'I knew it?'
Dietrich's words sounded as if he expected her to run away.
Seliya looked at Dietrich with her eyes wide open.
Dietrich only intended to use her from beginning to end.
So, wherever she went, it was his own mind, not Dietrich's thing to interfere with.
'The reason he taught me how to use a dagger was probably to break down my guard.'
Seliya did not trust Dietrich. She reproached herself for having any expectations of him.
Dietrich looked down at Seliya, who was wary of him, with his unwavering gaze.
Perhaps because they were afraid of receiving Dietrich's wrath, the knights who were searching nearby all disappeared.
There was no sound of wind or footsteps, so it felt like time had stopped for a moment.
“It’s Sally.”
In the still silence, Dietrich's low voice rang out.
The voice calling out her own fake name is needlessly sensual.
As Dietrich took a step forward, the distance between the two narrowed even further.
Dietrich, resting one arm on the stone pillar, quietly looked down at Seliya.
His red eyes are filled with Seliya.
His eyes felt like a cat observing a mouse, and Seliya grabbed her dagger so hard that her veins stood out.
“Don’t move a single step from there. If you think of me as your master at all.”
Even as Seliya blurted out her words, she thought they were nonsense.
Dietrich stopped moving.
"Master?"
He tilted his head. A dark shadow appeared on the bridge of her nose as he nodded.
"Yes, Master."
Dietrich muttered the word ‘master’ as if he were thinking about it and slowly closed and opened his eyes.
“Go back to the stable. I’m saying this for you, Master.”
Seliya didn't even pretend to listen to Dietrich.
She rolled her eyes and looked around her.
Lavender trees were planted sparsely around the fountain with the angel statue.
Between the well-trimmed trees, a dust-free white statue shined brightly in the sunlight.
It was only when Seliya took a step forward that she saw that there was no one anywhere.
“When you’re on good terms, you’d better get back to the stables. If you don’t want to get angry.”
In response to Dietrich's threats, Seliya glared at Dietrich with her furious eyes.
“The Emperor probably controlled it this way too. In fact, I never thought of him as the owner. Pretend to think, pretend to care.”
“...”
“It’s truly abominable.”
Dietrich said nothing. Seliya let out a soft laugh as she looked at Dietrich like that.
No matter where she goes, it will be better than being around this man whose intentions she doesn't know.
Seliya tried to pass by Dietrich.
At that very moment, hot sunlight poured down on Seliya’s face.
Almost at the same time that Seliya squinted her eyes, Dietrich's shadow fell over her.
In the place where the afterimage of the sun that had sharply penetrated her eyes cleared away, there stood Dietrich, dressed in black armor.
“...You don’t know anything.”
Dietrich continued as he spoke, looking down at the dagger in Seliya's hand.
“You have no idea how dangerous this place is.”
Dietrich's quiet voice made Seliya cry, and she felt something stirring inside her.
“Like you said, I don’t know anything. Because no one told me.”
“...”
“It doesn’t matter what happens to the body that will die in a year. Just leave me alone.”
Dietrich's eyes narrowed.
“Why doesn’t it matter? You are my Master.”
Seliya burst out laughing and closed her eyes.
“Don’t say things you don’t mean.”
He was wrong when he asked if she was thinking of running away.
Because, for Seliya, there was no place to escape from the beginning.
She is just fed up with Dietrich, who only wants to take advantage of her.
When she was living alone, she served as a means of earning money for her mother and daughter and as an object of many men's desires.
She is the same even when she comes to the imperial palace.
Her people are always thinking about taking advantage of her.
The same goes for Dietrich before her eyes. Even though he didn't desire her, he was no different from the Brillion mother and daughter in that he only wanted to use her.
She spoke in a soft voice as if Seliya was soothing a child.
“Do you need my abilities so much? I can give it to you if necessary.”
Seliya strangled Dietrich with the other hand that was not holding the dagger.
Above his black armor, the wounds from Seliya were still visible. The bleeding had stopped long ago, but the scar remained.
Seliya's hand, which was around Dietrich's neck, slowly brushed his tightly closed jaw.
His calm and noble gaze did not waver regardless of whether Seliya's hand touched him or not.
Soon, Seliya's soft hand touched Dietrich's bright pink lips.
Seliya thought as she watched his tightly closed lips being crushed.
With only about a year left to live, she has little time.
'What's a year like? Even if I last another half a year here, it's a miracle.'
She killed the emperor, but his son coveted her again and was reduced to a mere mistress.
Just like she killed his father, he might just use her supernatural ability to kill the Crown Prince again.
However, if she does that, even if she can sever the bloodline of the Abelon royal family, the opportunity to find out her true enemy will disappear forever.
‘Are the Three Dukes the real enemy? How can I believe that? You're just thinking about using me.'
The angel of Brillion that others talked about was nothing more than an illusion, and within it was Seliya, rotten and rotten inside, sharpening the blade of revenge.
It would be foolish to reveal her true feelings directly.
'If I kiss you here, how will you react?'
Although she referred to herself as Dietrich's master, she actually did not own anything.
With the Crown Prince announcing her as his mistress, she didn't know when Dietrich would change his attitude and point his sword at her.
Seliya felt the need to clearly ascertain whether Dietrich would collude with her or not.
'If you are willing to accept what I am about to do.'
Sometimes, you can understand a person's sincerity through actions rather than a thousand words.
So, what she wants to do now is not just a kiss.
This is a test she gives him.
A test of whether to trust him or not.
A test given by one who is pushed to the edge of a cliff.
Seliya intended that if Dietrich passed this test, she would listen to him to some extent.
Seliya withdrew her hand from Dietrich's lips to put her thoughts into action.
Seliya put the dagger she was holding into her bosom.
Dietrich was observing Seliya in silence.
Seliya pulled the hem of his clothes and kissed him.
Soft lips touched, and then hot breath came in.
The thin lips bit him as if telling him to open his teeth.
Dietrich was momentarily taken aback, but he immediately recognized Seliya's thoughts.
Even if Seliya said nonsense, she never did something like this.
Dietrich realized that Seliya was testing him.
Dietrich parted his lips, and warm breath caught between them.
Seliya knew that Dietrich would soon push her away.
However, he and Seliya did the exact opposite of what was expected.
Dietrich let Seliya do whatever she wanted inside him.
Moreover, he lowered his head so that Seliya could kiss him.
Seliya realized that she had been tested and that she had been noticed.
Seliya hugged Dietrich's neck as if rebuking him.
At once, she felt Dietrich's body stiffen.
Seliya thought he would push her away this time.
No matter how much he needs her abilities, he won't be able to endure something like this.
Seliya pulled his neck hard and took his breath away.
However, this time too, Dietrich did not push Seliya away. He just stayed there quietly.
He left Seliya to freely enjoy his breath and his saliva.
Seliya thought something was definitely wrong.
It was strange. That he doesn't push her away. And, his saliva tastes overly sweet.
As she was kissing him, her lifeless body seemed to come to life.
Seliya thought her thoughts were excessive.
After several minutes, when Dietrich did not push her away as expected, Seliya took the first step to separate her lips from his.
When she parted his lips, saliva hung out like a long string.
When she opened her eyes and saw Dietrich, he had an extremely emotionless face.
Even his earlobes didn't turn red, and he stared at Seliya calmly with his eyes undisturbed.
He didn't push her away.
But that's just it. Knowing that Seliya was testing him, he just held back what he didn't like.
For a moment, Seliya felt foolish for trying to test Dietrich like this, so she pursed her lips and bit.
Seliya tried to free her hands from around his neck.
At that time, Dietrich wrapped one hand around Seliya's waist.
Seliya looked up at Dietrich inexplicably.
Dietrich's face, which she thought was quiet, showed unfamiliar emotions that she had never seen before.
He seemed angry, confused, and raw emotions mixed with hatred and murder.
Seliya thought Dietrich might kill her.
But what he did was kiss her like Seliya did.
His lips, which had been bitten by hers, parted slightly as they breathed against each other.
Dietrich must have taken this as her permission, and he probed her mouth, just as Seliya had done to him.
Their breaths intertwined, and their breaths blended together.
Dietrich gently cupped the back of Seliya's neck with his other hand, which was not holding his waist.
It was clearly a kiss that started out of suspicion and not being able to trust each other.
Seliya was embarrassed as she did not know why Dietrich was doing this to her. Was he disgusted that he dared to test her?
Seliya turned her head to avoid Dietrich's breath on her.
However, Dietrich did not let go of Seliya.
His controlled breathing began to become more and more rough as time went by.
At first, he was courteous like a gentleman, but then he seemed to be very angry and violently attacked the inside of Seliya's mouth.
Something soft is pushed into her mouth with a violent breath.
Over and over again, over and over again, as if time had stopped.
Seliya looked at Dietrich with her eyes wide open.
Dietrich only intended to use her from beginning to end.
So, wherever she went, it was his own mind, not Dietrich's thing to interfere with.
'The reason he taught me how to use a dagger was probably to break down my guard.'
Seliya did not trust Dietrich. She reproached herself for having any expectations of him.
Dietrich looked down at Seliya, who was wary of him, with his unwavering gaze.
Perhaps because they were afraid of receiving Dietrich's wrath, the knights who were searching nearby all disappeared.
There was no sound of wind or footsteps, so it felt like time had stopped for a moment.
“It’s Sally.”
In the still silence, Dietrich's low voice rang out.
The voice calling out her own fake name is needlessly sensual.
As Dietrich took a step forward, the distance between the two narrowed even further.
Dietrich, resting one arm on the stone pillar, quietly looked down at Seliya.
His red eyes are filled with Seliya.
His eyes felt like a cat observing a mouse, and Seliya grabbed her dagger so hard that her veins stood out.
“Don’t move a single step from there. If you think of me as your master at all.”
Even as Seliya blurted out her words, she thought they were nonsense.
Dietrich stopped moving.
"Master?"
He tilted his head. A dark shadow appeared on the bridge of her nose as he nodded.
"Yes, Master."
Dietrich muttered the word ‘master’ as if he were thinking about it and slowly closed and opened his eyes.
“Go back to the stable. I’m saying this for you, Master.”
Seliya didn't even pretend to listen to Dietrich.
She rolled her eyes and looked around her.
Lavender trees were planted sparsely around the fountain with the angel statue.
Between the well-trimmed trees, a dust-free white statue shined brightly in the sunlight.
It was only when Seliya took a step forward that she saw that there was no one anywhere.
“When you’re on good terms, you’d better get back to the stables. If you don’t want to get angry.”
In response to Dietrich's threats, Seliya glared at Dietrich with her furious eyes.
“The Emperor probably controlled it this way too. In fact, I never thought of him as the owner. Pretend to think, pretend to care.”
“...”
“It’s truly abominable.”
Dietrich said nothing. Seliya let out a soft laugh as she looked at Dietrich like that.
No matter where she goes, it will be better than being around this man whose intentions she doesn't know.
Seliya tried to pass by Dietrich.
At that very moment, hot sunlight poured down on Seliya’s face.
Almost at the same time that Seliya squinted her eyes, Dietrich's shadow fell over her.
In the place where the afterimage of the sun that had sharply penetrated her eyes cleared away, there stood Dietrich, dressed in black armor.
“...You don’t know anything.”
Dietrich continued as he spoke, looking down at the dagger in Seliya's hand.
“You have no idea how dangerous this place is.”
Dietrich's quiet voice made Seliya cry, and she felt something stirring inside her.
“Like you said, I don’t know anything. Because no one told me.”
“...”
“It doesn’t matter what happens to the body that will die in a year. Just leave me alone.”
Dietrich's eyes narrowed.
“Why doesn’t it matter? You are my Master.”
Seliya burst out laughing and closed her eyes.
“Don’t say things you don’t mean.”
He was wrong when he asked if she was thinking of running away.
Because, for Seliya, there was no place to escape from the beginning.
She is just fed up with Dietrich, who only wants to take advantage of her.
When she was living alone, she served as a means of earning money for her mother and daughter and as an object of many men's desires.
She is the same even when she comes to the imperial palace.
Her people are always thinking about taking advantage of her.
The same goes for Dietrich before her eyes. Even though he didn't desire her, he was no different from the Brillion mother and daughter in that he only wanted to use her.
She spoke in a soft voice as if Seliya was soothing a child.
“Do you need my abilities so much? I can give it to you if necessary.”
Seliya strangled Dietrich with the other hand that was not holding the dagger.
Above his black armor, the wounds from Seliya were still visible. The bleeding had stopped long ago, but the scar remained.
Seliya's hand, which was around Dietrich's neck, slowly brushed his tightly closed jaw.
His calm and noble gaze did not waver regardless of whether Seliya's hand touched him or not.
Soon, Seliya's soft hand touched Dietrich's bright pink lips.
Seliya thought as she watched his tightly closed lips being crushed.
With only about a year left to live, she has little time.
'What's a year like? Even if I last another half a year here, it's a miracle.'
She killed the emperor, but his son coveted her again and was reduced to a mere mistress.
Just like she killed his father, he might just use her supernatural ability to kill the Crown Prince again.
However, if she does that, even if she can sever the bloodline of the Abelon royal family, the opportunity to find out her true enemy will disappear forever.
‘Are the Three Dukes the real enemy? How can I believe that? You're just thinking about using me.'
The angel of Brillion that others talked about was nothing more than an illusion, and within it was Seliya, rotten and rotten inside, sharpening the blade of revenge.
It would be foolish to reveal her true feelings directly.
'If I kiss you here, how will you react?'
Although she referred to herself as Dietrich's master, she actually did not own anything.
With the Crown Prince announcing her as his mistress, she didn't know when Dietrich would change his attitude and point his sword at her.
Seliya felt the need to clearly ascertain whether Dietrich would collude with her or not.
'If you are willing to accept what I am about to do.'
Sometimes, you can understand a person's sincerity through actions rather than a thousand words.
So, what she wants to do now is not just a kiss.
This is a test she gives him.
A test of whether to trust him or not.
A test given by one who is pushed to the edge of a cliff.
Seliya intended that if Dietrich passed this test, she would listen to him to some extent.
Seliya withdrew her hand from Dietrich's lips to put her thoughts into action.
Seliya put the dagger she was holding into her bosom.
Dietrich was observing Seliya in silence.
Seliya pulled the hem of his clothes and kissed him.
Soft lips touched, and then hot breath came in.
The thin lips bit him as if telling him to open his teeth.
Dietrich was momentarily taken aback, but he immediately recognized Seliya's thoughts.
Even if Seliya said nonsense, she never did something like this.
Dietrich realized that Seliya was testing him.
Dietrich parted his lips, and warm breath caught between them.
Seliya knew that Dietrich would soon push her away.
However, he and Seliya did the exact opposite of what was expected.
Dietrich let Seliya do whatever she wanted inside him.
Moreover, he lowered his head so that Seliya could kiss him.
Seliya realized that she had been tested and that she had been noticed.
Seliya hugged Dietrich's neck as if rebuking him.
At once, she felt Dietrich's body stiffen.
Seliya thought he would push her away this time.
No matter how much he needs her abilities, he won't be able to endure something like this.
Seliya pulled his neck hard and took his breath away.
However, this time too, Dietrich did not push Seliya away. He just stayed there quietly.
He left Seliya to freely enjoy his breath and his saliva.
Seliya thought something was definitely wrong.
It was strange. That he doesn't push her away. And, his saliva tastes overly sweet.
As she was kissing him, her lifeless body seemed to come to life.
Seliya thought her thoughts were excessive.
After several minutes, when Dietrich did not push her away as expected, Seliya took the first step to separate her lips from his.
When she parted his lips, saliva hung out like a long string.
When she opened her eyes and saw Dietrich, he had an extremely emotionless face.
Even his earlobes didn't turn red, and he stared at Seliya calmly with his eyes undisturbed.
He didn't push her away.
But that's just it. Knowing that Seliya was testing him, he just held back what he didn't like.
For a moment, Seliya felt foolish for trying to test Dietrich like this, so she pursed her lips and bit.
Seliya tried to free her hands from around his neck.
At that time, Dietrich wrapped one hand around Seliya's waist.
Seliya looked up at Dietrich inexplicably.
Dietrich's face, which she thought was quiet, showed unfamiliar emotions that she had never seen before.
He seemed angry, confused, and raw emotions mixed with hatred and murder.
Seliya thought Dietrich might kill her.
But what he did was kiss her like Seliya did.
His lips, which had been bitten by hers, parted slightly as they breathed against each other.
Dietrich must have taken this as her permission, and he probed her mouth, just as Seliya had done to him.
Their breaths intertwined, and their breaths blended together.
Dietrich gently cupped the back of Seliya's neck with his other hand, which was not holding his waist.
It was clearly a kiss that started out of suspicion and not being able to trust each other.
Seliya was embarrassed as she did not know why Dietrich was doing this to her. Was he disgusted that he dared to test her?
Seliya turned her head to avoid Dietrich's breath on her.
However, Dietrich did not let go of Seliya.
His controlled breathing began to become more and more rough as time went by.
At first, he was courteous like a gentleman, but then he seemed to be very angry and violently attacked the inside of Seliya's mouth.
Something soft is pushed into her mouth with a violent breath.
Over and over again, over and over again, as if time had stopped.
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