(63) The last heir
Duchy of Valstad, Fort Midknight, Sanatorium of the Golden Lake Palace.
The Earl of Langford paced back and forth in the halls of the sanatorium, anxiously awaiting news from his wife.
The arched wooden door was pushed open, and the white-bearded imperial physician walked out of the ward, followed by the nurses, and everyone's faces looked a little gloomy.
Seeing their expressions, the Earl of Langford, who had been waiting outside the door, became nervous.
"Finally checked? Is my wife okay? He asked.
"My lord, Her Majesty's injuries are currently stable, her high fever has gradually faded, the infection of the wound has been controlled, and the fracture heals at an astonishing rate, I am sure that with this momentum, it will be back to normal in a few weeks."
"Well done! Thank you for your work! ”
"Actually...... To be honest, we didn't do much to help, you should know that His Majesty's physique is different from the average person. In the face of the earl's praise, the court physician looked a little ashamed, "It is not so much that we have controlled her condition, but ...... She saved herself with her incredible self-healing abilities. Forgive me for my omissions, before that, I thought that blue blood was a myth and legend, and it was really difficult to overturn my worldview and cognition accumulated over decades in one day. ”
"Yes, don't think about it, I was a little surprised when I got married, just get used to it, she is very special, and her blood is dictated. So, what happened to my child? ”
"The fetus in His Majesty's body is in good condition, the fetal heart rate is normal, and there is no doubt that it is stronger and more powerful than the average fetus."
"Oh? That's strange, if everything is fine, why do you put on an ugly face? I'm worried about this. ”
The imperial physician sighed, showing an extremely embarrassed expression, he lowered his head and whispered to an elderly nurse beside him: "It is really inconvenient for me to say this kind of thing, since you found out, then you can tell the earl." The latter nodded.
"My lord, forgive me for being rude, please come here with me, and we will talk privately." The nurse pulled Earl Langford aside and whispered to him, and the rest of the room walked away in amusement.
It turned out that the experienced old nurse, during the examination, found that the princess's whole body was covered with traces of cruel abuse, and based on the severity of the wounds, it was speculated that the guards of the dungeon had done incredible bestiality to her.
"They must have tried to force something to come out, and she chose to die rather than give in." The nurse said.
When the Earl Langford heard this, his blood swelled, and he clenched his fists, his nails digging into the flesh of his palms, and his fat face was swollen red, and his eyes were wide as if they were about to breathe fire.
"Oh my God! My wife is pregnant! How dare they ...... How can this be! These beasts are inferior to the dregs, go to hell! He stomped his foot and cursed. I'm going to catch them and cut these bastards with a thousand knives! I swear I'm going to cut their flesh piece by piece like ham! ”
Angry muffled voices echoed through the nursing home, and doctors and nurses probed out of their rooms to see what was going on.
Looking at the angry earl, the old court physician stretched out his hand, he originally wanted to comfort him, but after thinking about it for a while, he sighed, and then walked away silently with his head down.
The Earl of Langford was carried away by his rage, and he spent the whole day screaming hysterically, frantically smashing anything in sight, and refusing to eat and rest.
After calming down a little, the Count stared at his bloodshot eyes and stayed by his sleeping wife's side day and night.
The ministers and generals advised him to rest, but to no avail, he became distrustful of others, and refused to allow others to take care of him, for fear that his wife would be hurt again.
The crowd sighed and wept, lamenting the fate of the princess, who was likely to collapse after such an incredible atrocity, and the ministers feared that the fate of the country would once again hang by a thread without the loss of this last heir.
A few days later, one morning, a pair of silver-gray eyes slowly opened, looking down at her mummified body, and the princess on the sickbed struggled to get up, as if she had just woken up from a nightmare.
She ripped off the bandages that bound her legs and walked towards her husband, who was sleeping on the couch, staggering and nearly falling.
The Earl of Langford, dazedly aware of the approach, complained sleepily: "Go away!" Don't bother me, I won't go anywhere unless my wife wakes up! ”
"It's me." A weak, hoarse female voice came.
The Earl of Langford stood up tremblingly, his senses still paralyzed, and he opened his tired eyes to find a woman standing before him, both familiar and strange.
(This is my noble wife?) She had always been lively and strong, how could she become so pale and weak? Is this the reality...... Or is it a dream? He thought.
"I'm sorry, husband. I should have stayed on the ship...... But when I got the news of my father, the thought of him broke the last shred of my reason, and I knew that it was dangerous, but I had to go to my father. Husband, I was blamed for being too reckless, but it was all worth it, I saw my father for the last time, and got his dying will. ”
Hearing this, the Earl of Langford shuddered, and finally came to his senses:
"Ahh Oh my God! My dear, you're finally awake ......", he hugged his beloved wife tightly, for fear that if he let go, he would lose her forever.
The princess looked gloomy, and her hoarse and feeble voice carried deep sorrow:
"They pressed me...... Where was the sword and scepter that I was asked to confess to my father, and I swore an oath by his corpse, how could I betray him? When the interrogator saw that I did not comply, he handed me over to his men to dispose of me at will, and they ......"
"Nope! Oh my God! Don't say any more! I'd rather forget all this!
My dear, I have avenged you, the coalition agents, the dungeon guards, and the people who have abused you are all caught by our intelligence officers. I swear I won't let them die easily, I'm going to let these beasts experience hellish pain! ”
"No, it's not enough, those people...... After all, they are just lackeys, and the real masterminds behind them are the leaders of the coalition countries, the king of the noble league, the Pope of Flandia, the Grand Master of the Knights, and the emperor of the Sylvinian Empire...... These people are the real murderers! ”
With a fire of anger burning in her silver-gray eyes, she looked out the window, as if looking for the enemy's location.
"I'm going to make these people pay for the deaths of my father and brothers, cough! Cough! Cough! The princess coughed violently in her agitation.
"Ahh This is...... Coughing up blood? I'm going to call the court doctors!" ”
"Ahem, ahem...... Husband, I'm fine. His bandaged hand grasped the Count's broad shoulders, and he turned his head in astonishment, at the astonishing strength of his wife, who had just recovered from his wounds.
"Look at your eyes, you're tired, go and rest, I still have a lot to do." She said.
"Let's start by summoning the cabinet ministers."