"Where is she now?" Castor asked the guard. An expression of worry and panic that was rarely shown finally appeared.
"My Lord, madam is still in Young Master Vires' room."
Castor rushed over there. His thoughts became erratic. What else now? How could Lavena experience something similar to Vires? His mind went wild.
Not long after that he arrived. Now Lavena's figure seemed to have been lying weakly by Vires's side. Her face was as pale as Vires.
However, why was Lavena lying together with Vires? Castor was not happy to see this.
"Why did you leave her here?! Why don't you take her to her own room?!" growled Castor.
The guards and servants who were there could only look down in fear. This made Castor even angrier. Did they really think that it was really a plague that they were afraid to touch Lavena?
Castor was completely clueless. "Are you afraid of catching the same disease?! Do you think this is a plague?! You really deserve to die!"
