“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.’

 

‘……’

 

like this. It was worth

 

looked back at himself and smiled. Finally, a voice as painful and

 

‘…….’

 

‘What’s the reason?’

 

I have to tell

 

smiled like a fool. It was a smile that made it look like she was

 

man clenched his teeth, ‘Stop making excuses that you couldn’t

 

told you, I could’ve betrayed my family. But

 

your choice to make me slaughter the priests? Are you

the kind of person who falls for such

 

‘What…’

 

that. I know, you probably

 

Her eyes were bloodshot.

 

warn him,

 

way, she came close to him with a strange

 

this marriage. Isn’t that weird? Hmm? If he was just trying to break up a marriage, that’s too

 

‘Stop ……’

a little difficult to proceed with the marriage, but not to the point that he needs

 

‘…..’

 

your

 

horrible conversation

 

man might just plunge the sword into her

 

the hell would you

 

voice didn’t have emotions such as anger

 

sounded miserable. An indescribably

 

response was

 

hell did I

 

‘You…’

 

come to think of it, I think I wanted you to come after me

 

the Holy

who else can steal

 

added with a smirk and pulled out

 

just staring at it

 

marriage cancellation papers. I haven’t signed it yet. So, we’re still

 

‘…..’

 

for the last time. It’s a little late, but

 

‘A couple.’

 

He laughed.

 

whether

 

meantime, all we’ve done is harass, misunderstand and fight with each other. You killed my family and I came to the point of

 

that’s proof that we’re

 

if pointing over the balcony. Towards the burning

damn place would turn into a sea of blood, and you’ve made my wish come

 

There was silence.

 

stepped forward slowly in the heavy silence, her hands gently reached out and grabbed the blade of a blood-soaked sword. She pointed it close to her chest. The man

 

driving me crazy

 

‘…….’

 

not trusting you? Tell me, did you intend to do

 

‘I’m sorry.’

 

‘…….’

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