In the hospital room.
Duchess Eleanor of Bold half-sat in front of the window, lost in the branches outside.
The door opened gently, and Charlotte and Lotti entered.
Hearing the noise, Eleanor immediately turned her head, her face filled with tension.
However, as soon as she recognized the visitors as Charlotte and Lotti, her expression quickly returned to normal, revealing an innocent smile:
"Cha… Charlotte! Hello! Charlotte!"
Her naively romantic demeanor did not seem like that of a woman in her late twenties, but rather that of a seven or eight-year-old child.
Seeing her like this, Charlotte's gaze sharpened slightly.
Taking a deep breath, Charlotte walked over to her, gently sat down beside her, and then kindly asked:
"Miss Eleanor, do you… know who you are?"
"Ea… Eleanor, I am Eleanor."
Eleanor pointed at herself and giggled.
Priest Lotti sighed:
"Lord Count, her mental issues are more complex than I imagined…"
