The Duke's Substitute Wife
Treated still impregnated

"Flora," Viola muttered and then looked towards Mira. "Where was he?"

Mira was silent for a moment, "I remember Flora's permission to go to the mistress' toilet." Viola nodded. A few moments later he saw Viola with Knight Duke Cristin from the opposite direction. Accidentally his feet headed in three directions. The right direction to the backyard, the basement and the left to the front yard while for the straight to the greenhouse that is specifically for Abella.

Indeed in the house of Duke Cristin has many directions. Duke Cristin's residence did not resemble a towering castle and only had a spacious residence. So much direction.

"Flora,"

"Mrs." Viola raised his eyebrows looking at Knight Duke Cristin. It was not usual for Flora to follow him.

"Where have you been?" sargah Mira's.

Flora glanced towards the Knights, she hesitated telling the truth. A few seconds later the Knight disappeared from their sight. Leave those three women.

Flora was still pensive, with her focus looking towards the man who had started to move away.

"Flo," Viola scattered Flora's daydreams.

"Yes, madam." Answer Flora of sputter.

Viola narrowed his eyes, he felt that there was something Flora was hiding. "Why can you be with him?"

"I just passed the madam" she replied lying.

Viola looked at Flora's body from top to bottom. He noticed there was a blood patch on Flora's right leg. Out of curiosity Viola squatted down, he rubbed the blood spots with his thumb and index finger.

"Red and fresh." He muttered, Viola loosened his head. After seeing Flora's trembling legs. Viola looked back at his two feet. He immediately dropped the white socks. Surprised, he gritted his teeth. The wound was a lash.

Viola got up, stood up. "Who did it?" asked Viola with her chest up and down. Who will accept if his loyal servant is hurt. "Say Flo," Viola's voice rose up making the body in front of him tremble even more.

"Mrs calm down" said Mira who was also afraid.

"How can I calm down to see it like this?" his gaze was cold, his resolute voice made anyone goosebumps. "Say !" shout Viola.

"Tu-sir" said Flora, looking down and closing her eyes.

Viola directly pulled Flora's arm. His legs stepped wide, so that the Flora he was dragging had to line his legs with the master.

Likewise with Mira, he followed the steps in front of him with a little running.

Brakes

"What are you doing?" ask Viola.

Duke Cristin gave the code to his knights who reported the punishment earlier. Then he saluted in following Flora and Mira.

"Say !" his tone was firm and did not want to chatter.

"I'll say it, he's guilty of not taking good care of the Duchess."

"I mean," Viola still twisted his thoughts. Flora did nothing wrong.

"He was negligent in keeping the Duchess until the Duchess got hurt."

"That problem, I didn't mind it, it was just a small wound" Viola said, recalling her hand being injured.

"It's not a matter of hand wounds, but I think he's also negligent in looking after the Duchess. What's worse is getting the Duchess's head down and injured while she's outside." Obviously Duke Cristin is flat.

Viola's brain reacted, he understood. "So you mean the wound,"

Duke Cristin did not respond to him just looking towards Viola.

"What do you mean, huh? what right do you have to do that? you have no right to punish him."

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Duke Cristin does not accept bringing up the right. It is the same that he is not considered a husband.

"I'm your husband, he deserves punishment for hurting you" Duke Cristin said. According to him the punishment was still inappropriate, he could have beheaded if he had not remembered the servant, his beloved servant the Duchess.

"Does His Highness the Duke just look outside of it? then since long ago, my heart is you, Your Majesty. Painted him, stabbed him. This wound," Viola pointed towards his head. "It's nothing compared to the wound in my heart." Viola's tone pressed on the word Heart.

"This wound can be healed in the treatment, if the scars do not hurt. But this," Viola pointed at his chest.

"Although treated still impregnated. So don't question the form of pain."

"I hope Your Highness the Duke is honored. Apologize for your mistake. It's not him who's wrong, but because of your negligence that can't keep his wife."

"Then why did you change, you're not the Duchess I used to know."

Viola smiled for a moment, he thought Duke Cristin had no brains. "What His Highness the Duke would torture him, ignoring him. That's what His Majesty the Duke hoped for. Being a flaccid woman trampled on. That love is gone Your Majesty don't add to my hatred." Viola turned her body firmly. Making Duke Cristin close his eyes. Duke Cristin reopened those eyes, looking at the Duchess who closed the door violently.