Luka Duchess
Duke's Apology

"Sorry, this is not my wish. Brother don't have to worry, I'm fine." Metteo tried hard, he would not blame anyone, his heart could not hold back was his fault. "I'm sorry..."

"You're not wrong, I'm wrong. What if someday I die, will you look after her?"

"I'll look after him, but I'm sure it will be you who will take care of him. I'm sorry, sorry I messed things up." Metteo hugged Duke Marcello, then passed him.

Duke Marcello crammed Metteo's cheeks together, "I'm sorry your brother couldn't do anything about it."

"I understand brother," Metteo sauntered away, before his steps out of the door. He turned his head, "I'm sure the Duchess will forgive Brother."

Duke Marcello nodded with a smile, he would try to get sorry from the Duchess, no matter what. He will try to get his woman back. Even if the Duchess scolded her, she would not fight back in the slightest.

At night.

Duke Marcello stared at Duchess Natalien's room, as she got engaged, Duchess Natalien would sleep in that room, a room that Duchess Natalien ornamented herself. She deeply misses the events of the past, where she and Duchess Natalien share in everything, had she not been a fool, Duchess Natalien would not have been disappointed in her.

"Duchess."

"Please open the door." Duke Marcello pleaded, since the quarrel, he did not see again Duchess Natalien, to be honest he did not have the courage to meet her, but listened to Duchess Natalien not come out of her room. He was also afraid something might happen.

All the residents of the residence knew, so they respected Duke Marcello as much as before, despite the sadness in their hearts of having known Duke Marcello was ill and Metteo played himself for the Duke and Duchess's residence. But even the servants did not support Metteo's role as arbitrary to the Duchess. Now they understood that the one who did the rude was not their real master.

"Master, it's time to take your medicine, sir" Knight Erland reminded, Duke Marcello has yet to take his medicine.

"I still have business with Erland, so let me explain."

"But Mr.'s health."

"Shut up!" Duke Marcello is upset, he doesn't want to bother with drugs. For her, the Duchess was more important than her health.

The door was wide open and displayed a woman, the aura in the room was out, silent and dark. As if uninhabited.

"Duchess, I've brought you dinner. I knew the Duchess still hadn't eaten dinner, so I brought her for the Duchess."

"I want to talk to you, Duke. Comein..."

Duke Marcello unhesitatingly moved his wheelchair, he came in and the door was shut.

"That's the problem I can explain the Duchess." Duke Marcello stared blankly, then turned his head. "I'm sorry Duchess." He took his left hand beside him. "I'm sorry." He kissed the hand while shedding tears.

Duchess Natalien pulled her hand, then looked the other way. "I don't have the right to scold Duke, but this kind of problem Duke doesn't want to share and instead does something I never imagined, he said, does Duke think our marriage is a fake marriage so we don't have to be open in any way?"

"It's my fault, can the Duchess forgive me."

"Sorry! I can forgive but my heart is still disappointed."

"I'm sorry Duchess, I love you so much, but I can't, I'm afraid you're sad."

"The promise of marriage has decided that we trust each other, love, love and cherish."

"The Duchess!"

"Does Duke think it's all done? Duke I need a break, just put that dinner on the nightstand."

"The Duchess! I beg you to forgive me." Duke Marcello is not desperate, he is very afraid of losing Duchess Natalien and hopes the woman will forgive him.