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White Dew Fortress.

It was a quiet, late night.

In the early days of winter, the air has become chilly. The faint scent of night orchid wafted through the air, silently soothing the restless hearts within the castle.

"Lady Duke!"

"Has Vincent not woken up yet?"

"Not yet…"

The Marchioness looked sorrowful, biting her lip as though she wanted to say something, but upon seeing the stern expression on the Duchess's face, she held her tongue.

"I am going to perform the healing magic on the Marquis. You all should leave the room for now." The Duchess waved her hand.

"Yes."

The Marchioness and the maids quietly retreated, leaving only the Duchess and Marquis Vincent in the room.

The Duchess took a seat in a chair next to the sickbed and quietly observed her sleeping son.

Marquis Vincent lay on his back on the bed, covered by a pure white comforter. His face was as pale as paper, his breath weak - seemingly on the brink of death, yet stubbornly clinging onto his last breath.