IDEFYEM - Chapter 91
Black Man, I'll Do Everything For You Except Marriage!
I felt like I was trapped in endless darkness. I couldn't see anything, hear anything, or feel anything.
Maybe this is death.
'But... Strangely, I feel more relaxed than scared.'
Of course, it doesn't make sense, but it feels like I've experienced something like this before...
It was then. My vision suddenly became brighter.
'Ugh, it's dazzling.'
Blink, blink.
I couldn't see my surroundings, as if I was still surrounded by bright light.
I moved my eyelids hard to adjust to the new vision.
Immediately, I was shocked and my shoulders trembled. I began to hear the familiar voice of a middle-aged man in my ears.
"You are completely out of magic, you are an obstacle to the family. Even the animals raised in the duchy are more useful than you!"
This is definitely a line I've heard before.
It was the day I was forced to attend a banquet. I met "Kael' at that banquet.
Only then did my vision completely open and the scenery in front of me became clearly visible.
It had been a long time since I had seen the face of the Duke running rampant before my eyes.
'In the past, I would have flattered you, but there's no need to do that anymore.'
Regardless of my intention to think that way, my mouth moved on its own.
"I'm sorry, father.... Please, please forgive me."
What?
What on earth are you talking about now?
Wake up, Enrica!
I was startled and raised my arms up to cover my mouth. But it wasn't just my voice that didn't work as I wanted.
Even if I try to turn my head to the side to look around, I can't.
"Tsk. Stupid thing. If you ruin the banquet in the evening, I won't let you."
The Duke closed the door with a loud bang and went out.
Not long after, a red-haired maid entered the room.
"Miss, you need to get ready to attend the banquet."
A familiar face was none other than Sarah.
'Aaaah, Sarah! Look at me! Please do something! Take it out!'
Out of joy and frustration, I screamed wildly, but there was no way I could reach her.
"Yes."
All I could hear was Enrica's helpless voice.
Sarah also left the room without saying another word.
"..."
Only then did I vaguely notice it. This was Enrica Wintersoar from the original.
The life she would have lived if I had not entered this body.
'Why are they showing this scene now?'
This has nothing to do with Raphael.
At that time, Enrica, or my body, went out into the hallway to prepare for the banquet.
I hurriedly went into the dressing room, put on a dress, and put on light makeup.
Looking at it now, with my eyes now raised, it was really the worst.
'A dress that doesn't suit me... I inherited what Martha wore. The makeup isn't that good either. In fact, it ruined my facial features even more.'
I wanted to protest, but I couldn't open my mouth.
Meanwhile, Enrica got on the carriage heading to the banquet hall.
I was intimidated and stuttered in front of people, which earned me ridicule.
I didn't even dare to go on the terrace for a while, so I couldn't even meet Raphael.
'If you think about it that way, all of this was really a huge coincidence and luck.'
Will Enrica live an unhappy life like this before being murdered by Raphael?
'But Raphael, why....'
When I remembered the plot of the original, I sighed in dismay.
Meanwhile, the banquet was over, and Enrica got back on the carriage.
***
Quiet Duke's residence, unlit hallway.
The only person who welcomed Enrica after returning from the banquet was Martha.
"Sister, I heard you met His Highness the Grand Duke at the banquet?"
I just ignored this question, But Enrica opened her mouth and answered.
"... No, he didn't come."
"Really? I heard you were attending a banquet... I guess the bride wasn't satisfied."
Martha continued giggling.
"What would you do if he had a handsome face? He's a murderer who killed his entire family to take over the throne. And it's violent, right?"
Now that I see her, I see that she was just a childishly jealous child.
"He said he enjoyed drinking every night and hitting on women."
But to Enrica now, every word she said was like a weapon that could kill a person.
'I had forgiven Martha to some extent, but was that really justified?'
It was such a cruel sight that I can't help but think about it now.
Enrica continued to nod at her younger sister's words and then climbed the stairs.
After finally returning to the room with my tired body, I immediately headed somewhere.
The destination was the floоr. І reached deep into the bed and picked up a small wooden box.
Enrica looked around as if she was acting very secretly, and took out a transparent medicine bottle from a box that looked like a storage box.
'... What is that?"
It was an object that even I could not guess its identity.
Enrica sat there for a moment, holding the small vial carefully in her hand.
Just holding it in my hand made me feel at least a little more secure.
'It's like a magic potion.'
I thought about it for a while, but nothing came to mind, and Enrica soon fell asleep.
That meant that my consciousness was shut off at the same time.
I tried my best to resist, but I couldn't do anything, as if I was trapped in a transparent prison.
***
Many days passed, and the seasons changed. As time passed, my consciousness became blurred.
Even though I was worried. I gradually felt that my body and consciousness were becoming one. Now, unlike the first time, Enrica's taste and senses were conveyed.
'Maybe I had a long dream.'
To the extent that I doubted it, I had already become accustomed to this body that could not do anything.
In my case, it didn't happen that one day a kind man showed up and took Enrica somewhere else. In the meantime, Enrica was subjected to verbal abuse every day, ignored by her family and employees, and had to prepare for an unwanted marriage
"..."
And today was Enrica's wedding day.
Maybe I had to see her killed by Raphael for this 'experience' to end.
Is the black magic showing scenes from the original story so vividly to make me give up on saving Raphael?
While I was deep in thought, I heard voices I didn't want to hear in my ears.
"She's so skinny that she looks unsightly even when she wears a dress. If Lady Martha had worn it, she would have been much more beautiful..."
"It would be better if you wore them, dear. Speaking of which, would you like to try it on?"
The wedding was held at the Grand Duke's residence, but due to the Duke's strong influence, Enrica was accompanied by maids who watched over her.
The Duke's maids giggled and even took Enrica's wedding dress away.
Enrica was motionless, staring at that scene with dead eyes.
Her thoughts flowed into my consciousness.
'I miss Vermont.'
Rather than regretting the dresses, it seemed like she was envious of their bright smiles.
Vermont, who was secretly weak-hearted, became her support and friend in the original, but Enrica, who had lost her magic, could no longer call him.
The maids played with each other's dresses for a while, and only when time was running out did they put the dress on Enrica.
She headed to the wedding hall with her feet dragging as if she were being pushed.
A large man was standing in the hallway.
It had been a while since I had seen Raphael like this, so my heart pounded a little.
'I want to see your face and make eye contact.'
But Enrica couldn't grant my wish. Instead of making eye contact with him, she was trembling with extreme fear.
She couldn't bear to look at Raphael's outstretched hand and broke into a cold sweat.
Perhaps Martha's words had a big impact. No matter what, Enrica's world was all about the dukedom.
"Bride Enrica Wintersoar, the eldest daughter of the Duke of Wintersoar, enters!"
When Enrica hesitated, unable to hold her hand until the end, Rafael took her hand first, as if snatching it.
Heck.
I was just as surprised as Enrica, who was a little startled.
Raphael's hands, which had always been cold after losing his heart due to a curse, became warm.
'This can't be happening."
Could it be that Raphael in the original wasn't cursed? But how is that possible?
While I was confused, the wedding proceeded quickly. Considering its grand scale, the speed was surprising.
However, until the wedding was over and even after the reception began, Enrica did not make eye contact with the Grand Duke.
As the Grand Duke also did not speak first, whispers could be heard from those around them regarding the cold atmosphere between the two.
There's no way a man like the Grand Duke would be nervous in front of his bride, so I'm sure he'll regret his choice.
At the reception, which was strangely tense, Enrica left early.
It was to prepare for the upcoming night.
Enrica was treated like a doll and put on a light slip after taking a bath.
She entered the bedroom and was left alone in the room waiting for the Grand Duke.
"I apologize to His Highness, but... I can't do this anymore."
At that moment, Enrica suddenly opened her lips and started talking to herself.
"I am I'm so tired. So let's stop now. No more..."
It was then that the Grand Duke suddenly opened the bedroom door and came in.
Enrica urgently called out to the man who walked without hesitation.
"Now, wait a minute! Your Highness!"
"..."
"I'm not ready yet. Please look at the window for a moment and then turn around."
I could feel the courage she had in her trembling voice.
The Grand Duke listened obediently, and Enrica hurriedly reached into her underwear and took out a glass bottle.
The identity of the hidden object was a medicine bottle that she had secretly kept in a wooden box under her bed for a long time.
When I brought my nose closer, I could smell the scent of death in the liquid.
The hesitation was fleeting. Enrica opened the cap of the medicine and poured the entire contents into her mouth at once.
My throat was so hot it felt like it was burning. I barely suppressed the cough that threatened to escape her.
As soon as I felt the distinct physical pain, I felt at ease.
'Well, in an hour I'll be free.'
Enrica thought. It didn't take long for the medicine to take effect.
I tried to smile one last time, but it didn't work out.
She cleared her throat and said.
"It's all done...."
The man, who had a broad and strong back, moved slowly.
During the ceremony, she was nervous and wore a veil, and her eyes were closed when they kissed.
This was Enrica's first time looking at her husband's face.
'Please, don't hit me as soon as you come here.'
No matter how much she hated being treated like that until she died, Enrica opened her eyelids that had been tightly shut due to tension.
"..."
Her lips parted in surprise.
Under the moonlight stood a breathtakingly beautiful man.
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