Chapter 13
Translator: effe

As her chest was rising and falling exceptionally quick, Armilla hurriedly pulled up the shawl.

‘Did you see it?’

The colder it is outside, the warmer the mansion is. Today, there was heavy snowfall, so the mansion was warm enough that it was hot.

Armilla wanted to save the firewood and burn it little by little, but the maids wouldn’t let it.

Whether or not the firewood was still burning at dawn, the fire was always lit vigorously.

So today, Armilla wore a spring dress with a deep bodice line. In a way, a bold design.

She didn’t think much of it when she wore this dress. Other than spring clothes like this, she only had winter clothes. The mansion was too hot for her to wear thick cotton velvet clothes.

But when it was time to greet Ricardo, Armilla only then realized that the dress she was wearing was too revealing.

It was not to the extent that Missus Catarina or Paolo would frown at her. But Armilla was just bothered for no reason.

So she deliberately looked for a shawl that didn’t match the dress and put it on. She was so engrossed in it that she couldn’t pay attention to RIcardo.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes, yes.”

Ricardo smiled faintly as Armilla hurriedly pulled the shawl up to her neck. Armilla stared at him with a bewitched expression as she faced his smile.

The man who was wet as if he had come from the rain, not snow, was looking at Armilla with a seductive smile. The smile lasted only for a moment and then disappeared, but it remained vivid in Armilla’s mind.

“Then…….”

Ricardo put his hand on Armilla’s head and closed his eyes. Armilla, who was looking at his dense and straight eyelashes, gently closed her eyes as a purple light emanated from his hand.

She closed her eyes and her vision went black. On the other hand, something glowing in a purple light shimmered.

‘…… rabel …… there?’

‘Yes. Because I am…….cess.’

People’s voices swirled in her head. Armilla frowned. In her dim memory, she was talking to someone.

“Wa, wait …….”

Armilla grabbed Ricardo and bit her lip. She tried to focus her attention on the cut words, but she couldn’t.

The more she tried to listen to what was being said, the more the pain increased. The throbbing pain in her head soon spread throughout her body.

Armilla gasped and collapsed into Ricardo’s arms.

“Ah…… hu-uht…… !”

“Armilla?”

Armilla heard Ricardo’s panicked voice and felt his warmth wrapped around Armilla.

To be held in the Grand Duke’s arms is something that she doesn’t deserve, she couldn’t let it happen. She should have gotten up right away, but she couldn’t.

‘With the Grand Duke…….’

‘Then Mira…… the pric…….’

The sound moved farther and farther away. Yet, the pain was getting worse and worse. Armilla twisted herself in pain.

“Ha-uh, uht…….”

As the clear voice soon faded, Armilla gasped for breath.

“Haa, haa. Haa….”

Ricardo called upon Armilla’s name and shook her shoulder. She was already lying on the bed. As she lay down, she was writhing under Ricardo’s body.

A cold sweat formed on her forehead, and she struggled like she was breaking through a fog.

Ricardo looked as she twisted her body like he couldn’t hear his words, then gritted his teeth.

Head injury is more serious than any other injury. It can cause problems with memory and intelligence.

Armilla was doing just fine. But her memory was full of holes.

It wasn’t a big obstacle to her daily life, but she has lost all memories of herself. Like they were deliberately cut out.

“Huu, huu, uh…….”

Looking down at Armilla who was groaning in pain, Ricardo tried to think.

It wasn’t the kind of rejection he has seen before. What has become a variable?

The imperial family is born with magic. The closer the bloodline to the Emperor, the stronger the magic. Ricardo was also gifted with powerful magic. And he received an education worthy of that magic.

Magic that controls the human mind and memory was Ricardo’s specialty.

It was for this reason that Armilla, who had lost her memory, was not sent to the Magic Tower but stayed in Renato instead. Because Ricardo was confident to treat her.

However, Armilla reacted beyond Ricardo’s expectations. She seemed afraid of getting her memory back. Ricardo calmly analyzed the struggling Armilla as he pressed her down with his thigh.

Was there a reason why she doesn’t want to find her memories or leave Renato? He couldn’t even guess a thing.

“Ah, haht, ah…… !”

Armilla’s screaming lips gradually turned blue. Her body temperature was dropping rapidly.

Ricardo, who was observing Armilla, held her in his arms without hesitation. His wet shirt and her dress were pressed tight against each other.

“This won’t do.”

As Armilla shivered, Ricardo took off his shirt to better transmit his body heat.

As he hugged her with his bare body, Armilla’s shivering tremors slowly subsided. Now only her lips remained quivering and her eyes tightly closed.

Ricardo looked at Armilla with cold eyes that contradicted his hot body temperature. He was trying to imbue her with his magic, but it wasn’t easy.

He never expected this challenge. Ricardo was unhappy about the situation not going the way he wanted.

“Armilla, open your eyes.”

“…….”

“Open your eyes.”

Armilla shook her head at Ricardo’s urging. Ricardo narrowed his eyes at her vehement refusal.

If she couldn’t get herself together like this, there is only one way to inject magic.

Ricardo put his lips on Armilla’s.

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