Chapter 114.1

I didn’t even think about it. Sylvie was sick.

“It doesn’t hurt.”

Now that I hear it, Sylvie’s voice sounded very different from usual. He was hotter than my forehead when I touched his drooping ears.

“Why is it so hot?”

“It’s alright if I get some sleep. If I sleep…”

With those words, Sylvie closed his eyes again.

“Sylvie… Sylvie! It’s not okay to just sleep it off. I’ll go and get a doctor… No, he’s a dog. Who should I call? Uh?”

“There’s no need to make a fuss. I just need to sleep. I don’t need… anyone…”

My heart sank at the sound of Sylvie’s weak voice, telling me that we’ll talk later.

“Don’t get sick. I’m sorry I haven’t been paying attention lately, Sylvie. Don’t get sick, okay?”

Tears flowed out of my eyes. Sylvie cared for me so much, but I was always busy whining without doing anything for Sylvie.

I tried to whine to Sylvie again today. He was always worried about me, always on my side and did everything to me.

Tears kept dripping down.

“I’m sorry… I’m sorry… Don’t be sick… Don’t leave, Sylvie…”

“It’s okay…”

“Why do I… have powers? I can’t even help the people precious to me when I need it. These powers… These powers…”

As if to comfort me, Sylvie struggled to move his front paw and put it on my cheek, as if saying, ‘Don’t worry, you’re fine’.

“Sylvie…”

He tapped me on the chick with his thick paw, perhaps worrying about me.

“I’m fine. So what were you trying to say today? Who ignored you…?”

“Why are you asking that now when you’re sick…”

“Tell me. I’ll scold them. Someone is ignoring my subordinate.”

“Later… Later…”

“Alright… Then, later…”

Sylvie, who would normally have added something, barely said those words as if he had squeezed his remaining amount of strength and closed his eyes.

His body had fallen sideways. I shook the silver wolf wildly in surprise, but he didn’t wake up anymore.

I could only feel a faint breath.

“Sylvie! Wake up, please!”

My heart ached, as if my heart had dropped. Holding Sylvie in a hurry, I ran outside.

“Who… is anyone out there? Please…?”

Theo, who was guarding the door instead of Cecilia, who did not show up, kneeled in front of me in surprise.

“What’s wrong, My Lady? Why are you crying?”

Theo, who seemed quite embarrassed and did not know what to do, only flinched. Meanwhile, he took a handkerchief from his pocket and rubbed my face with it, as if he had never wiped anyone’s tears.

“It hurts…!”

“S-Sorry. I wanted to wipe your tears for you.”

His lips pursed together as he looked sullen.

“No, that’s not what’s important right now… but he’s sick. He’s…”

“Ah! You mean the puppy?”

As if he didn’t even know Sylvie was in my arms, Theo looked at Sylvie a step later.

“He’s burning. He suddenly closed his eyes. Sylvie is really sick. Where should I go, huh?”

“Then… uh, I mean… because it’s a puppy… should I bring the vet? Anyway, I’ll go so I’ll be back. You stay in the room for a moment. And don’t cry…”

Theo, who was about to jump up and run anywhere, went into the room while holding Sylvie.

“What… What’s wrong with him…”

“I’m sure the vet will be here as soon as possible. Be sure to stay in the room.”

Theo, who put me on the bed quickly, ran outside as if he was in a hurry, saying he will be back soon. I could hear him running, in contrast to his usually-composed self.

“Don’t worry, Sylvie. Whoever Theo will be calling will be back.”

Trusting him, I sat on the bed and stroked Sylvie. I didn’t even know he wasn’t feeling well. I…

“I’m sorry…”

Regrets kept piling up. My head was filled with all kinds of thoughts in case something might go wrong with Sylvie. I should’ve been nicer to him. Because of those thoughts, the brief time until Theo arrived felt like hours.

“My Lady!”

Meanwhile, Theo came in with two men. I don’t know how long it’s been, but I definitely felt how much Theo was running around.

It wasn’t enough to tell from how much he was sweating profusely. His face was red, and the two men who came in with Theo gasped and breathed out harsh breaths.

“What’s going on? What happened…?!”

“Someone is sick, so I was in a hurry…”

The doctor, who I saw when my mother was sick, approached me, as if he was trying to look at me right away, and another man I saw for the first time opened a bag.

“First of all, this is the doctor of the Grand Duchess, and this is the vet.”

“Please come and look.”

“Where does it hurt? Where…”

I pushed out Sylvie that was in my arms.

“Ah…? Are you saying the dog is sick, not the Lady?”

“Ah, it hurts, so please let it slide, okay? Hurry, he might have a fever and be in pain. He doesn’t have a lot of energy. He’s never been like this before, but suddenly he’s like this…”

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