The Duchess and the Devil - Chapter 83.1

The sounds of moving hands could be heard in the bedroom, but Judith’s eyes, reflected in the mirror, could not focus. Next to her, the maids were silent and helped her put on a black robe. Unable to stay in the present, the Duchess wandered somewhere in the events of two weeks ago.

Sir Horton, the first knight to awaken after Hannibal’s magic wore off. He found a destroyed villa and a bloody path.

– Ma’am!

The Duchess sat on the sandy sand with her dress completely bloodied. The knight, who was running with a sword in his hand, suddenly stopped when he saw two bodies on the ground.

– This…

His master, like Judith, was covered in blood. And next to him lay the same Sylvia who had haunted the Duke throughout his entire marriage. Now they were both dead. From this scene, the knight was speechless, simply muttering something under his breath.

Having finally come to his senses, Sir Horton checked his pulse, realizing that this no longer made any sense. The two’s hearts had already stopped. The knight quickly glanced at Judith. The back of her hand trembled and tears flowed endlessly from her eyes. But the Duchess did not make a sound, silently crying.

– Lady. What the hell happened?

The knight did not understand why he had been unconscious all this time, and now, having woken up, he sees this.

And moreover: what is Lady Sylvia doing here? When did the Duke manage to return from the capital? But amid all this chaos, Sir Horton singled out one thought: the Duchess must be taken to safety.

– Are you okay? Are you injured? Madam!

At that moment, Judith fell to the ground, her silver hair fluttering softly in the wind.

The Duchess woke up only two days later. And she immediately began to look for Derrick. Not paying attention to all the advice of the maids and their talk about rest, she ran around the villa in a negligee and barefoot. It seemed like what happened was just happening again. The villa was now as clean as if Judith had just arrived.

– Madam, please calm down.

Although the Duchess had not told anyone about the pregnancy before, now the maids knew about the fetus. During her fainting spell, the doctors, of course, checked Judith’s health. The maid following her could barely keep up.

Swaying, Judith looked in amazement at the equally clean, restored garden. A fierce battle of demons took place right before the Duchess’s eyes. But now there is no trace left of her.

– My husband?..

“By the time we found him, he was already dead,” the maid answered gloomily.

No one remembered what happened that day except Judith. That is why all the servants were extremely surprised and still doubted the details of what happened. Everyone was well aware of the rumors about Derrick and Sylvia’s affair. And in the midst of such turmoil, only the Duchess managed to survive.

That is why so many questions remained unanswered, which raised doubts. The real chaos began when Judith returned to the residence. The first person she had to face was the Viscount. His eyes, previously full of happiness and mischief, now lost any emotion at the sight of his daughter’s cold corpse.

Of course, upon learning of the location of the body, the Viscount immediately burst into the Duke’s house. The man shouted at Judith. Derrick had always saved her in such situations before. Now there was no support nearby.

In the end, unable to bear it, the Viscount hit Judith on the cheek when she did not answer his questions after a long wait. In an instant, the man was knocked down and, grabbed by the collar, taken out of the room. The ducal knight, of course, came to Madame’s defense when she was abused.

But the Viscount turned into a child:

– Save my daughter! Save…