I Won't Accept Your Regrets

Chapter 167

"Sorry?"

The doctor who had been looking at the floor all the way was now puzzled and stared at me.

"I ask if there are unblown buds in the temple or flowers that have already faded."

"I have not tested that. What is needed for the antidote is the blossoming flower of Agiodita ... If it does not contain vitality, nothing will burn out for us, Your Majesty."

The doctor added an explanation. Did he think that I wanted to try my luck with unopened buds or dead flowers?

The doctor has not yet seen my abilities. And this surprise was self-evident.

But I don't need to stuff my head with nonsense now.

I could use my abilities, even dead flowers fell into my hands.

If the flowers bloom, it will be Raymond's salvation.

I will have to show my hidden abilities to several people, but the case does not tolerate.

It was more important to save the emperor.

"Herrington, send an emergency message to the Holy Land immediately to see if they have any buds or dead flowers."

"Yes?"

"Move. That's an order."

The doctor looked at me strangely, but he couldn't say anything more, and rushed to work.

There was little time to explain all the details to him.

Then I threw to the remaining court doctor:

"Keep him in this world until we wait for the antidote. Do what you must."

"At the moment, there is no other way but to apply the same medicine. But the poison is creeping faster than I thought ... I cannot give an iron word..."

I looked at Raymond.

And I saw his dead face.

"Try it somehow."

"Yes, your majesty."

Then I turned to the butler.

"Cut off all the ends so that the gossip about the emperor does not leak out. His Majesty ... He will definitely survive. You behave as usual."

"Yes, Your Majesty.

"And bring Duke Croft here."

"As you order."

The butler left, as did the court physician.

Thus, only the two of us remained in the bedroom.

I went to the bed.

Raymond lay motionless.

Since Agiodita was like a treasure in the Holy Land, it would not have been burned right away, just because it dried up.

When even a withered flower is delivered to me, we can get the antidote.

Then Raymond will live.

But why am I so worried?

I was ready to leave him and leave, but I could never imagine that Raymond would leave this world.

I never thought that he would die first ...

But here he lies with a white face.

Even hanging on the brink of death, he behaved as if there was nothing wrong with it.

"There was only one dose of antidote ... And now the monarch is like this -

These words came to mind.

When I brought the antidote, Raymond was right in front of me.

Now I understand why that doctor hesitated strangely when he said that there was only enough for one.

"But why did you..."

Raymond's face didn't even flinch when he said to give the antidote to Carlisle.

He saved Carlisle by betting his own life on it.

My breath quickened and tears came to my eyes.

I already knew that he cares about Carlisle, but so much as I do?

One of the reasons I left him came down to my belief that he would not give Carlisle life.

Even now, when Raymond insisted that he loved me, mistrust was still growing inside.

He said it, but who knows when he might change his mind?

But now we are approaching the moment that he will die, covering our son with him.

In addition, he did not even tell me the truth, fearing to make me feel guilty.

"You are an absolute idiot. Since when are you such an idiot..."

I was angry and saddened by his stupidity.

My eyes continued to burn, I tried to turn my gaze away from him. And then I heard a painful groan.

His face was contorted with pain.

"Wait, I'll give you the pain reliever."

As the poison spreads, so too will the pain grow.

I hurried to open the bottle cap and tossed him the medicine.

He was worried about vomiting, but luckily Raymond swallowed the medicine without difficulty.

"Fuf, mmm!"

"Raymond..."

I let go of his hand and breathed a sigh of relief as I watched the strangled breathing equalize.

Then I wiped his damp forehead with a handkerchief.

"You can't leave me like that."

"You can't die like this."

"If you leave me, I will never forgive you."

"So, live."

"You yourself said that you will seek my forgiveness at least forever.

"Cute..."

"Your Majesty!"

"Have you sent a message to the Holy Land yet?"

I put the handkerchief on the table and looked back at the doctor who had just burst into the room.

"Fortunately, they have withered flowers."

"Anyway, it's a wilted flower, so it can be sent here, right?"

"Yes, it is already a dead flower. They said they would send it right tomorrow. But your majesty, do you really know how to save the emperor with dead flowers?"

The doctor asked cautiously.

"Tomorrow you will see with your own eyes. In the meantime, you need to do your best to keep His Majesty breathing."

The doctor lowered his head.

"I'll spend all my money on it."

When the doctor came out and I tried to snuggle up to Raymond again, the butler stopped me.

"Your Majesty, His Excellency Duke Croft is already waiting."

"Father."

The father entered the bedroom and saw Raymond lying on the bed.

"His Majesty..."

From the distorted face of his father, he seemed to imagine the worst.

"His Majesty took the medicine and fell fast asleep."

"Ah..."

Only then did my father breathe out.

And turned his head to me.

"Did you find out everything?"

"Father. Whatever the emperor ordered you, you should not hide the case from me."

My father wiped his tired face with his hand.

"I was afraid that if you find out the whole truth, you will live with guilt for the rest of your life. I apologize."

It was not for Raymond, but for me. This is what my father could not say out loud.

I know how much my father thinks about me. And I also knew his devotion to Raymond.

"I don't blame my father."

"No. Your Majesty ... How is it possible?"

"Father. There is nothing to fear. His Majesty does not die. We'll make the antidote tomorrow."

"Oh yeah? I heard that the antidote is impossible, but how suddenly?"

"I can save him, father."

"I heard flowers, which are the main ingredient, cannot be obtained."

My father also seems to have heard the story of hagyodyne.

"Tomorrow we will have a withered flower delivered. Then you will see."

"But how could a dead flower help..."

I smiled at my father, seeing his confusion.

"Instead of explaining a hundred times, come and see it yourself. So leave His Majesty to me and go see Carlisle today."

My father stared at me with confused eyes.

But soon he nodded, as if he wanted to confide in me.

"Good. But will you stay with him?"

"Yeah. Until we apply the antidote."

It would be safer to track Raymond personally.

"Good. Then I will pay a visit to His Highness."

With one last look of dismay at the unconscious Raymond, my father soon left the bedroom.

So, again, we were the only ones left in the bedroom.

"We'll make the antidote tomorrow. So ... be patient a little."

I tried to calm my rushing thoughts and took Raymond's pale hand.

****

"Your Majesty the Empress, Your Majesty!"

There was a call in my ears.

When I lifted my heavy eyelids, I felt a throbbing pain from the back of my head to my shoulders.

I fell asleep here, like that?

"Ah..."

When I looked up, the sun was already high outside the window.

"Are you okay?"

"I am fine. Father."

I was woken up by none other than my father.

"Did Carlisle sleep well yesterday?"

"Yeah. I just took him to his lessons. How is the emperor holding on?"

Father's gaze turned to Raymond. Raymond moaned intermittently last night and vomited blood.

However, if you feed him medicine, he calmed down for a while.

"He holds on, but ... It can't last forever."

"You said the flower will be delivered today, and then His Majesty will be saved?"

"This is true."

The faces of the father and the butler twitched slightly.

Maybe they still doubt my answer.

Then I asked the butler.

"Haven't the flowers arrived yet?"

"I have not contacted the temple yet."

The next moment the door to the bedroom opened, and one of the servants hastened to report:

"Your Majesty, they say the flowers have just been sent from the Holy Land."