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.

Catherine found that, apart from the emotional stress, the rest of his symptoms were

days already, and there was no improvement to report. Those who had been keeping a close eye on

they’re just using the

When it truly comes down

paid no attention to

expression remained cold and distant, like an island of serenity amid turmoil. Just as

he was on the brink of death. The attendants were in a panic, urgently calling upon various experts, mystics, and even energy healers to try and

and even Reiki therapists all made their appearances, but they were all equally helpless, providing no

a state of complete breakdown, overwhelmed by anxiety. His eyes bulged, and he stared at the onlookers in terror,

“Please, save me, please…”

was a

stand by and watch his

Finally, Catherine took action.

forward with a commanding presence that compelled the experts surrounding Henry to part and make

of everyone, began to unbutton his shirt. Henry’s servants

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

a result, the deeply

against women touching a man’s chest

the man would face ill fortune, and the woman

cold, disdainful

His Highness’ life is hanging by a thread, are you still

Catherine’s words. As Catherine had pointed out, Henry’s life was on the

discussion with the

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

palace today, she had brought the silver needles with

needle after another with

gradual relief and a less pallid complexion was a

minutes later, Henry was able

when Catherine made her

her and said,

wearing an aloof expression as she

earlier now felt the sting of embarrassment as they witnessed her