All Her Secrets

Withal had been wrestling with a question for some time, and he finally decided to pose it to Catherine.

“Catherine, you’re not a doctor, so how did you determine that Bert died from heart failure?” he inquired.

Catherine, who had never performed an autopsy herself, had relied on the outward signs of the body to deduce the cause of death. Even the chief attendant, who had witnessed her assessment, couldn’t help but be amazed.

“Catherine is truly remarkable!” he thinks.

In response to Withal’s question, Catherine, who was leaning against Branden, groggy and half-asleep, gave her answer.

“Well, when waiting for the test results, I flipped through some medical books out of sheer boredom,” she said.

Upon hearing this, Withal couldn’t resist giving Catherine a thumbs-up.

It was evident that she was a top-notch expert, effortlessly surpassing others with her remarkable insights.

Withal chose to remain silent, and he didn’t want to pursue the matter further. He felt that pressing on would only be an affront to himself.

The following afternoon, Catherine was once again summoned.

She headed to the palace.

Bert had passed away, but the mysterious illness hadn’t ceased. Another royal member had been assigned for experimentation and analysis.

This new member’s mother held a higher maternal status within the royal family than Bert’s mother did, so initially, he wasn’t the first choice.

No one had anticipated that Bert would pass away so quickly, and thus, this new member had to fill his position.

When Catherine met Henry, she found his condition to be quite dire. It wasn’t that his illness was more severe than Bert’s, but his emotional state was in tatters, on the brink of collapse.

The torment of his ailment and the mental pressure had accelerated the deterioration of his physical condition.

that, apart from the emotional

there for two days already, and there was no improvement to report. Those who had been keeping a close eye on her couldn’t help but indulge in

these self-proclaimed top global biologists were extraordinary. It turns out they’re just

see! When it truly comes down to it, she

paid no attention to the

serenity amid turmoil. Just as

were in a panic, urgently calling upon various experts, mystics, and even energy healers to try and save

charlatans, and even Reiki therapists all made their appearances, but they were all equally helpless,

eyes bulged, and he stared at the onlookers in terror, his pleas barely

“Please, save me, please…”

a heart-wrenching

stand by and watch his life slip away before

Finally, Catherine took action.

the experts surrounding Henry to part and make

and, in full view of everyone, began to unbutton his

His Highness! You lowly woman, you’re not allowed to touch His Highness’s

Ravenloth, it was still an era of monarchy, and as a result, the deeply ingrained concepts of male dominance

against women touching a man’s chest

that the man would face ill fortune,

cast a cold, disdainful glance at the

frosty tone, When His Highness’ life is hanging by a thread,

pointed out, Henry’s life was on the line, and at a time like this, adhering to

further discussion with the servant.

a silver needle she had carried with her. After returning home the previous night,

palace today, she had brought the silver needles with her, not expecting

inserted one silver needle after another

gradual relief and a less pallid complexion

minutes later, Henry was able to

Catherine, he recognized her. Yesterday, when Catherine made her appearance, he

her and said,

remained unresponsive, wearing an aloof expression as she carefully

now felt the sting of embarrassment as they witnessed her