Cerden, who had been caressing me, buried in the blanket, for a long time, sighed. The desire for me swirling in his blue eyes was almost embarrassing. I lightly touched my lips to Cerden's. Actually, it wasn't just Cerden who had become accustomed to…
Continue ReadingAugustine Spelman was dead. The path to revenge was painful, but its fruit was sweet. A cool smile hung on Cerden's lips. During his time in Yures, the embers Cerden had planted had begun to ignite. One of them had now borne fruit. The brilliantly blazing…
Continue ReadingShe was almost used to life in Yures. Cerden would leave in the morning and return at sunset. It was because the Crown Prince wouldn't let Cerden go. Cerden muttered with a tired face. "You look happy." "Yes. We've won half the battle.&…
Continue Reading“I didn’t know Lady was joining us.” The Crown Princess said with a surprised expression. “I also wanted to pray for our Evelyn, Crown Princess. Unless I’m making you uncomfortable…” “Not at all!” The Crown Princess waved her hands, looking flustered. “It’s a…
Continue ReadingThe next day, I attended the welcoming banquet held in Yures Kingdom for Cerden and me. It started with brunch. We dined in a greenhouse filled with the subtle scent of fruit. "The King sends his apologies for not being able to attend due to health issue…
Continue ReadingAnxiety made me clasp my hands together. I had believed I was doing everything I could to save Cerden. Perhaps this was God giving me an answer. That I was still lacking. That there was still more I could do. According to the original story, Cerden wasn't…
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