keep Yanneta away from him when he suffered an attack.

He was angry at himself for endangering Janneta's safety. Besides that he was also embarrassed, he had to show himself who had gone crazy for the second time to Yanneta. Even worse, he was also confused as to why Yanneta had sacrificed herself for him.

And this was the big question he wanted to get from Yanneta after she woke up.

"Thank you." Yanneta.

"I'm fine." Yanneta's smile rises. Not until the pain is dangerous. If only this could he hold it.

It was just that the bluish patches on his neck and shoulders needed time to disappear. Yanneta saw the clothes she was wearing. He's changed his clothes. She was wearing a pajama dress with the outer covering of her upper body. Yanneta.

"Is your mouth set to say okay?"

"Yes?"

"Ah, I did sleep longer than usual."

"Don't do it again." Lionel's voice was rising.

"You mean?"

"Near when I'm under attack."

"How can I not approach when you are sick. I certainly have to help. I also have a human spirit." Yanneta doesn't want to lose.

"But you could be in Lady's danger."

"I'm fine now. That means no danger."

"Lady.'s.." Lionel lowered his voice.

"alright. I will close my eyes even if you ask me for help. Assume nothing happened Your Majesty."

"It's not like that I mean Lady." Lionel massaged his temples that were starting to hurt.

"You're thankful enough, not even angry like this."

"I'm not angry."

"You're obviously angry."

"Why are you judging me?"

"No. I'm just arguing."

"I'm just confused."

"If you're confused, you'll just ask."

"Yes I'll ask."

"Yes, please, ask anything that makes you confused."

"Why did the Lady help me?"

Yanneta's eyes twitched. Unexpected question, but already thought. It would be strange if Lionel didn't wonder. Suddenly a mysterious woman appears out of nowhere and helps him twice.

"Because you're sick, so as a fellow human being I help you."

The safest answer.

"But Lady sacrificed herself."

"Ouch.. Answer what this is." Yanneta is starting to get cornered.

"If you want to help, just help. Does it have to be a reason?"

"For me it is." Clearly solid and on target.

For a moment Yanneta forgot, if Lionel was smart to twist the words. He won in all things, including arguing.

"There is no special reason, Your Majesty."

"Why I'm sick you have to be."

"I'm not the one who makes you sick."

"Yes I know. But I'm very curious as to why."

"I told you there's no particular reason. If you want to help, just help."

"But Lady knows a lot about me."

"I don't."

"Lied."

Again on target. If Lionel's speech was a knife, Yanneta would have been in a lot of places.

Cornered. Lionel blocked every escape from Yanneta.

"Explain to me. I need an explanation."

"Nothing I want to explain. I've already conveyed everything I want to say."

"Who are you really?"

The look they meet. Lionel's eyes locked onto the target. Like yelling if you are not honest you will suffer the consequences.

"Leos. I remember you calling me Leo."

Yanneta jerks. This guy remembers everything. Despite being driven mad by Hell's curse attack, Lionel heard it all. Yanneta's body shrank. He's cornered.

"Even if you don't ask me what my illness is, you seem to know a lot about me. Lady, who are you?" Lionel's cold voice pierced through the marrow.

Yanneta wet her dry lips.

"Only certain people know about Leo's calling and my illness. You're too suspicious Lady Rainhart. So explain everything now."

Silent. Yanneta could not say a word. The pressure Lionel exerted made him unable to move. This is the aura of the swordmaster.

"Lady, I don't like to threaten real people. But if you don't answer right away, I can act beyond your expectations."

This time Yanneta could not fight. If he had ever escaped once by feigning bluffing, this time it would have been impossible. The look of killing Lionel was out of control. Yanneta could smell the scent of death from Lionel.

Yanneta closed her eyes while reciting the prayer before opening her lips.

"Have I finally been found out now?" Yanneta's voice shook at the end.

He opened his eyes then threw the most beautiful smile towards Lionel.

"I like Your Majesty."

Lionel's eyes were perfectly rounded. His cold face was cracked into pieces.

Seriate...