Chapter 9

　　Warm blood gushed out of her neck like a fountain. 　　Arthur Mu, in a panic, cradled her body in one hand, and with the other hand tried to cover her self-inflicted wound. He had no idea what he was doing, and as much as he tried, blood still flowed out along his fingers. 　　"Elizabeth, where did you hear that? Tell me!" 　　As she looked into his eyes, she finally saw in them something other than hatred or disgust. Elizabeth’s consciousness was fading fast. Maybe only death can stop the pain in her heart. Slowly, her eyelids fluttered and closed. 　　"Elizabeth, who allowed you to close your eyes? Open them! I order you to open your eyes!" 　　"Where is everyone? Somebody help me with this!" Arthur Mu's panicked voice startled the old woman passing by. She was the same one who had watched Elizabeth cook and carry water at noon. 　　The old woman rushed to his aid. Upon seeing the dead maidservant Camille Ah, she was even more alarmed. "Duke, I'm going