They say that if you're so surprised, you won't even scream.
Noevian's eyes, which had suddenly come to me, shook and swayed without mercy as before, but he did not hug me forcefully.
However, he covered my smiling mouth with a soft hand from behind and gently hugged me from behind as I abruptly got up.
I got goosebumps all over my body.
It's not that I hate it so much or that I feel an aversion to it.
He came here after being thrown into the Tower of Rubel. I was so surprised that he broke through the guard of the Marchioness' knights and came up to hug me.
Noevian and me too.
I was just breathing heavily.
To calm my surprised heart. To calm his body that had been running all the way here.
As my breathing began to calm down, Noevian quietly took his hand away from my mouth, probably because he didn't think I would scream.
I quietly turned around and faced him head-on, not through the mirror.
Noevian's deep blue eyes, which had been sharp with tension, began to cloud over and then gently sway.
Those were the eyes I once loved.
“...Did you escape from prison or something?”
"Yes."
Noevian reached out to me, hesitated, and then took a step back.
One of my eyebrows raised on its own. I thought he was going to come and kidnap me out of the blue, but he was acting more calmly than I expected.
“Rien.”
“Why did you come?”
Noevian's lips were slightly parted and frozen. They were rough and dry, completely unmanaged.
Deep-set eyelids. Dark circles under the eyes. A sagging, pointy chin and pale complexion. He's not okay right now.
“Are you trying to kill me? Or kidnap me?”
"No."
“Then what shame did you have to sneak here? Do you think I’ll be so touched that I’ll hug you?”
“I wanted to see you alive.”
“...”
“I hope you are alive and healthy...”
I took a step back from him. Noevian's upper body leaned slightly toward me and then settled back into place.
“As you can see, I’m alive and well.”
“I missed you.”
I kept my mouth shut.
“I missed you, Adrienne.”
Noevian's previously indifferent face quickly distorted for a moment before returning to its original state.
Instead, his clenched jaw and rough lips began to tremble pitifully.
“Because I miss you...”
Thin tears fell down his thin cheeks.
“You’re too, ugh...”
His lips twisted as he desperately tried to hold back the tears that were welling up.
“I miss you so much, I...”
Why are human memories beautified?
Even though I suffered like that, and erased him from my heart and found new happiness.
“I can’t sleep or eat. Just thinking that you heard the things I said to you, or to that woman, makes me...”
Good memories of the times when I was in love came back like thorns, pricking my heart.
Why did I suddenly remember how strange this man's life was amidst the harsh truth?
“I don’t know how many times I wanted to kill myself.”
I hate this guy, but I also feel bad for him.
“I know you feel betrayed by me. I know that even if you forgive me, you can’t stay by my side.”
Yeah, I felt a little sorry for this guy.
It's a separate feeling from not being able to love anymore.
That was so great.
The omnipotent Grand Duke Noevian Trovica, who carried the Emperor and the Crown Prince on his back throughout Ronta, is now no longer before me.
There was only one poor man who broke all the laws he had kept like a sword and suffered the dishonor of escaping from prison, crying in front of me.
“I lost everything, but I might still be useful. Remember?”
Noevian took out a familiar dagger from his bosom.
“I stabbed and killed my future crowd Prince with this sword. I did it because of your words, Rien.”
I held my breath for a moment, then pursed my lips.
“So, are you willing to kill someone else for me?”
“...if you want.”
Noevian, who was mumbling ominously, strode towards me and handed me a dagger.
I flinched when a cold, dry hand touched me. Noevian took my hand, which had held the dagger, and placed it against his heart.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
His rapidly beating heart was transmitted directly to the palm of my hand.
“I’ll do anything. If that means I can get one step closer to you... If you’ll let me see your back, I’ll gladly...”
Bam.
His hair, which had been tied up neatly, came undone on its own.
A little of her loose black hair fell on me.
Eyes like the black night sky came closer to me.
‘...Are you serious?’
I kept looking into those eyes, wondering if this was really Noevian's true heart.
So I didn't even realize that he had come that close to me.
That was when.
Bang!
“Madam. No matter how much I think about it, I need to hear about the plan before the canonization ceremony... What the fuck?"
The door that Ephero opened without hesitation, having barged into Rhodnes' office without even knocking.
I am holding the dagger in my hand and Noevian is about to lock me in his arms.
And then, seeing the curtains fluttering at the edge of the wide-open window, he immediately drew the sword at his waist.
The hand that was not caught by Noevian was immediately caught by Ephero's hand and dragged away.
Before I knew it, Ephero's wide back was blocking my path.
“What? A prison break? You came here while my brother was out? You’re really fucking crazy.”
“Ephero, you have nothing to see.”
“There’s a lot of work to do here without you. Are you okay, Ma’am? What did that bastard do?”
Noevian and Ephero, in a standoff, waited for my answer at the same time.
I got out from behind Ephero and pulled Ephero back behind me.
"Ma'am!"
“There is just one thing I want from you.”
My mind suddenly snapped and I said to Noevian.
As Ephero's expression grew frown, Noevian's expression gradually softened.
Noevian knelt before me quite naturally.
It was a gesture that seemed to ask for forgiveness, even though I had already said I would forgive him before.
I suppressed the feeling of pity that briefly surged up and forced a smile.
And I gave him back the dagger and said:
“Die for me.”
Noevian's eyes gleamed wildly as he took the dagger from me.
The date for the canonization ceremony has been set.
The county was in an emergency situation when it heard the news that a sainthood ceremony would be held a week later.
We hastily packed our bags and prepared to return to the capital.
Rhodnes had asked me to come after the canonization ceremony, but I could not delay because the High Priest had already promised to help with the canonization ceremony.
Olivia decided not to go with us and headed east.
“I’ve already sent a messenger to Bianca, so Olivia just needs to meet my father and give him my letter.”
“Take care, Miss.”
Olivia hugged me tightly and climbed into the carriage with a few knights.
Rossi, who was watching the scene, also quietly got on another carriage. Rossi expressed his willingness to go to the capital together.
Canula rode in the Marquis' carriage, saying it was more comfortable to ride alone, and Ephero rode in mine.
Count Acacia decided that it would be no good if his identity was revealed, so he secretly promised to come separately.
“If you’re going to kill him, just stab him. If you give him a dagger and tell him to die, I’ll kill you well, that Grand Duke.”
As soon as the carriage set off, Ephero, as if he had been waiting, started to vent his complaints to me.
Yesternight.
Along with asking Noevian to die, I added another request.
It was a voice so small that Ephero couldn't even hear it. And Ephero looked dissatisfied with that.
“That kid’s eyes are dripping with ignorance. How angry would Brother Roan be if he knew? You know I’m a loose talker, right? As soon as I get to the capital, I’ll tell Brother Roan everything that happened yesterday.”
“I have plans too. And my friends usually don’t do things like that.”
“A true friend would share everything he’s planning. What were you talking about for so long before you sent that bastard away yesterday? What was such a big secret that you didn’t even tell me how you were going to kill Doris Castagna? You kept it to yourself... Just don’t let that plan fail, for real.”
“So you’re saying we don’t want to be friends?”
Ephero's lips, which seemed like they would immediately answer yes, opened and then closed tightly.
Ephero, who had been staring at my faintly smiling face, turned his head and looked out the window.
Somehow, it seemed like his face was a little red.
“...Who needs a funeral?”
“I intend to be friends with the Prince for the time being, so please don’t be so mean. Friends also need trust, so please trust me. Even if I have to hold the funeral, I won’t cause any trouble to Ephero.”
“For the time being? What do you mean, once the plan is finished, you’re going to turn me into an enemy? What do you mean?!”
Ephero's voice, growing more urgent, rattled the carriage.
I feel like my mind, which has been calm and tense since last night, is starting to relax a little.
“What? Why aren’t you answering? Ma’am!”
With my face barely regaining its smile, I had to comfort Ephero all the way to the capital.
When there was no news from Olivia, who had been sent to Elacon, Duke Piretta, who had been lying down and groaning, got up again.
[My father's blood-bearing daughter, Blie Piretta, has seduced the second Prince, Rhodnes, so please help my father's daughter become the Crown Princesses'. Please support His Highness the second Prince in the name of the East. I will make my father the father-in-law of the next Emperor.]
The Duke of Piretta's face lit up with joy as he received the letter from Olivia, who had returned late.
The Duke's pale face suddenly turned bright red, and he smiled, even revealing his teeth.
Bianca and Olivia watched the dramatic change in expression with bated breath.
“Gregory, I will also go to the canonization.”
Gregory, who still doesn't know Blie's true identity, looked worried.
“Father...? Are you not feeling well?”
“Even if I am not feeling well, can I not go see the Saintess who is being crowned after hundreds of years?”
Advance into central politics, a long-awaited step forward.
A dark shadow of desire appeared on the Duke's usually cold face.
Noevian's eyes, which had suddenly come to me, shook and swayed without mercy as before, but he did not hug me forcefully.
However, he covered my smiling mouth with a soft hand from behind and gently hugged me from behind as I abruptly got up.
I got goosebumps all over my body.
It's not that I hate it so much or that I feel an aversion to it.
He came here after being thrown into the Tower of Rubel. I was so surprised that he broke through the guard of the Marchioness' knights and came up to hug me.
Noevian and me too.
I was just breathing heavily.
To calm my surprised heart. To calm his body that had been running all the way here.
As my breathing began to calm down, Noevian quietly took his hand away from my mouth, probably because he didn't think I would scream.
I quietly turned around and faced him head-on, not through the mirror.
Noevian's deep blue eyes, which had been sharp with tension, began to cloud over and then gently sway.
Those were the eyes I once loved.
“...Did you escape from prison or something?”
"Yes."
Noevian reached out to me, hesitated, and then took a step back.
One of my eyebrows raised on its own. I thought he was going to come and kidnap me out of the blue, but he was acting more calmly than I expected.
“Rien.”
“Why did you come?”
Noevian's lips were slightly parted and frozen. They were rough and dry, completely unmanaged.
Deep-set eyelids. Dark circles under the eyes. A sagging, pointy chin and pale complexion. He's not okay right now.
“Are you trying to kill me? Or kidnap me?”
"No."
“Then what shame did you have to sneak here? Do you think I’ll be so touched that I’ll hug you?”
“I wanted to see you alive.”
“...”
“I hope you are alive and healthy...”
I took a step back from him. Noevian's upper body leaned slightly toward me and then settled back into place.
“As you can see, I’m alive and well.”
“I missed you.”
I kept my mouth shut.
“I missed you, Adrienne.”
Noevian's previously indifferent face quickly distorted for a moment before returning to its original state.
Instead, his clenched jaw and rough lips began to tremble pitifully.
“Because I miss you...”
Thin tears fell down his thin cheeks.
“You’re too, ugh...”
His lips twisted as he desperately tried to hold back the tears that were welling up.
“I miss you so much, I...”
Why are human memories beautified?
Even though I suffered like that, and erased him from my heart and found new happiness.
“I can’t sleep or eat. Just thinking that you heard the things I said to you, or to that woman, makes me...”
Good memories of the times when I was in love came back like thorns, pricking my heart.
Why did I suddenly remember how strange this man's life was amidst the harsh truth?
“I don’t know how many times I wanted to kill myself.”
I hate this guy, but I also feel bad for him.
“I know you feel betrayed by me. I know that even if you forgive me, you can’t stay by my side.”
Yeah, I felt a little sorry for this guy.
It's a separate feeling from not being able to love anymore.
That was so great.
The omnipotent Grand Duke Noevian Trovica, who carried the Emperor and the Crown Prince on his back throughout Ronta, is now no longer before me.
There was only one poor man who broke all the laws he had kept like a sword and suffered the dishonor of escaping from prison, crying in front of me.
“I lost everything, but I might still be useful. Remember?”
Noevian took out a familiar dagger from his bosom.
“I stabbed and killed my future crowd Prince with this sword. I did it because of your words, Rien.”
I held my breath for a moment, then pursed my lips.
“So, are you willing to kill someone else for me?”
“...if you want.”
Noevian, who was mumbling ominously, strode towards me and handed me a dagger.
I flinched when a cold, dry hand touched me. Noevian took my hand, which had held the dagger, and placed it against his heart.
Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.
His rapidly beating heart was transmitted directly to the palm of my hand.
“I’ll do anything. If that means I can get one step closer to you... If you’ll let me see your back, I’ll gladly...”
Bam.
His hair, which had been tied up neatly, came undone on its own.
A little of her loose black hair fell on me.
Eyes like the black night sky came closer to me.
‘...Are you serious?’
I kept looking into those eyes, wondering if this was really Noevian's true heart.
So I didn't even realize that he had come that close to me.
That was when.
Bang!
“Madam. No matter how much I think about it, I need to hear about the plan before the canonization ceremony... What the fuck?"
The door that Ephero opened without hesitation, having barged into Rhodnes' office without even knocking.
I am holding the dagger in my hand and Noevian is about to lock me in his arms.
And then, seeing the curtains fluttering at the edge of the wide-open window, he immediately drew the sword at his waist.
The hand that was not caught by Noevian was immediately caught by Ephero's hand and dragged away.
Before I knew it, Ephero's wide back was blocking my path.
“What? A prison break? You came here while my brother was out? You’re really fucking crazy.”
“Ephero, you have nothing to see.”
“There’s a lot of work to do here without you. Are you okay, Ma’am? What did that bastard do?”
Noevian and Ephero, in a standoff, waited for my answer at the same time.
I got out from behind Ephero and pulled Ephero back behind me.
"Ma'am!"
“There is just one thing I want from you.”
My mind suddenly snapped and I said to Noevian.
As Ephero's expression grew frown, Noevian's expression gradually softened.
Noevian knelt before me quite naturally.
It was a gesture that seemed to ask for forgiveness, even though I had already said I would forgive him before.
I suppressed the feeling of pity that briefly surged up and forced a smile.
And I gave him back the dagger and said:
“Die for me.”
Noevian's eyes gleamed wildly as he took the dagger from me.
***
The date for the canonization ceremony has been set.
The county was in an emergency situation when it heard the news that a sainthood ceremony would be held a week later.
We hastily packed our bags and prepared to return to the capital.
Rhodnes had asked me to come after the canonization ceremony, but I could not delay because the High Priest had already promised to help with the canonization ceremony.
Olivia decided not to go with us and headed east.
“I’ve already sent a messenger to Bianca, so Olivia just needs to meet my father and give him my letter.”
“Take care, Miss.”
Olivia hugged me tightly and climbed into the carriage with a few knights.
Rossi, who was watching the scene, also quietly got on another carriage. Rossi expressed his willingness to go to the capital together.
Canula rode in the Marquis' carriage, saying it was more comfortable to ride alone, and Ephero rode in mine.
Count Acacia decided that it would be no good if his identity was revealed, so he secretly promised to come separately.
“If you’re going to kill him, just stab him. If you give him a dagger and tell him to die, I’ll kill you well, that Grand Duke.”
As soon as the carriage set off, Ephero, as if he had been waiting, started to vent his complaints to me.
Yesternight.
Along with asking Noevian to die, I added another request.
It was a voice so small that Ephero couldn't even hear it. And Ephero looked dissatisfied with that.
“That kid’s eyes are dripping with ignorance. How angry would Brother Roan be if he knew? You know I’m a loose talker, right? As soon as I get to the capital, I’ll tell Brother Roan everything that happened yesterday.”
“I have plans too. And my friends usually don’t do things like that.”
“A true friend would share everything he’s planning. What were you talking about for so long before you sent that bastard away yesterday? What was such a big secret that you didn’t even tell me how you were going to kill Doris Castagna? You kept it to yourself... Just don’t let that plan fail, for real.”
“So you’re saying we don’t want to be friends?”
Ephero's lips, which seemed like they would immediately answer yes, opened and then closed tightly.
Ephero, who had been staring at my faintly smiling face, turned his head and looked out the window.
Somehow, it seemed like his face was a little red.
“...Who needs a funeral?”
“I intend to be friends with the Prince for the time being, so please don’t be so mean. Friends also need trust, so please trust me. Even if I have to hold the funeral, I won’t cause any trouble to Ephero.”
“For the time being? What do you mean, once the plan is finished, you’re going to turn me into an enemy? What do you mean?!”
Ephero's voice, growing more urgent, rattled the carriage.
I feel like my mind, which has been calm and tense since last night, is starting to relax a little.
“What? Why aren’t you answering? Ma’am!”
With my face barely regaining its smile, I had to comfort Ephero all the way to the capital.
***
When there was no news from Olivia, who had been sent to Elacon, Duke Piretta, who had been lying down and groaning, got up again.
[My father's blood-bearing daughter, Blie Piretta, has seduced the second Prince, Rhodnes, so please help my father's daughter become the Crown Princesses'. Please support His Highness the second Prince in the name of the East. I will make my father the father-in-law of the next Emperor.]
The Duke of Piretta's face lit up with joy as he received the letter from Olivia, who had returned late.
The Duke's pale face suddenly turned bright red, and he smiled, even revealing his teeth.
Bianca and Olivia watched the dramatic change in expression with bated breath.
“Gregory, I will also go to the canonization.”
Gregory, who still doesn't know Blie's true identity, looked worried.
“Father...? Are you not feeling well?”
“Even if I am not feeling well, can I not go see the Saintess who is being crowned after hundreds of years?”
Advance into central politics, a long-awaited step forward.
He was to participate in the center's ceremonies in the name of the regal Duke of Pyretha, not Daryl of Pyretha.
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