It was actually quite difficult for the doctor as well. Her symptoms were really that of a cold. Nevertheless, her temperature was too high for a cold yet that might just be possible if he recalled her frail physical condition from what he had seen in her past medical treatments before.

But Raven still hadn’t erased his suspicions towards him, which made him suffer quite a bit in resentment.

“I’ll provide a quick prescription for the Madame. I’ll definitely inform you when there’s any improvements.”

The doctor rushed as quickly as he could before disappearing away. At the same time, the maids hurriedly entered straight into the bedroom.

The thick blankets which were out of season were still placed on top of her bed. The windows were shut tightly and thick curtains were draped enough to block the sunlight from outside.

The whole floor was carpeted with fur. Molitia, who was breathing rather shallow, was covered with layers of blankets that were both light yet still extremely warm.

The bedroom was then retained at the right temperature as it was filled with heat at once. Molitia’s breath herself had also added a little bit to the permeating heat.Despite all of these, she still didn’t open her eyes. Raven couldn’t bear to leave her side. Just after he had hugged her petite body, he was engulfed by the feeling that she might have flown away if he were to take his eyes off her even just for a moment.

The maid then slowly entered the bedroom while holding the required medicine. Nevertheless, there was a grave problem. Molitia had to wake up in order to take the medicine but she still hadn’t regained her consciousness yet.

The maid was moving her hands around awkwardly when Raven took the cup of medicine into his hand. He then put the bitter medicine into his mouth before kissing her soft lips.

He opened his mouth slightly to let the medicine run down her throat. After confirming that she had swallowed down to the last sip, only then he removed his lips.

He did not only wait for her eyes to open but also to hear of her complaints on the medicine that never tasted good. He looked forward to going to the kitchen in order to request some sweets that would make soft wrinkles form under her beautiful eyes.

Nevertheless, Molitia’s eyes were still tightly closed. Unconscious of Raven’s sense of urgency to gaze upon her eyes, she was only breathing softly while being next to him for the night.

Contrary to the case of a common ‘cold’, Molitia’s condition persisted longer than expected.

Raven wasn’t the only one who got anxious at her prolonged period of ailment. Even the entire Duchy had felt the pang of the chilling atmosphere.

It had been a while since they could feel any warmth and the servants were now feeling the awkwardness surrounding the Duke who wouldn’t even hear a single word at all.Madame was someone who didn’t utter much but she was full of tolerance. It was always quiet yet it was filled with so much warmth as she would view people without any sorts of prejudices at all.

There was another person who was still trembling on the edge of the thin ice. It was the doctor who was made responsible in regards to the Madame’s illness as well as making her required medicine. It was actually quite difficult for him to procure the medicinal herbs quickly as he had been lounging about—playing around and stuffing himself—until recently.

He had scoured many books in his study but as a person who was never really enthusiastic in his education, he could never find what he needed the most right away.

“The fever hasn’t gone down yet.”

“Well, it’s… Her Grace is quite delicate……”

“I thought you said that she’d get better once she took the medicine. Wasn’t that so?”

“Only the best and the finest ingredients have been carefully selected and used.”

That was only natural. The duchy was full with the only carefully selected medicinal herbs. Raven’s eyes shot fiercely. He had never even glanced a single look away from Molitia ever since she got sick.

“If Madame were to take in a little bit more of the medicine…”

Bang!

The doctor was startled when Raven had hit the table with his fuming anger.

“It has already been three days since she was unconscious. Do you think that’s normal?”

“I’m sorry, my apologies, Duke. I’ll quickly find a way…”