At the edge of the city, far from the noise and commotion, stood a massive city wall supporting a castle-like structure. Here lay Imperial Palace, a place shrouded in mystery. Behind it was an endless forest, while in front was a beautiful, shimmering lake.

Cold…

A young woman curled up as she hugged herself tightly on the finely embroidered carpet made by top Lussian craftsmen. She wore a white dress with puffed sleeves that beautifully fit her body. The dress revealed her legs, which were positioned in a suggestive manner. Her delicate face was accentuated by her subtly arched brows. Along with her rosy lips and white teeth, she radiated an air of purity.

Her shoulders were exposed to the cold, and it caused her to shiver. Snowflakes were visible on her thin eyelashes as they fluttered.

It was definitely colder than negative ten degrees Celsius.

“I’m freezing!”

Had she fallen asleep in a freezer?

In her daze, she heard someone say, “Lower the temperature!”

The voice sounded colder than the room itself.

“Who is it? Why does he keep making it colder when he knows I don’t like the cold?”

Violet finally forced herself to open her eyes. She did not want to freeze to death.

She noticed Atalian Renaissance period paintings hung on the wall. They looked blurry because her eyes were still unfocused. She looked down and saw herself lying on the floor near someone’s legs.

They were straight and long.

revealed a pair of shiny black leather

the same cold

as she attempted to push that shoe

The freezing temperature made her

the heat a bit?

go, Lucius stepped on her even harder and

going

Lucius tilted his head downward. He grabbed Violet’s chin and turned her face toward

was incredibly handsome. She had never seen

light shirt. Yet he did not show any indication of feeling cold, unlike her, who was freezing to her death.

as the surrounding temperature, and his gaze

“Sir, you’ve mistaken me for another person. I’m not Agatha. I’m—”

child? What did you do to

in confusion. She was not sure what Lucius was talking

child you were carrying?”

carrying a child…” she tried to clarify. She was so cold that her voice was barely

you abort

she could get up, he lifted her up by her collar. “You

a demon that was poised to strike. Violet struggled to catch her breath in

tried to explain, “Sir, I

don’t know me?”

while speaking. Violet’s heart sank; she

enough, he then lifted her up and tossed her onto the bed. “Looks like I have to

leaned over her and pinned her

saw him gulp. His rock-hard chest was pressed against

her. He proceeded to climb onto her body with

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