We rode straight back to the Lombardy mansion.
Emperor Jovanes offered to call a doctor right away, but my father refused.
In the carriage on the way home, my father laughed and said with a confused face that he was fine to me.
"We can't let the Royal Family know about Lombardy's internal affairs."
Even though he had something wrong with his body right now, he was worried about the family affairs.
Fortunately, my grandfather sent people to the mansion in advance, so the preparation was quick.
When we arrived, the attendants were waiting with stretchers.
However, they don't know why, and when they opened the carriage and saw my father lying halfway down, their complexions were all hardened.
"Ah, I'm sorry."
Dad lay on a stretcher and laughed.
“……Don't talk.”
Grandpa said in a low voice to my father.
The bedroom was already fully prepared for my father.
When we opened the door to our residence, Clerivan and Louryl waited with stiff faces.
"You still here, Mr. Clerivan."
"Is that important now?."
For several years, even while doing business, my father and Clerivan always talked respectfully with each other.
“How about the doctor?”
The grandfather asked the butler.
“I contacted Dr. O'Malley.”
Everything was happening so fast.
My father lying in bed and rubbing his right leg, and my grandfather sitting next to him.
And, people come together to help us.
I was impatient to accept this situation.
But no one knew why my father fell.
Except me.
Among those who are busy moving, I struggled to manage my facial expressions.
For my father, who doesn't know what his illness yet, I made a serious face.
However, my efforts seemed meaningless in front of my father.
"Tia."
My father called me.
The bedroom became quiet.
People who were busy momentarily stopped and looked at me.
Probably everyone was forgetting my existence.
"Dad is fine."
Said, my father.
"I know."
I replied, hiding my heart agitation as much as possible.
"Yes, because our Tia is smart."
I couldn't laugh at him even though I saw a friendly smile.
"You don't have to be scared."
I couldn't answer.
I'm scared.
The disease my father has is a terrible disease.
And that disease took my father away from me in the last life.
It seemed like that word would come through my lips.
