The Another Chance To Live

Chapter Ten

Third Person's POV

The warm light rays admired the facial features of the red-haired girl's calm body as she lay motionless on the bed with her eyelids closed. The maids enjoyed listening to the birds chirping outside the window while waiting for their lady to wake up.

Edith lost consciousness at the Count's manor two days ago and hasn't regained it since, as the Duke brought her back to the ducal for emergency medication and care.

The delicate porcelain body sensed a tinge of warmth and strength as the index finger travelled an inch. The maids were attentive enough to catch a glimpse of this miniature activity done by their mistress while They hurriedly approached the bed, their faces displaying obvious anxiety.

Edith gripped the image of a branch of maids surrounding her bed as she lay peacefully with a blanket over her pale body.

"W-water." A maid escorted her to a glass of water, and the words hardly left her mouth. While gulping down the drink with the help of the maids, she noticed a lack of power in her body as a result of the deprivation she had experienced in the dungeon.

I have successfully returned to the Duchy. What happened when I passed out in the purchasing room back then?

"M-milday-y!" The unexpected voice brought her out of the irritating trans and she concentrated on the familiar Maid with tears running down her cheeks, which were flushed rosy from the influence of emotions.

Edith felt a peculiar knot in her gut as she witnessed Beth, her personal maid, cry for the first time. She mistook her for a cold and apathetic person who disliked socialising, chatting, and exposing her flaws as a professional. The majority of the people in the house were interested in the current gossip and themes, but there were a few who valued the idea of preservation and a solitary environment, and these were the ones who could be trusted and intellectual.

"Beth, why are crying I'm alright and wonderful as ever!" A smile omitted by her was full of appreciation and cheerfulness, as the maid wiped her tears from the sleeves of her uniform before smiling radiantly at Edith.

Following the physician's examination and receipt of the necessary medications, she instructed everyone to leave the room except for Beth.

The elderly woman stood nearly to the bed before being asked to seat by her mistress, but the maid regretfully declined and requested to remain in her current position, which irritated Edith slightly.

"Beth, I want to know everything regarding my kidnapping?" As she remarked calmly, Edith stared out the window at the exquisite greenhouse located a distance from the main building of the ducal house.

Beth witnessed the Her lady's extraordinary attitude after recuperating from her previous accident left her speechless at the intensity of her development in such a short period of time. But something told her that this transition was transforming the lady into a more mature and understanding individual.

I only want Milady to be happy and protected. She's a wonderful child who requires little instruction, and there's nothing stopping her from becoming the most lovely person.

"According to the case files, Count Frost monitored the unlawful slave trade from the northern borderlands. However, this sale was organised purely by his henchman and an influential figure without the Count's permission. It appears that they betrayed him out of avarice."

Edith sighed, realising her involvement in the entire fiasco.

There is no need to explain myself to her.

"I see. What do the imperial court and the emperor have to say about the matter?" Edith shivered at the mention of the imerial family from the novel.

The royal pair were the true embodiment of corruption and injustice, but only on the inside, concealed from the public sight. The emperor and empress were the most renowned and important characters in the Dalerin empire, imprinting a great image in the minds of the inhabitants with their noble souls, yet they secretly encouraged these unlawful acts.