When Beauty Destroys The BL World

Her Embrace

These days has passed by, Irene's condition grew worsen. Upon receiving the news about her state, Verick come storming in the room. The old physician could only follow behind.
"My lord..." Libby who is there, was shocked to see him barging in. Verick goes straight towards the sick Irene.
He pulls Irene up from the bed aggressively.
"My lord!" Libby tries to stop him, fearing he would hurt her.
"Get lost!" Verick pushes her away till she fell down on the ground.
He then grabbed Irene face violently, forcing her to swallow the porridge that was brought by Libby. Irene couldn't comprehend what was happening, when a bowl of porridge was shove inside her throat forcibly. That makes her coughed out the food. Some of the porridge flowing out from her mouth, as it dirtied her clothes. But Verick ignore it and still pressing her mouth to swallow all of the porridge.
"Give me the medicine!" He ordered. The old physician obeys him as he pass Verick the medicine that he brew. Again, he force Irene to swallow the medicine. Irene didn't have the strength to stop him. The old physician and Libby who watch aside, didn't dare to interrupt. After making sure she had swallow it, Verick harshly pushes her back to the bed. All of that make her cough, resulting pain chest.
Feeling weak, she couldn't even move her body and her head throbbing in pain.
"Milady!" Libby come to her side, trying to sooth her pain chest and coughing.
"If you're seeking death, seek somewhere else to die! Not here!" Verick stated.
He looks at the old physician and Libby.
"If she does this again, just shove everything in her throat!" He told them.
The old physician nods his head. While Libby could only look down with tears in her eyes, seeing how roughly her young lady was treated.
Verick then left the room angrily. The old physician follows him behind.
"Milady...please don't be stubborn. The young lord will do this again, if you keep refusing to eat...." Libby plead again.
Irene with tears in her eyes still coughing. But she didn't give Libby any response.
Feeling sad for her young lady, she could only help clean her up.

Another days passed by, Libby was summoned by the duke. She could only lie when reporting to the duke about her young lady progression. For she fear, her young lady will be treated roughly again. Thankfully, the duke didn't pry too much information. Libby leave the room, relief. She carried on her job as usual. But she never gives up on trying motivate her young lady to live. She always talks to her about anything everyday, though Irene never gives response.
Today she just finishes tidy up the room, when suddenly a knock on the door.
Libby wonders who it is. She walk towards the door and open it.
"Your grace..." She was shocked. It was the duchess, with her maid beside her holding a tray of food.
"I come to see her. Can I come in?" The duchess asks.
Libby couldn't refuse her, so she let them in.
The duchess saw Irene still lying motionlessly on the bed, seemingly doesn't care whoever comes in.
The duchess signal her maid to put the tray down beside the table that is nearby the bed. Libby who watches aside, grew worried. Because this is the first time, the duchess came to visit her daughter. She worried that the duchess might add pain and suffering to her young lady.

"Dacia..." The duchess approaches Irene. Irene was shook to hear that voice.
For the first time, Irene heard a familiar voice. A voice that was long gone from her life. A voice that she had longed for. 
Irene slowly turn to look at the owner of the voice.
Her eyes widen. She saw the duchess face. A face that she miss in her whole life.
Seeing her daughter looking at her, the duchess smile warmly.
"Dacia...it's me, your mother." The duchess said.
Irene couldn't believe it. This person who is in front of her, looks exactly like her mother. Her long passed mother.
"...Mom..." She mutters. Libby was shocked to finally heard her young lady voice.
Hearing her daughter addressing her that way after so long, make her heart glad and sad. She then sit beside the bed.
"It must been hard for you these days. My poor daughter..." The duchess caressing her daughter thin and pale face.
Irene still in shock, keep on watching at the duchess face.
"Mom...." She called out again. Irene reaches the duchess hand on her cheek. Trying to make sense reality.
"Hmm...yes my daughter..." The duchess still has a smile on her face.
"Is it...is it really you, mom?" This time, Irene asks. For she fear this is not real, and she is just hallucinating.
Seeing her daughter miserable face, it broke the duchess heart. Even asking an assurances is heartbreaking for her.
"Yes, it is me." The duchess cupped her face gently and lovingly.
Irene hearing her affirmation, hug the duchess. The duchess also reciprocate. Irene misses her mom so much. Seeing her here, in front of her...feel so unreal. But being in her mom embrace, make her numb and cold heart become warm. Something struck inside of her. Tears streaming down on her face. She sobs. Irene finally let loose all of the emotions that she had buried down deeper inside her heart.
She cries in the duchess embrace. Hearing such cries make one heartache. The duchess strokes her daughter back gently, as to comfort her.