“Are you busy today?”

 

“A bit. What about you?”

 

“I…well, I’m going to write a letter to a friend.”

 

“Friend… who? Princess Ari?”

Huh, how did you know? No, more than that. What’s with that insignificant tone?

 

Yes. I don’t have any friends! The only person I play with is a six-year-old princess… damn it.


“Actually, the princess gave me a postcard.”

 

“If you have nothing else to do, why don’t you come to the temple at lunch?”

 

“What…?”

 

“They are eager to have you visit. I am also free at that time, so I can just drop by.”

 

I doubted my ears for a moment.

What did you just say, hubby?


(T/N: I hope y’all are fine with me writing ‘hubby’, cos ‘husband’ sounds weird sometimes xD especially if it’s her thoughts.)

 

“Are you… okay with that?”

 

“You’re the Pope’s daughter. It’s not too much for them to be anxious to meet you.”

 

“But, that’s…”

 

“You may be mistaken if you went alone, but with me, it doesn’t matter.”

That’s right. If I was the only one who frequented the temple and made friends with the priests, I would be labeled as a spy. But it was a little different if I visited with Izek. It was rather good… what was on his mind? Why would he say this, all of a sudden?

 

Among Elendale’s priests, there would be some part of my father and brother’s spy network. There was no way Izek didn’t know that.

 

Is he trying to give a warning? Don’t even think about plotting something because he’s watching me? Don’t look down on the North or something? Or was he trying to test me?

 

“Really?”

 

“Yes, really.”

 

“Really, really?”

 

“…finish your meal.”

 

Right. Ugh, my stomach was about to explode.

 

I heard a scream.

 

The cries of people in pain and fear sounded as vivid as the cries of the abyss, but the woman did not seem to be disturbed at all.

 

Although she could not be seen clearly in the dark, the woman who leaned on the balcony and looked at the city wrecked by her father, looked bright and joyful as if she was waiting for the moon on a peaceful summer night.

 

A man slowly approached her from behind, holding a bloody sword instead of a bouquet of flowers.

 

The appearance of the balcony and the surrounding scenery seemed familiar to me. Was it a dream? Was I dreaming?

‘You’re here.’

 

‘……’

 

knew you’d come like this. It was worth

 

silently at the woman who looked back at himself and smiled. Finally, a voice as painful

 

‘…….’

 

‘What’s the reason?’

 

to

 

like a fool. It was a smile that made it look like she was crying, even though her lips

 

man clenched his teeth, ‘Stop making excuses that you couldn’t help it. You could

 

told you,

 

priests? Are you that confident that

not the kind of person who

 

‘What…’

 

already know that. I

 

Her eyes were bloodshot.

 

if to warn him,

 

to him with

 

around in circles, decided to kill Omerta’s princess because of this marriage. Isn’t that weird? Hmm? If he was just trying to break up a marriage, that’s too reckless

 

‘Stop ……’

to make it hurt a bit. It was a little difficult to proceed with the marriage, but not to the point that he

 

‘…..’

 

killed your sister. Not my family, but

 

horrible conversation

 

worried that the man might just plunge the sword into

 

hell would you

 

his low-pitched voice didn’t have emotions such

 

miserable. An indescribably terrifying

 

woman’s voice in response was as cheerful as

 

I do that?

 

‘You…’

 

of it, I think I wanted

 

you steal the

steal it and use it

 

a smirk and pulled out a bundle of papers from her

 

just staring

 

are marriage cancellation papers. I haven’t signed it yet. So,

 

‘…..’

 

as your wife for the last time. It’s a little late, but take it

 

‘A couple.’

 

He laughed.

 

was hard to tell whether

 

misunderstand and fight with each other. You killed my family and I came to the point

 

that we’re a real

 

spread her arms as if pointing over the

dreamt of when this damn place would turn into a sea of blood, and you’ve made my wish come true in the blink of an eye. In return, I

 

There was silence.

 

of a blood-soaked sword. She pointed it close

 

me crazy until the

 

‘…….’

 

trusting you? Tell me, did

 

‘I’m sorry.’

 

‘…….’

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