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.

from the emotional stress,

had been 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

It turns out they’re just using the title of ‘Doctor’ to pull the wool

it truly comes down to it, she

attention to the

remained cold and distant, like an island of serenity amid turmoil. Just as she had finished

in a panic, urgently calling upon various experts, mystics, and even energy healers

Reiki therapists all made their appearances,

anxiety. His eyes bulged, and he stared at the onlookers in terror,

“Please, save me, please…”

a heart-wrenching

going to stand by and watch his life slip

Finally, Catherine took action.

commanding presence that compelled the experts surrounding Henry to

side and, in full view of everyone, began to unbutton his shirt. Henry’s

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

and as a result, the deeply ingrained

against women touching a man’s

believed that the man would face ill fortune, and

cold, disdainful glance at the servant who

by a thread, are you still

servant was momentarily stunned by Catherine’s words. As Catherine had pointed out, Henry’s life was on the line, and at a time like

time for further discussion with the

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

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

anxiously. As she inserted one silver needle after another with precision into the

and a less pallid complexion

Henry was able

Yesterday, when Catherine made her appearance, he had been

at her and

an aloof expression as she

the sting of embarrassment as