Chapter 120 (1/2)
Chapter 120
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“Welcome, Lady Artizea.”
“It’s been a while, Sir Keshore.”
Artizea greeted him politely.
Henry Keshore was one of the Emperor’s most trusted Guard Knights.
He had the virtue of a soldier who looked after his subordinates and obeyed his superiors. And he had a reputation not only among the subordinates of the Guard, but also among military personnel and officials.
The Emperor’s confidence naturally brought him power.
Speaking of the power he possessed, he was the best among the six generals.
When he was young, he was the best military commander in the empire, and even now in his old age, he has not lost his skills.
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He used to be that kind of person, but now he’s very different.
The last time Artizea met him was at her wedding. It had not yet been a year since then, and he seemed to be aged by fifteen years.
The energy drained from his strong body, and a deep tiredness piled up under his eyes. It was as if he had lost some weight as his cheeks had become thinner.
“You look unwell. I heard that you have been resting for over a month with the permission of His Majesty the Emperor.”
“I am okay. I am just a little tired.”
said Sir Keshore.
“My wife should have come to greet you, but I gave her medicine and forced her to sleep.”
“That……. Lady Mielle looks really bad, doesn’t she?”
“Yes.”
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Sir Keshore said faintly.
He led Artizea to the south room where Mielle’s bedroom was.
“Lady Hazel said she was okay until winter.”
“Yes. Rather, she was in good condition. She’s been like that all winter.”
Sir Keshore carefully opened the door to Mielle’s bedroom.
A nurse was sitting by the bedside, and the maid opened the window to ventilate. Mielle’s bed was covered with a thin curtain woven with lace.
She was in a coma.
“She was in hospital two months ago. But until last week, she was able to sit up, laugh and meet people…….”
Sir Keshore sighed.
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“It happened three days ago.”
Alice covered her mouth with one hand.
Artizea cautiously approached Mielle’s bedside.
Even though she was still breathing, Mielle’s face looked like she was already dead.
“The doctor told me to be prepared. Even if she ever wakes up again, it will be difficult for her to pass this year.”
Sir Keshore revealed his despair.
He had only one child, Mielle. She was the only child born when he was thirty.
Considering that the average person gets married before the age of twenty-two and has children right away, the Keshores had children quite late.
The two struggled tirelessly to have a child, but only Mielle was born, and no children were born after her.
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Sir Keshore, who was a commoner and became a Guard Knight, was a new aristocrat who started his own family.
But he did not try to establish the Keshore family, but lived in gratitude for what was given.
He didn’t deny wealth, but he thought it was enough to make his wife and daughter comfortable.
Although he was originally frugal and not ambitious in nature, that’s not the only reason. To him, Mielle’s life was much more important.
He had no intention of making his daughter the victim of an arranged marriage. He didn’t even want to raise up his ailing daughter to become the heir to the family.
He didn’t want to spend too much time rushing for his ambitions, and spend less time with his daughter.
She was such a precious child.
“My wife and I were both trying to stay quiet. So we didn’t even tell the relatives. I am grateful that Lady Artizea came to visit me, but I would have rejected it usually.”
“Sir Keshore.”
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“What is the way to save Mielle, the one you wrote in the letter?”
Sir Keshore asked Artizea with bloodshot eyes.
Artizea beckoned lightly. When Alice saw it, she whispered to the nurse that they should leave quickly.
The Keshore maid and nurse were bewildered. However, it seemed like the high-ranking people were having an important conversation, so they quickly followed Alice.
Only two people remained in the room, Sir Keshore and Artizea.
Artizea placed her hand lightly on Mielle’s pale forehead. Contrary to how she looked, there was still warmth in her skin.
Said Sir Keshore.
“It’s fine whether it’s medicine or just a name. I want to do everything I can. Even if it doesn’t work, I will be grateful and never forget it.”
Perhaps he thought Artizea got some precious medicine somewhere.
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Artizea said.
“10 years.”
“What?”
“Mielle, I will let your daughter live another ten years.”
Keshore blinked his eyes. He didn’t think Artizea would say so definitively.
Artizea looked at Sir Keshore in an upright position.
“She is not going to be healthy. Probably not much different from now, always sick and lying in bed for no reason……. Living like other people can be difficult. Like now.”
“Lady Artizea…….”
“But she can live for another 10 years. What would you do?”
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He didn’t even have to think. It didn’t matter what the method was. Sir Keshore responded immediately.
“I will give her 10 years of my life. Just let her live one more year.”