Rosie's Games

Chapter 175: Mind Reader

Rosalind looked apprehensive as she watched the woman who was crying in front of the Count. Long blond hair, beautiful golden eyes, and a slim, tall body. The woman looked like someone in her thirties even though she made herself look older because of her darker-colored clothing and makeup.

How could the Countess be this young? The Count looked like someone in his fifties, perhaps even sixties. She did not want to judge anyone at all, however, she never expected the man's wife to be so much younger than him.

She looked at the Duke who was standing not that far away from her. Despite the fact that guards were barring Rosalind from approaching the Count, the Duke looked amused. He looked like he was simply there to watch a show.

Rosalind's eyes landed on the Count. He was too pale, his face looked like a piece of paper.

"Please leave the room I will—"

"No!" Countess Marchiana Caldarera interrupted her. "You have no right to tell me what to do inside my estate! Guards!"

"No!" the young man whose name was Leonardo stood in front of Rosalind. "She's here to help father. She must do it now or else—"

"I am the Countess of the Caldarera household! Without the Count, my word is the law of this place! Guards, drag this woman out! Do not let her touch my husband. How could you just let an unknown woman examine the body of your father? The physician is coming! We must wait for him."

Rosalind looked at the Duke and realized that he did not look like he was going to interfere. The man even had a slight smile on his face. Clearly, he was enjoying this. Rosalind sighed.

"Very well… I am leaving. I can only hope that the Countess can take responsibility for the rumors that will soon flood the streets. It was the Countess who killed the Count to get his wealth. It was—"

"How dare you! Are you—"

"Instead of being concerned about the Count's health, it seems that the Countess is more concern about something that has yet to happen." Finally, the Duke intervened. "Perhaps, the Countless really wants the Count to die so that you can get his wealth?"

"You—" The woman took a step back. Seeing that the one who spoke was none other than the Duke, her expression changed. "How could you —"

"It seems that the new Countess has forgotten her manners, eh?" Duke Lucas walked towards the Count's bed. Again, the Countess tried to block him, but Denys was quick to push her out of the Duke's way.

Surprised at their actions, the Countess fell on the carpeted floor with a loud thud. Even the guards and maids nearby looked surprised at the aggression that the Duke's man showed. After all, the Duke was not a citizen of this kingdom. It would be very disrespectful for him to throw aside someone like the Countess.

"When he told me he was going to marry someone half his age, I laughed," the Duke said. He then gestured for Rosalind to approach the Count. When the guards tried to block her, Denys was quick to intercede. "I then told him that one day, he would die at a woman's hands. I guess I was right all along."

"You— Are you trying to accuse me of something?"

The Duke said nothing in response.

Rosalind took this opportunity to examine the Count, then she frowned. She had already removed the curse from his body, however, there was a new curse that was currently wreaking havoc inside his body. It could be seen that he was infected not too long ago, so the Count should be safe. Rosalind checked the man's pulse and let out another sigh. It seemed that the Count may not be that lucky after all.

The Count's body was weak because of the previous attack, it needed time to heal. Unfotunately for him, the presence of the second curse could kill him. josei

She met the Duke's eyes, but before she could tell him to make everyone leave, an older man arrived with a large black bag.

"Make way!" the man said. He ignored everyone else as he approached the Count. "You— what are you doing! Are you trying to kill the patient!? Move away!" he barked at Rosalind.

"Physician Wang… Physician Wang, you are finally here. Please examined the Count. Please! Something happened and he was injured, now this—" the Countess said before she started crying once again.

"What are you waiting for!? Move away!" Physician Wang said. "Young people these days do not understand things like this!"

While annoyed, Rosalind took a couple of steps back. She chose to stand next to the Duke. She did this, not because she was backing down, but because she wanted to observe the physician. After all, it would be good to use this opportunity to learn a few things from him. She could then use this skill to heal people without using her Blessing in the near future.

Moreover, a physician could easily earn money. It was not that difficult of a job at all.

Rosalind shivered inwardly when she felt someone's intense gaze on her. She turned her head to her left and met the Duke's eyes. He was… observing her. She started to wonder if he could read minds.

Was that even humanly possible?

"Physician Wang… what is happening why did you stop?" the Countess asked when Physician Wang started closing his bag.

"I cannot do anything about him. He received a curse from an unknown weapon," the older man gave the Countess a look of sympathy. "You must prepare yourself for the Count's death."

When the Countess heard this, her already pale appearance turned even paler. Then she staggered. Luckily, one of the guards was quick to catch her body before she could hit the floor.

"I am going to wait for the Madam in the drawing room," Physician Wang said sharply. Then he left the room without even greeting the Duke. Rosalind tried to hide her amazement over the matter. She knew that physicians were very rare in the North, but she did not know that they actually receive this kind of respect!

Again, she felt a sharp gaze directed at her face. She didn't have to look to know it was from the Duke.

Could this man actually read minds?

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