Duke's wife

Chapter 87

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Chapter 87
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"Huh! Ugh!"

I wonder how much time has passed since then.

Arthur, who had fallen asleep without realizing it, suddenly woke up to the sound of breathlessness coming from overhead. It sounded ominous. Arthur quickly turned to Grace.

Sure enough, Grace was writhing in pain, her pretty face contorted in pain. He grabbed her shoulder, shook her, and shouted.

"Madam, please come to your senses!"

"Ugh! Ugh!"

"――Grace!"

However, Grace could only moan in pain and could not open her eyes.

In addition, his breathing was irregular. He paused for a moment, as if it was painful to exhale, and then his shoulders heaved heavily.

Arthur's expression contorted in despair as he pressed against Grace's left breast, breathing heavily.

"Grace! ...... Please, please open your eyes! I can't send you this, I can't. So, please!"

Arthur called out Grace's name eagerly, patting her heart and patting her pale cheeks.

Then it was.

Grace's breath stopped, as she breathed heavily. His shoulders, which had been heaving, stopped moving. And the slight beating of Arthur's heart beneath his palm was no longer palpable.

"......."

The despair and sadness in Arthur's eyes were gone. Arthur muttered to himself blankly, staring at Grace with lifeless and dead eyes.

"...... Grace?"

"......."

"None of this prank is funny. What?"

"......."

"Oh, no! Don't be ridiculous! Open your eyes and look at me! Please! Oh Lord! Please!"

Arthur hugged Grace's body, which had stopped moving completely, and cried out her name and god in pain.

I couldn't let her go like this. There are still many things I haven't been able to do with her, and I haven't done anything for her, so how can I say goodbye to her like this?

Arthur rubbed his tear-soaked face against Grace's cheeks, which were still warm, and let out a bitter cry.

'...... Please. Save this man's life at any cost.'

He could have lived as a cursed duke for the rest of his life.

Even if I could never be by her side again, it was good.

As long as she could live somewhere and laugh, he could endure not seeing her, and he was ready to give anything he had.

Even if it's your own life.

"...... Ugh!"

It was a time when I had been so desperately begging.

Arthur felt his heart fall apart. The pain was too much for him, who had suffered countless injuries on the battlefield, to bear.

Arthur clutched his right hand at his throbbing chest and collapsed beside Grace, who closed her eyes as if asleep.

Then it was.

A faint red light escaped Arthur's heart, and then something like a ball of yarn escaped his chest. It twisted grotesquely from above to his heart, followed by a small line plucked out of the center.