Lover While The Duke
#3 Duke Soveil (Curse Attack)
Yanneta's body was struck by tens of tons of weight. The lack of light made him unable to see what was in front of him.
He was hit by someone. Both of their bodies fell to the ground.
"Are you okay?"
There's no answer. The sound of breathing sounds harsh.
As much as she tried to get up. With throbbing feet pain.
"Huh. Heh. Huh."
The breath is worrying.
"Are you okay? Wait a minute I'll get help."
Yanneta tries to get up but her efforts are prevented. A big, strong hand held him. His body fell back to the ground.
"Don't call anyone."
Yanneta quiet. How could he not do anything to see someone sick like this.
"Is there anything I can help you with." Yanneta approached the man.
There's no answer.
Yanneta remained close. Someone is sick and he has to help her. He is not a good person but he still has a sense of humanity.
"Are you sick?" Her voice softened.
As his eyes reached a figure that was getting closer. Yanneta's body stiffened. That person is Duke Soveil.
"God. Your Majesty." Yanneta checked her condition.
"What happened to him like this? The most powerful person in the empire who was even immune to this poison. Ah yes, he has a curse in the story. What's his name.. Hell, ah yes the curse. His body must have been very painful."
It is called Hell because it means hell. People who are affected by this curse will feel pain very much. The body felt pierced by thousands of needles. Head rings and shortness of breath. Only the family of Duke Soveil and the Zagc Empire knew. The cure is in the hands of the emperor.
If he was like this, he would have experienced that curse attack. That's Yanneta's assumption. Without suffering directly Yanneta knew the pain. Hell's curse was told at a specific moment to make him creep when reading it.
"Pull your breath Your Majesty." Yanneta patted Lionel's back gently.
"Slow down and don't rush."
Yanneta gets closer to her body and hugs Lionel.
Puk. Puk.
His hands did not stop to pat him on the shoulder.
"Is it very painful? Good boy, take a slow breath." His hand rubbed Lionel's black hair.
Feels fun. It was like calming a crying child. His body was so large that Yanneta's hands could not grasp the whole body in pain.
His breathing was still rough but was well-organized.
A memory flashed through Yanneta.
Lionel always carries a backup antidote wherever he goes. Looking at the quiet surroundings and he did not want Yanneta to call for help, inevitably he was the one who had to help Lionel.
A unique and strange meeting.
In the novel, Lionel meets a woman named Yanneta Rainhart at a party.
The story begins immediately with the meeting of the three characters involved in love segita.
Yanneta immediately dispelled the strange thoughts in her head. He began to feel the places that were likely used to hide a medicine.
Be met. It's in the innermost pocket on the right.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness Duke. Not that I'm disrespectful but I have no other way." Yanneta cried in her heart.
A small knife that when opened the end of the handle there is an antidote that is round as big as a pearl. The knife was used to hide the medicine.
Not long after, Yanneta immediately gave the medicine to Lionel.
A while later, Lionel's breathing became regular and his trembling subsided.
His body was soaked with sweat. Still in a state of hugging Lionel, Yanneta kept stroking Lionel's back to calm down.
Lionel's powerful hand was also still encircling Yanneta's body. They share warmth.
That regular breath sound had now turned into a smooth snoring. It seems like the crisis has passed.
But how do I bring Lionel back. There was no way he could carry her, there was no way he could also drag her.
Yanneta thought hard.
Lionel's tense body became limp as soon as he fell asleep. Yanneta let out her embrace then laid Lionel's head on her lap.
Comb Lionel's black hair. Cheek stroking. Patted his shoulder. Yanneta feels like a couple.
If the place he was in right now was the party hall, it was certain that all attention would be on him. Fortunately, no one was passing by and the atmosphere was dark.
"Leave no. Leave no."
In the middle of the ablution was the boisterous sound of footsteps approaching. A bright light dazzled the eyes of Janet.
"Your Majesty."
Some people carrying candles were seen running towards them.
"What's going on? Your Majesty."
There are about four people. They were shocked to see Lionel lying on the ground with a woman. Their clothes were immeasurably dirty.
Their worries hatched. Two of them saw Lionel's condition. One of the run. Possibility of calling a train or a doctor. Another one bent down and carried Lionel's body over his back. Reverberating the three with an unconscious Lionel dashed as fast as lightning.
Janet was left without a word. He was still sitting cross-legged looking at the commotion.
"I'm glad I didn't have to call for help."
Yanneta stood up then checked her tone.
It's broken. Completely destroyed.
"May Lionel's good dreams. Stay healthy until you meet Rose. May you forget this day as if nothing ever happened."
That was the desire of Yanneta. He didn't want Lionel to get sick anymore.
Marta was wide-eyed when she saw Yanneta return with a messy look.
Not only was the dress broken but it was dirty.
"I'm sorry Marta. I accidentally fell while looking for fresh air in the garden."
"Are you okay?"
Marta scans Yanneta's body at a glance.
"You'd better get on the train and we'll be home soon, miss. There may be wounds in an invisible place."
Yanneta nodded.
"Thank you Marta and I'm sorry I lied."
*
"What's going on?"
As soon as it opened Lionel's eyes were already in his room.
Memory vaguely.
"Your Majesty's attack was overnight." The family doctor replied.
"Ah yes!" Lionel held his still heavy head.
"Do you feel sorry for where Your Majesty I will examine." Ask Byos.
"No I'm fine."
"You take the antidote you take on time. If it's a little late, maybe your life won't be helped."
"I don't drink it myself. Looks like someone helped me that night." A dark figure immediately flashed across Lionel's head. Trying to remember your head feels spinning.
"Maybe we can ask the bodyguards who brought you back last night."
Lionel nodded.
"Woman?"
Four guys clutching together.
"Because we were all freaking out we didn't have time to ask who he was."
"Do you remember his face?"
They doubt.
"It was dark and not so clear."
"Maybe they're one of the emperor's family members?"
All shaking compact.
"His face is not familiar to His Majesty. We certainly know the face of the emperor's daughter."
Lionel massaged his temple.
It was not a matter of finding who that woman was, but the Hell dagger she had stored in her pocket disappeared.
That woman knows her secret.
Suddenly a voice came.
"Pull your breath Your Majesty."
"Slow down and don't rush."
"Is it very painful? Good boy, take a slow breath."
"The woman seems to know who I am." Said Lionel.
"Give me your orders, Your Majesty."
"Take people to the range looking for information about invited guests. Make sure no one knows what happened that night."
"Your Majesty."
"Where's Fabian?" Ask Lionel.
Fabian is Lionel's personal servant.
"To prepare lunch for you Your Majesty. As soon as you wake up Fabian is immediately busy in the kitchen." Answer Byos.
Lionel sighed softly.
"Find Hell's dagger first. Looks like the woman took him. If only I had remembered his face." Lionel is helpless.
"Do I need to call Dyos Your Majesty?"
"Where is he now?"
"Maybe somewhere full of magic experiment stuff." Answer Byos.
"Call him here. Maybe only he can find Hell's dagger as soon as possible." Tell Lionel.
"Your Majesty."
The room went back to being quiet. Lionel threw his body into the bed and tried to shut it.
Yet failed.
A warm hug, a sincere pat on the back and a soothing soft voice still ringed. As soon as he opened his eyes all the terraces of dejavu. Like a dream in reality.
"Who are you?" Mumbled slowly.
Seriate...
FYI
Byos and Dyos are twin brothers. Byos Tatiha is a doctor and Dyos Tatiha is the official magician of Soveil.
They devoted themselves to Soveil in return for being saved by Lionel as they nearly starved to death on the streets.
Fabian Soppra, Lionel's highly dedicated personal servant.