CHAPTER 7

How The Male Lead Cures The Young Lady Who Has A Limited Time

'.....No way, isn't it because of the curse?'

Yvette shook her head at the thought.

Since I met my destined partner before my 20th birthday, the curse has lifted.

"Ugh."

Yvette stumbled as she rose from her seat. She groaned as she tried to keep her balance preventing herself from falling down.

She gritted her teeth and headed for the bathroom.

Her body was sticky from sweating all night during her sleep.

Yvette stood in front of the sink and decided to wash her face before taking a bath.

After she washed face with cold water, the stickiness disappeared a little.

'My face is in very bad condition.'

Yvette looked at her complexion in the mirror and paused for a moment.

She noticed a change that she hadn't intended for.

'....the flowers withered?'

Yvette hurriedly lowered her collar and checked her back.

Then she saw a flower that was withering black.

'That's ridiculous.'

Yvette was stunned.

Her tattoo was in a position where she couldn't see it by herself unless she looked in the mirror on purpose.

As a result, she didn't pay much attention to it.

Yvette managed to regain her reason, and glared at the flower blooming on her back.

The flower bloomed when she spent the night with Noel.

At the time, she thought it was just a meeting with someone who was destined to make the flower in her back bloom.....

'No way, did the flower wither because I haven't seen Noel since then?'

As soon as her thoughts reached there, Yvette squeezed her head without her knowledge.

'What should I do? Do I have to go find Noel now?'

It is not yet clear if her condition is related to Noel.

However, she thought that she might die if she stayed still.

Yvette took a long deep breath.

Whether it was killing her or not, she thought it would be better to meet with Noel first.

It was only a matter of time before the decision was made.

Yvette asked Hurbert to prepare her bath and quickly washed herself.

She had to do the whole preparation alone because there was no maid that was around to serve her.

Of course, it wasn't difficult since she's been doing well living on her own.

Yvette, changed her clothes, and called a carriage that was passing by. She asked the driver to go to Duke Aberon's villa.

'Please still be in the capital.'

Unlike Yvette Blanche, who spent most of her time in the capital, Noel Aberon was a man who spent more time at his residence.

Maybe he has already returned to his residence.

Yvette put her hands together and prayed to a god whose name and face were unknown.

'I'll be nice from now on. So please save me one more time. No, if you're going to save me, just let me live an average life.'

While praying like that, the carriage she was riding on stopped in front of Duke Aberon's villa.

Yvette put a silver coin in the driver's hand, then staggered on her way to the front door of the mansion.

The Duke of Aberon is the richest family in the empire, and the mansion's size was enormous even at first glance.

She took a moment to admire the scale that was beyond her imagination.

As she made her way in, two guards blocked the way. Yvette had no choice, so she abruptly stood still.

"You can't go inside without permission."

The guard said firmly and scanned Yvette up and down.

Everyone stared at her suspiciously.

"My name is Yvette Blanche, the daughter of Count Blanche. Noel, no, I came to see Duke Aberon...."

Yvette gathered all her courage and said it confidently.

She thought that she was in an unusual condition while she was riding in the carriage.

As she stood under the sun, her head suddenly felt dizzy.

'It didn 't hurt this much before my birthday.'

Damn this curse. Damn Kerbel.

Yvette clenched her fists, cursing the person whose face she didn't even know.

"I'm sorry, but you can't go inside without an appointment."

Regardless of her circumstances, the guard was very determined.

Yvette felt the burning inside and bit her lip.

'What should I do? I don't think it's going to be possible to make an appointment by letter now.... But if I stand still like this, I might die.'

At that moment, she felt restless.

The first voice she heard spoke to her in a friendly tone.

"Huh? Aren't you the young lady I saw back then?"

"What are you doing here, young lady?"

The man who spoke to Yvette was a young knight with brown hair and amber eyes.

This was the first time she met him, so Yvette faltered.

'Do you know me?'

'Seeing as he said his greetings first, it seems we have a close relationship.'

Unfortunately, she didn't recognize him at all.

When Yvette blinked without saying a word, the knight frowned slightly with a flat face.

"Oh, you don't remember. I'm the one who brought the clothes that day…."

"Ah, I remember."

Yvette nodded hastily. As soon as she heard the word 'clothes', she could guess who he was.

'This man knew my face.'

She didn't think he saw her face since Noel handed her the clothes.

'Wait, does that mean he knows what happened that day?'

At the thought, her ears automatically heated up.

Yvette coughed for nothing and turned her head.

From that movement, she felt even dizzier.

"Seeing that you re here, you must have come to visit."

Noticing that she was embarrassed, the knight changed the subject.

His grinning and smiley face was quite likable.

"If you'd like, I'll show you around."

"Sir Bleur!"

A guard raised his voice in protest. The knight looked back at him, and raised his eyebrows.

"What?"

"Outsiders are not allowed inside without permission. Sir Bleur knows that's a rule."

"I know, that's why I'm taking her in. This young lady is not an outsider to our Duke."

At that word, the guards exchanged their gazes abruptly.

"Is that true?"

"Yes, I'll vouch for you."

"If Lord Bleur says so then...."

As the guards stepped back, the knight smiled and looked at Yvette.

In the meantime, Yvette's complexion grew paler.

Sid opened his eyes wide at the sight of her face. She looked as if she was about to collapse.

"Oh my God, I'm gonna have to get you inside quickly."

He narrowed his eyebrows and reached out to Yvette.

"If the young lady allows me, I'll support you into the mansion."

"Thank you sir."

Yvette wasn't in a great condition to contend with.

As time passed, it felt like the vitality of her whole body was running out.

After permission was given, the knight immediately grabbed Yvette's hand and put it over his shoulder.

He gently picked her up, as if lifting a feather.

'Obviously, I heard he said he would support me. It's not a support, it's a hug for a princess.'

Yvette's thoughts ended there.

The moment she was carried by the knight, she passed out.

* * * *

".....That's why.... I did...."

"Call a doctor...... cause......?"

"That's....."

Whispering. She heard someone talking above her head.

Yvette opened her eyes, with an arrogant face.

Maybe because she had her eyes closed for quite a long time, her vision became blurred.

Yvette blinked her eyes again and again until the scenery in front of her became clear.

"Oh, I think she's awake."

One of the voices she overheard talking announced her wake.

Then a familiar face burst into her sight.

"Are you awake?"

Yvette blinked slowly.

The blurred vision became clear, and a familiar face was revealed.

".......No...el?"

She didn't know for how long she passed out, her voice was cracked.

Yvette raised her upper body with a small cough.

My head was spinning at the sudden movement, but it wasn't as bad as before.

Noel reached out reflexively as her body shook.

"Be careful."

He supported Yvette's upper body and put several fluffy pillows behind her back.

"......Where am I?"

Yvette leaned against the pillow as she spoke, then slowly blinked.

It appears she hasn't regained her full consciousness, as her head was still blank.

"I told him to move you to my bedroom because he said you passed out."

Noel answered briefly and put his hand on Yvette's forehead.

His hands felt relatively cold, she might have a fever.

"How are you feeling?"

"......I don't know."

Yvette answered as concisely as possible.

This is because her mouth was too dry to continue talking.

As she frowned, she wrapped her hand around her neck. Noel immediately gave the order.

"Sid, get me some water right now."

"Yup!"

The knight named Sid jumped as soon as the order was given to him.

'That knight's name was Sid.'

If it weren't for Sid, she might have been on the floor by now.

Yvette looked at Noel again, thinking that she would have to thank him later.

"Tell me if you're sick. I'll get a doctor."

Noel said, taking his hand off from her forehead.

When the cold feeling disappeared, Yvette sighed unknowingly.

Then, in good timing, Sid returned with water.

"Here, the cool water."

Sid, who brought the whole kettle, poured water into the glass.

As soon as Yvette was handed the glass by him, she did not hesitate to drink.

'Oh, I think I'm going to live now.'

Her sore throat felt better after drinking water.

"Thank you, Sir Bleur."

A clear voice came out between her lips again.

Sid closed one eye playfully as she thanked him.

"Please call me Sid. For someone as beautiful as the young lady, that's enough......."

"Long story, Sir Bleur."

Noel, who was watching, spoke as if it's a warning.

Then Sid looked back at him and quietly stepped back.

"Hahaha. Then, before I get scolded by the Duke, I'll go first. I wish you a good time, young lady!"

After a pleasant goodbye, Sid walked out like the wind.

It was not long before only two people, Noel and Yvette, were left in the bedroom.

-to be continued

Translated by Aria

Not 100% correct

Credit to the Author

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