A Different Husband Every Night (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 11
It was a dark night.
The night one week before the wedding.
Levanfel, having finished his treatment, left his bedroom and headed toward the Damask Palace.
Jaerim, having been notified in advance, was waiting at the entrance of Damask Palace alongside the Emperor’s personal knight order.
“Your Majesty.”
“The Lupeon royal family?”
“They’re waiting inside.”
Levanfel gave a quick nod and stepped into the Damask Palace.
Built around the World Tree, it had once been renowned as the palace brimming with the most vitality and beauty.
It displeased him even more that those who had tormented Teriella were staying within that very palace famed for its beauty.
‘How dare they….’
As Levanfel entered, the Lupeon royal family, who had been seated, hastily scrambled to their feet.
“Y-Your Imperial Majesty, we—”
“I won’t waste words. Which of you would prefer to take responsibility?”
As Levanfel sat down in the main seat, the knight beside him offered his sword. Levanfel drew it as if it were only natural, slicing the air.
“I clearly warned you the first time.”
“Yo-Your Majesty.”
“Wasn’t it you who ignored my warning? So someone must pay the price. Surely you didn’t think I wouldn’t hear about what happens here.”
Prince Lupeon bit his lip hard and lowered his head.
It was only a marriage arranged to fill an empty seat—why the Emperor cared this much was utterly incomprehensible.
“I’ve heard that beheading too many people before a wedding leads to an unhappy married life. So I’ll generously give you a choice.”
Levanfel waved his hand dismissively, clearly annoyed, as if he didn’t want to waste another second here.
“Choose one of your own as a sacrifice—with your own hands.”
The King of Lupeon looked up at Levanfel with a bewildered expression.
From their very first meeting, the Emperor had been one who mixed serious intent with jest.
Could this perhaps be another jest?
Even if he was infamous as a tyrant of the Grand Empire, to speak of executing royalty as though sentencing common criminals…
The King of Lupeon’s eyes darted quickly.
Emperor Levanfel. His counselor beside him. And behind the counselor, the Emperor’s personal knights.
Everyone was watching the Lupeon royal family with solemn expressions.
‘He’s serious.’
The King of Lupeon gulped. This wasn’t just the Emperor’s impulsive venting—he hadn’t acted without considering consequences.
The Emperor was acting now, fully aware this matter could escalate into a national issue.
All for Teriella.
His warning upon first stepping onto Imperial soil had been entirely sincere: “Treat Teriella like the Emperor himself whenever I’m not present.”
Behind the Emperor’s knights stood the maids of Damask Palace, expressionless—gone was their usual kindness toward the Lupeon royals.
A cold shiver ran down the King’s spine.
The Emperor’s eyes and ears were everywhere throughout the Empire. They’d assumed he’d withdrawn from politics simply because he was known as a tyrant.
The King clenched his parched lips tightly.
“Y-Your Imperial Majesty.”
Just who—or what—was Teriella to him that he’d go this far?
“I fully understand Your Majesty’s wishes—please, lay aside your anger.”
“What’s the point of understanding now? It’s too late.”
Levanfel paid no heed to the King’s excuses.
“Decide quickly. It’s laughable to think you could mistreat the Grand Empire’s future Empress and still walk out of here unharmed.”
“Slaying the royal bloodline of Lupeon with Your Majesty’s own hands would mean war.”
The King added every possible excuse he could think of to calm the Emperor.
“It would break the peace treaty, turning every nation on the continent against us…”
“I know. That’s exactly why I’m prepared. You knew I wouldn’t act without considering these things, didn’t you?”
“……”
“To let those who dared slight the Empress of the Grand Empire go unharmed would be a disgrace to my very dignity.”
Levanfel crossed his legs arrogantly and glanced toward Jaerim, who stood beside him.
“What do you think, Jaerim?”
“……Normally, I’d advise Your Majesty to exercise restraint during such a delicate time as a wedding. But this once, I agree with you completely.”
Jaerim’s cold gaze swept over the princes and princesses, who still hadn’t fully grasped the gravity of the situation.
“She will become Empress of the Grand Empire. To knowingly allow her abusers to go unpunished would stain the Empire’s honor.”
“Exactly?”
“I will handle the aftermath, Your Majesty. Please, broadly demonstrate to those who dared mock the Grand Empire its true might and prestige.”
Now that even Jaerim spoke thus, the prince and princess finally realized the severity—they turned deathly pale.
“Your Majesty, spare us!”
“Your Majesty!”
The Prince and Princess of Lupeon dropped to their knees. Since they’d already knelt once before Teriella, doing it a second time wasn’t difficult.
Yet the King of Lupeon remained stiffly upright.
Levanfel disliked that. Thinking of how they’d probably treated Teriella with that same arrogance only stoked his irritation further.
Teriella had told him not to intervene, that she’d handle it herself—but he couldn’t. Without returning the humiliation and disgrace she’d endured, he couldn’t sleep at night.
He sorely wanted to sever the King’s head right here and hang it at the city gate—but he held back, fearing Teriella would dislike it.
“If the Lupeon royal family kneels before me now and promises never to look at Teriella again, never to dare speak to her with that filthy tongue of yours, I’ll spare your necks for your sincerity.”
Rage flared in the King’s face. But what could he do? No matter how furious he was, his kingdom was but a small nation before the Grand Empire.
“If I may propose a better solution for both our nations…”
Jaerim fixed the King of Lupeon with icy eyes.
“What if we keep what happened here a secret, not even telling the Princess? Wouldn’t that be more appropriate?”
There had never been a choice to begin with. The King finally knelt.
And so, before the wedding began, the Lupeon royal family left the Empire.
Today was the wedding day.
My family fled the Empire like cowards before the ceremony even started. Probably because they couldn’t bear to witness and accept me becoming Empress with their own eyes.
‘After everything I’ve suffered, they just run away like this?’
They’d already knelt and danced for me, yet I still hadn’t fully avenged all the humiliation I’d endured.
I silently clenched my fists, grinding my teeth.
‘Fine. I’ll summon you often—over the most trivial matters!’
I vowed to make full use of the power I’d just gained.
Just seeing me as Empress of the Grand Empire would infuriate them—so I’d summon them very, very frequently!
As Jaerim and Lady Marina had said, the wedding proceeded smoothly.
Amidst glittering chandeliers and beautifully blooming flowers, Levanfel and I declared ourselves husband and wife.
Now came the final part of the ceremony.
Archpriest Elihu spoke, offering a blessing prayer:
“The two of you shall seal your eternal vow with a kiss.”
Thankfully, I wore a veil, so I wouldn’t have to meet Elihu’s eyes even if he stood directly before me.
‘Surely he wouldn’t actually kiss me…?’
I quietly stared at Levanfel through my veil. Whatever he was thinking, he turned fully to face me directly.
Lady Marina approached gently, lifted my veil with grace, then stepped back again.
The gazes upon us were so intense they felt scorching. I’d never experienced such attention and focus in my life—it kept making my body tense up.
“Princess.”
As if sensing my unease, Levanfel drew closer.
Though we’d been this near just last night, oddly, today I felt far more nervous.
Every step he took drew countless eyes. Of course—it was only natural, since Levanfel was the Emperor ruling over the Grand Empire.
And I stood here as his Empress.
“Princess. Look at me.”
Though my eyes were clearly turned toward Levanfel, I couldn’t see him—my nerves were scattered elsewhere.
As I took a deep breath, Levanfel’s large hand softly cupped my neck. The warmth of his touch against my chilled cheeks relaxed my body involuntarily.
“Were you nervous?”
I shook my head.
“You seem nervous. Princess… no, Teri.”
His lips shaped my name like a honeyed flower—sweet and fragrant.
Despite all the attention, he remained as composed as ever.
Indeed, the throne of the Grand Empire wasn’t for just anyone. He was a man of great composure, perfectly suited to be Emperor.
“Many eyes are upon us. Isn’t that right?”
He needlessly emphasized the obvious, as if seeking my confirmation.
“……Yes. It is the Emperor’s wedding, after all.”
“So understand… Teri.”
Understand what?
My confusion didn’t last. His large hands cradled my cheeks as if I were precious, then his shadow loomed closer.
“Close your eyes.”
And the moment I blinked—
“Waaaah!”
Thunderous applause and cheers crashed over my ears, and at the same instant, a soft, yielding warmth brushed against my lips.
It was a sensation I’d never felt before—a tingling shock ran from my toes to my head, indescribable in words.
His hot lips met mine through parted lips—scorching enough to steal my breath, yet refreshingly cool.
‘This should be enough…’
My first kiss left me breathless. Instinctively, I tried to push him away to survive, but Levanfel wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me tightly so I couldn’t escape.
“……”
As if declaring he’d never forgive me if I tried to flee, Levanfel chased and held me close to the very end—like a man who’d long yearned for this moment, his hunger far from satisfied.
Just a little more.
Even if I ran, he’d chase me.
And if I ran again, he’d lock me in his arms.
Levanfel would never let me go.
.
.
.
“…….”
The wedding ended without incident.
Or did it? I’m not sure.
Honestly, I don’t remember anything after the final ceremony.
I must have greeted people, waved, and spoken—but nothing remains in my memory.
My senses returned only after everyone had left, and I was alone in the Empress’s bedchamber.
‘……I didn’t expect this situation.’
Since it was the night of the wedding, I was supposed to spend my first night with Levanfel not in my usual chambers, but in the Empress’s palace.
Though he usually visited me after midnight, so sharing a room wasn’t unfamiliar—or so I’d thought.
‘Why does it feel so awkward now?’
I was so tense I felt like I might die—breathing itself felt dangerously cautious.
And this was even before Levanfel arrived! When he did, I might truly suffocate and die.
Come to think of it, even though we’d met nightly after midnight, we’d never actually slept together in the same space.
After his personal treatments, Levanfel always returned to his own chambers!
But today was different.
Tonight was the wedding night—the consummation. Today, Levanfel and I were to sleep together and greet morning as one.
“Hah…”
I steadied my trembling breath.
Moments later, footsteps approached, and a damp Levanfel opened the bedroom door.
The instant our eyes met, he froze as if his feet were rooted to the spot.
Time seemed to stop.
Levanfel neither entered the room nor left. He simply stood there, mouth slightly agape, entranced as if under a spell.
“……Your Majesty.”
His guard, unable to bear it, called out. Levanfel slowly moved toward me, as if surrendering willingly to an overwhelming fate.
The door closed quietly.
Even after the footsteps outside faded, Levanfel stood wordlessly before me, dazed.
“Ahem.”
Unable to endure the awkwardness, I cleared my throat, stealing a glance at him.
Yet Levanfel remained unmoving. He must’ve been exhausted from the long day.
“G-Good thing everyone left before midnight.”
“……You’re truly beautiful.”
“Huh?”
Our conversation seemed completely mismatched.
I looked at Levanfel in confusion. His eyes, fixed on me, were still unfocused. His slightly flushed face confirmed he was indeed tired.
“……Your Majesty, are you very tired?”
“Do I look it?”
“Yes.”
“……Indeed.”
Levanfel reached out. His palm, rough from years of gripping a sword, cupped my cheek—a sensation that jolted my entire body awake.
His thumb gently traced under my eye as if cherishing something precious, verifying its worth.
“……It’s been hard. I’ve been holding back until now.”
I understood that part…
But why was his touch growing more intense?
What had started as a gentle caress soon became rougher, until he shamelessly pinched and squeezed my cheeks as if there were no boundaries.
“……Woh heu seoyo? (What are you doing?)”
My words came out muffled under the pressure on my cheeks. Meanwhile, Levanfel smiled as if delighted by something.
“I can’t let go.”
“Euyang aeyeo. (Just let go.)”
“It’s so soft. My hands just stick right on.”
Like a child who’d finally gotten his long-desired toy, Levanfel proudly kept fondling my cheeks.
His golden eyes sparkled with pure joy. The once-stiff atmosphere had somehow grown much lighter.
Perhaps because my heart felt lighter too—I smiled bashfully, my cheeks still trapped in his hands.
“Euan anyeoyo! (Stop touching me!)”
Then, playfully, I swatted away Levanfel’s hands.
It was truly just playful.
But in that instant, Levanfel lost his balance and leaned toward me. Before I could brace myself, his full weight pressed down, and I collapsed onto the bed.
“Ohh…”
Our bodies pressed close through my thin chemise, thanks to the awkward position.
Levanfel, gazing down at me, reached out again. His hand, which had been stroking my cheek, now traced along my neck—making my body flinch involuntarily.
“Tonight…”
His voice came out strained, as if tightly reined in.
“Tonight, you won’t tell me to undress, will you? Princess… no, Empress.”
“W-Well, because I don’t have those symptoms yet…”
“What about after midnight, when my hair turns white?”
Like a child insisting on hearing the expected answer from my own lips, Levanfel pressed persistently.
“Well… that can’t be helped…”
Before I could finish—
Suddenly, his black hair began lightening.
“……Huh?”
It started turning white, right before my eyes.
I’d seen him fully transformed before, but never witnessed the change itself.
His golden eyes gleamed fiercer than usual. Thankfully, he didn’t seem pained—but watching the transformation unfold before me was strikingly vivid.
“……Now.”
Levanfel’s thumb softly brushed my lower lip. Heat surged instantly, as if catching fire.
“Will you tell me to undress now… Empress?”
Male lead first thought she played hard to get, only to realize she
really disliked him
Short intro:
What she can’t stand the most is the streets full of effeminate men, especially that so-called top beauty whom she avoids at all costs.
Shen Yaoxing looks at Jiang Mingyue, who keeps approaching her with coy shyness.
Shen Yaoxing: Bro, don’t be like this, I’m really about to throw up!
She fears nothing in heaven or earth, except for him getting close to her.
*
At first he thought she was just using the trick of feigning indifference to attract his attention. Later, he learned that she truly despised him.
This dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Mingyue, and he vowed to make her, like everyone else, fall at his feet in worship!
***
Synopsis:
Before transmigrating, Shen Yaoxing only wanted to find a reliable man to spend her life with. Who knew that after transmigrating, she would become a reliable woman herself…
A forced misandrist, highly skilled, and reliable female lead
vs.
An initially aloof and arrogant, later morbid, obsessed male lead
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