I TOUCHED A WOUND THE DUKE WANTED TO HIDE WITHOUT HIS PERMISSION...
M-MOTHER...?
MOTHER!
AH...
MOM...
MOM...
WHAT SHOULD I DO...?
MADAM, PLEASE COME OVER HERE.
I'M NOT GOING!
YOU'RE TRYING TO KICK ME OUT, AREN'T YOU?!
MOM, SAVE ME!
AH, WELL...
WHAT SHOULD I DO...?!
MADAM!
YOU MUST CALM DOWN AND TAKE THIS MEDICINE.
NOW, COME OVER HERE, MADAM.
NO, I DON'T WANT TO TAKE THE MEDICINE!
YOU SEE... MADAM IS A BIT UNWELL AND NEEDS TO TAKE HER MEDICATION,
BUT SHE IS REFUSING IT TERRIBLY.
I'M NOT SICK!
JUST BRING ME MY SON!
SHE LOOKS FOR HER SON LIKE THAT,
BUT MADAM DOESN'T EVEN RECOGNIZE HIS GRACE.
EVEN HER OWN SON...!
BUT THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I'VE SEEN SOMETHING LIKE THIS.
SHE'S USUALLY AGGRESSIVE TOWARD STRANGERS...
HOW STRANGE.
MADAM, PLEASE COME OVER HERE.
YOU HAVE TO TAKE YOUR MEDICINE...
NO! GO AWAY!
JUST A MOMENT, MR. VARGAS.
LET ME GIVE IT A TRY.
IT'S ALRIGHT, MADAM.
NO ONE IS GOING TO KICK YOU OUT.
Mom...
YES, I'M RIGHT HERE.
I'M BY YOUR SIDE, SO YOU DON'T NEED TO WORRY.
I'LL PROTECT YOU.
HOW TERRIFIED SHE MUST HAVE BEEN ALL ALONE IN THIS MASSIVE MANSION.
really...? you won't kick me out...?
YES.
WILL YOU TAKE YOUR MEDICINE NOW?
N-no...
...IT'S ALRIGHT.
YOU HAVE TO EAT THIS TO WARM UP YOUR BODY, MY DAUGHTER.
YOU NEED TO EAT IT ALL... IN ONE BITE, MADAM.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING...?
WHAT DO YOU THINK? I'M TAKING YOUR MEASUREMENTS.
I MEAN, WHY ARE YOU DOING THAT, YOUR GRACE?
WHERE IS THE DRESSMAKER MADAME?
DO YOU PLAN ON GETTING CAUGHT BY HER ALREADY?
BY A LOOSE-LIPPED WOMAN LIKE HER, NO LESS?
WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO...
IF THE MADAME COMES HERE,
SHE'LL SEE YOUR FACE, WON'T SHE?
TO A WOMAN WHO LIVES OFF RUMORS,
NEWS THAT SHE FITTED A STRANGE WOMAN FOR CLOTHES AT THE DUKE'S MANSION WOULD BE WORTH A FORTUNE.
I'VE TOLD THE FACTORY WORKERS TO KEEP QUIET, BUT
RUMORS SUSPECTING SOMETHING BETWEEN US ARE ALREADY SPREADING THERE.
IN THE MIDDLE OF ALL THIS, DO YOU REALLY NEED TO INVITE HER HERE TO CONFIRM THOSE SUSPICIONS?
UNLESS, OF COURSE, YOU WANT OUR CONTRACT TO GO DOWN THE DRAIN ONCE YOUR IDENTITY IS EXPOSED,
AND YOU END UP THROWN BACK INTO THE GUTTER.
OR IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT?
OUR CONTRACT...
RIGHT, YOU'RE THE ONE IN CHARGE, AND I'M JUST YOUR SUBORDINATE.
...I CHOSE THIS MYSELF AFTER ALL.
...NO, I'M SORRY.
I HAVE TO HANDLE THIS.
DO AS YOU WISH.
WELL THEN,
TAKE IT OFF NOW.
A woman who touches the Duke's hidden wound without his permission encounters the Duke's mother. While the sick woman refuses her medicine and searches for her son, she doesn't even recognize the Duke and fears being cast out. The woman calms her and promises to protect her. Then, when the Duke takes her measurements himself instead of the gossiping seamstress, tension over their deal and identities arises between them.
