Chapter 17

“You’re right, Daphne… Yes, His Eminence is a kind man.” “…Of course. So please get some rest now, Bishop.” After sending Bishop Isabella on her way, Daphne hurried toward the stairs that led to the office. “Hrk… Hack! Cough…!” Climbing without a moment’s rest was killing her. She’d been taking the high stairs two at a time as it was, and now she could taste blood in her throat. Her throat hurt terribly. I was right to send Bishop Isabella away. If I’d climbed something like this with her, she’d have gotten sick.