A Different Husband Every Night (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 14
Afternoon, in the office.
“…And here are the candidates for your personal maids, Your Majesty. Please select the ones you prefer, and let me know—I’ll take care of the rest.”
“Jaerim.”
“Yes, Your Majesty.”
“If you’re going to smile, then smile. If you’re going to be serious, then be serious. Just pick one, okay?”
“Hehe… Ah! I’m sorry.”
Jaerim trembled his shoulders, his face flushed red. Seeing him so obviously trying to suppress his laughter only made my blood boil.
“Ah! If you’re going to do that, just laugh already! Laugh!”
“How could I possibly dare laugh in front of Your Majesty…”
“The window was left open, so flower petals drifted in! Ah! Seriously!”
“Yes. I didn’t say a word. His Imperial Majesty was genuinely delighted.”
Out of all the moments, it had to be that ridiculous petal scene that Jaerim caught me in.
‘Mew. Just you wait till you get here.’
I gritted my teeth and began calmly plotting how to kill the god Semula.
Then I glanced at the list of personal maid candidates Jaerim had handed me.
“…Jaerim. Do you have a younger sister?”
“Oh. I see Iana has applied to be a personal maid… No wonder she was waiting outside.”
“You have a younger sister?”
Jaerim nodded nonchalantly.
“She’s much younger than me. And for your information, we don’t look alike at all. People always ask when they hear I have a sister, so I thought I’d save you the trouble.”
“I assumed you were an only child.”
“That’s also something I hear often. I do have siblings, but we’ve never spent much time together—so it’s practically the same as being alone.”
I stared at the name “Iana Ascal” for a moment before asking,
“Would you like to have your sister with you?”
If he wanted it, I was willing to grant it. Being the Empress’s personal maid was an honor for any young noblewoman.
Since Jaerim was an exceptional Chief Counselor, I’d even considered reserving one position for his kin.
“No.”
But Jaerim flatly refused. When he lifted his eyes to meet mine, his expression was chillingly cold.
“Why?”
“As I’ve mentioned before, I serve only His Majesty. If Iana were to become Your Majesty’s personal maid…”
“You’re worried it’d be harder for them to use me?”
“Precisely. And my sister would be in danger as well.”
“So you’re not the heartless man I thought—you’re actually a doting older brother to your sister?”
“She’s the youngest, so our parents adore her. If she ever cries, I’ll be in serious trouble.”
“But it’s fine if I’m in danger?”
“Truthfully, if Your Majesty were ever in real danger, the Atherian Empire would already be on the brink of collapse. The only times an Empress faces peril are when the imperial authority has already fallen or been overthrown. So that scenario simply won’t happen.”
“You really are a man of steel, Jaerim.”
“I’ve never wielded a sword, but I’ve been told I’m as sharp as one many times.”
Jaerim wasn’t wrong. He was a man devoted solely to the Emperor.
Naturally, he wouldn’t want to treat even his own family as mere pawns on a chessboard.
“Jaerim. I’m letting you have your way because you do such excellent work. I won’t appoint Iana as my personal maid.”
“I’m honored, Your Majesty.”
“Since I clearly can’t judge this myself, please select a few suitable candidates for me. I’m counting on you.”
Jaerim took back the documents from me.
“…In that case, as a token of my gratitude, this time I’ll choose maids not for His Majesty’s sake, but for yours, Your Majesty. I’ll pick kind-hearted girls who’ll genuinely help with your daily life—not those seeking power.”
“That’s music to my ears.”
Jaerim bowed and stepped outside. But the moment he did, a shrill voice rang out clearly from beyond the door.
“Brother! Brother!! Did you just finish talking to the Empress about the personal maid position?! How did it go?!”
Her voice alone made it obvious she was still a child. I interlaced my fingers under my chin and nodded with a smile.
‘Hmm. Good thing I didn’t choose her.’
She’s this loud even knowing I’m inside.
So she really is just an innocent, clueless little girl?
“Ah, why won’t you tell me! I’m curious too!”
Heh. And she’s even throwing a tantrum now. I’m glad I listened to Jaerim.
“I even practiced what to say to congratulate the Empress on the marriage!”
This is seriously grating on my ears.
“I heard it too! They said flower petals bloomed on both your beds this morning?!”
Hold on. Who told this little child such a thing? What scum even does that?!
Actually, never mind that—how do petals “bloom” on a bed? Huh?!
There were petals, yes, but they weren’t those petals!
“I was going to say my congratulations… Aaah! Brother, that hurts!! It hurts! Mom said this was a joyful occasion worth celebrating!!”
She’s occasionally quite adorable, but I definitely don’t need her close by.
Hahaha. Flower petals, indeed. Hahaha. Hahaha.
I laughed as I crumpled the document in my hand.
‘Damn you, Mew…’
Just you wait till you come back. Hahaha.
***
Meanwhile.
Ever since their wedding night, Levanfel couldn’t focus on work at all.
While documents piled neatly on his desk, Levanfel simply sat with his fingers interlaced, silently staring into space.
When this state persisted from morning well into the afternoon, Jaerim finally spoke up.
“Your Majesty. Has something happened?”
“Jaerim.”
Levanfel called out to him immediately, as if he’d been waiting for Jaerim to ask.
“Something feels… off.”
Levanfel’s eyes, still interlaced, flashed fiercely. Surprised by his unusually serious expression, Jaerim hurried to his master’s side.
“Who seems suspicious? Did something occur with Her Majesty? Or did you notice someone suspicious at the wedding?”
Right. Lately, everything had been going too smoothly.
While some rejoiced at the long-vacant Empress’s seat finally being filled, there were surely factions opposing it.
Despite the continent-wide truce agreement maintaining a general ceasefire, the situation was as precarious as walking a tightrope.
This continent was far too accustomed to invasion and plunder.
Anyone seeing something valuable in another’s hands would instantly reveal their instincts and draw their blades.
Yet even during the Emperor’s wedding, they remained silent. That silence bothered Jaerim even more.
“Your Majesty, please tell me. I’ll verify the situation myself. Just give me a hint.”
“…I have absolutely no memory.”
“What?”
Had someone slipped him poison?
Jaerim had seen Levanfel exposed to death countless times since childhood. He should have built up immunity to most poisons by now.
Clearly, something serious had occurred.
Overcoming such crises—that was precisely the duty of a Chief Counselor.
Jaerim gazed at Levanfel with solemn resolve.
In his mind, he instantly reviewed available troops, neutral nobles, neighboring nations maintaining friendly ties, and allied states that would readily offer aid.
“Speak, Your Majesty. As long as I stand by you, you will never suffer defeat.”
Jaerim declared confidently and reassuringly. Levanfel, who had been staring into space, slowly looked up at him.
His eyes, usually sharp and clear, now appeared unusually dull and burdened.
That spirit—unwavering even when nearly killed by his own mother—was now visibly shaken.
This was terrifying.
Jaerim swallowed hard, bracing himself for Levanfel’s next words.
“…Teriella…”
The Empress. Her name had been spoken.
Could it possibly be Her Majesty? But just earlier, when they’d met about the personal maid matter, she’d shown no odd behavior.
Had everything been an act? If so, it was flawless acting.
As Levanfel spoke word by word, Jaerim mentally sketched out countless scenarios.
What if the Empress were an enemy? What if she’d been approaching Levanfel with hidden motives all along?
Levanfel let out a deep sigh.
Jaerim, his longtime friend and master—the Emperor who ruled this empire—looked utterly drained.
Just as Jaerim reached out to comfort his shoulder, Levanfel spoke again.
“…Teriella touched me, but I have no memory of it.”
The words that came out were utterly unexpected.
“Teriella definitely touched me—that much is crystal clear—but everything after that is blank, Jaerim.”
“…”
“It felt like I closed my eyes and opened them again, and they were saying it was morning. Ha. I’m going crazy. What kind of idiot falls asleep on a night like that?”
Something really was off.
“Teriella’s expression this morning was just… Ha. She seemed to be forcing a smile. Of course she would. Honestly, I…”
Levanfel glanced at the decorative sword hanging on the wall.
“I deserve to die.”
“Are you… referring to consummation?”
“What else could possibly be more important?”
Levanfel stared at Jaerim incredulously, as if asking, “Are you serious? Is there anything bigger than this?”
They say men change after marriage—and emperors are no exception.
Jaerim gave up trying to understand Levanfel and simply smiled wryly.
All those armies and nations he’d just imagined were now laughing at him, waving mockingly.
“Yes. Please keep worrying about it alone.”
Just as Jaerim turned to leave brusquely, Levanfel spoke again, utterly serious.
“No, Jaerim. I mean it.”
“Yes. I know you do. That’s exactly why I’m telling you to handle it alone.”
Jaerim turned back and returned to his seat. Then, taking over for the still-dazed Levanfel, he resumed work.
But Levanfel remained just as serious.
‘My memory really just cut off abruptly. It wasn’t sleep.’
It felt like someone had deliberately carved out that memory. Levanfel stared into the void.
If the Saintess had tampered with my memories…
‘Ha. Just how awful must I have been?’
Dark clouds gathered over Levanfel’s face.
***
I returned from the Empress’s quarters back to the main palace bedroom.
The first thing I did was upgrade Mew’s hamster house, in case he returned anytime soon.
Since it was supposedly where a god slept, it felt wrong not to add jewels—so I added some.
I asked the maids to get a proper hamster bed and even commissioned a new golden exercise wheel.
‘Maybe this’ll make him abandon his plan to destroy the world?’
I happily admired the jewel-encrusted, sparkling hamster house. Then, tapping the empty house with my finger, I hummed a modified tune:
“Little hamster, little hamster, I’ll give you gems—please spare the world from doom.”
Just then, a soft voice came from behind—where I’d assumed no one was.
“Teriella.”
Had my name ever sounded so warm, like smooth milk? It felt like pouring a lump of sugar straight into my mouth.
I tilted my head back to see Levanfel standing there—when he’d arrived, I had no idea. He glanced briefly at the empty hamster house.
“Did your hamster disappear?”
“Oh, he’s going through puberty—he ran away for a bit. But he said he’d come back.”
“…So that’s why you added jewels?”
“I thought he’d like them.”
Levanfel looked at me with an expression of complete bewilderment.
I tore my gaze from the empty hamster house and stood up. But the Levanfel facing me now had black hair, not white.
“Huh? It’s not midnight yet.”
“That’s right.”
“Then why are you here?”
Levanfel smiled faintly as he watched me tilt my head in confusion.
“Why? Am I not allowed to visit?”
Well, it’s not that you’re forbidden…
“We’re married now. So I’d like the Empress to call me by name more comfortably.”
“Call you by name?”
“Yes. You know my name.”
“I do… but where have you ever heard of an Empress casually using the Emperor’s name?”
“Right here.”
Levanfel smiled, gently twirling a strand of my hair with his fingertip.
“Strictly speaking, the Empress holds the upper hand. Without you, I can’t do anything.”
“W-well… that’s true.”
“I’d better behave well, then, so the Empress won’t abandon me.”
Each time his hand, pretending to adjust my hair, accidentally brushed my cheek, a warm flush spread through me.
“Don’t abandon me, Teriella.”
Levanfel smiled—playfully, yet with utter seriousness.
I couldn’t tell what was genuine and what was jest.
“Huh?”
Since I didn’t respond, he pressed again, seeking an answer. I took a small step back, tucking my hair behind my ear.
“N-no, I won’t abandon you. W-why would I abandon a person?”
“You promise? …Teriella. About last night…”
A strange tension flickered across Levanfel’s smiling face.
“Did I… do something wrong?”
“Wrong? You didn’t do anything wrong.”
Of all the things to ask with such a tense expression—did I do something wrong? What even happened last night?
I carefully retraced my memories.
We’d held the wedding, then stayed together in the Empress’s chamber—until Mew put us to sleep, so nothing else happened.
“Really?”
At my reassurance, Levanfel’s face lit up as brightly as if stars had appeared.
“Then… then I did well?”
Did well? The question felt odd, but I supposed he was really asking if he’d made any mistakes due to nervousness.
“Yes. Though… well…”
“Yes?”
“If I had to pick one thing—it was the kiss during the wedding ceremony.”
He’d kissed me suddenly without warning, just to deceive everyone. If only he’d discussed it with me first, I wouldn’t have been so startled—and might have even enjoyed it.
I’d planned to let it go since it was in the past, but he insisted on asking.
At my answer, Levanfel’s body stiffened as if struck by a curse.
“The kiss… was wrong?”
“Well… if I must say it.”
Of course, I understood it had been necessary under the circumstances.
Shock flooded Levanfel’s face. He covered his face with a large palm.
Between his spread fingers, his golden eyes trembled as if caught in an earthquake.
‘Why is he like this?’
Had he truly never made a mistake in his entire life?
Seeing him so devastated over his own error—as if utterly unable to forgive himself—I tilted my head in confusion.
“Do it again.”
“What?”
“That can’t be.”
Levanfel declared firmly, then stepped toward me again. Before I could even process what he was doing, his hand encircled my waist and pulled me close.
‘Wait… this feels…’
A strange sense of déjà vu washed over me.
This was exactly like the scene at the wedding yesterday.
Levanfel tilted my chin upward. His eyes, so close to mine, burned with crimson desire.
“You know what I’m about to do next, don’t you?”
Slowly, he turned his head to the side—as if giving me time to refuse.
I knew. We’d already done it once yesterday.
“Push me away if you don’t want it.”
He murmured so softly it was almost inaudible. That whisper felt like a siren’s song.
An irresistible, bewitching temptation.
Otherwise, there’d be no reason for me to be closing my eyes like this.
Male lead is a Love-Obsessed Merman
When he discovers she has gone, he risks everything to pursue her on land, enduring agonizing pain to transform his tail into human legs…
One-line summary: Male lead chases female lead. The male lead’s love is a bit sick, an invincible love brain.
Synopsis
During a voyage at sea, Jiang Yang accidentally captures a merman.
Servant: I heard that mermen are fierce and brutal.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman obediently rubbing her palm like a puppy: “You call this fierce and brutal?”
Servant: I heard that mermen have no human nature.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman with wet puppy eyes, obsessively calling her ‘A Yang’ like a childish infant: “You call this having no human nature?”
With great difficulty, she releases the merman back into the sea and returns to shore.
Who would have thought that in less than half a month, the merman, who should have been freely wandering in the South China Sea, would shed his scales, endure the pain of losing his tail, transform into human legs, and come ashore to find her?
He kneels at her feet, rubbing her palm, with merman tears rolling down: “A Yang, don’t abandon me.”
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