‘They will need help to re-enter the capital.’
That was something she could offer, if things went as planned.
Whitney spent hours reading in one position. Rubbing her stiff neck, she leaned against the wall and blinked blankly at the shadow of the window on the wall.
“Time has passed so quickly.”
It took time, but there were significant findings.
Her father had a sister, and there were many territories included in the Orléans Ducal House, including lands granted by the royal family. Lands that couldn’t be touched unless by the head of the house.
Fortunately, her stepmother, being the acting head, couldn’t sell those lands.
“That’s a relief. Otherwise, they might have already been sold.”
Whitney slowly stood up and looked out the window. She liked the attic more than disliked it. It was a space her father made for her, as she loved looking at the sky.
It was small for her now that she had grown, but it was important to her, filled with memories.
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Creak
As the window opened, a gust of wind entered, carrying the sound of old wood. The red hues of the sunset slowly spread across the sky.
Whitney thought the knight who had embarrassed the Orléans Ducal House in public would be dismissed, as it would also be problematic for fundraising. And it happened just as she thought.
Her stepmother, who had sprained her back, threw objects at Whitney in anger, following the doctor’s advice to refrain from moving. Eventually, Whitney got a wound on her forehead but covered it with her bangs.
She had self-taught knowledge of herbs, a survival instinct from enduring injuries since childhood. The medicines given by her stepmother never really worked. If she hadn’t known her herbs, her body would have been too wounded to bear.
Thankfully, there were dried herbs in the attic. She carefully applied them to her forehead and looked in the mirror.
‘This wound should heal quickly.’
Now that her wound was treated, all that was left during her house arrest was to read the books she had in her room. There were more books about the Orléans Ducal House than she expected, so it was a good opportunity for her to read them.
Flipping through the pages, Whitney was surprised to see a name written next to her father’s.
Victorian?
“Father had a sister.”
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She thought her father had no siblings, as no one appeared at the funeral.
Lady Rubenness. Not a capital noble, but married to Count Rubenness, a renowned border count. From the lack of further records, it seemed they had lost contact.
‘…Maybe I should send a letter?’
She would start with a letter asking how they were doing. Perhaps they could be a strong support for her.
Considering the Rubenness family’s emphasis on trade, Whitney thought of an irresistible offer to tempt them. She pondered what they might need.
Rubenness had fallen out of favor with the king and was relocated to the border. Though having connections and a reputable family name, falling out of the king’s favor was a significant blow.
‘They will need help to re-enter the capital.’
That was something she could offer, if things went as planned.
Whitney spent hours reading in one position. Rubbing her stiff neck, she leaned against the wall and blinked blankly at the shadow of the window on the wall.
“Time has passed so quickly.”
ads
It took time, but there were significant findings.
Her father had a sister, and there were many territories included in the Orléans Ducal House, including lands granted by the royal family. Lands that couldn’t be touched unless by the head of the house.
Thankfully, her stepmother, being the acting head, couldn’t sell those lands.
“That’s a relief. Otherwise, they might have already been sold.”
Whitney slowly stood up and looked out the window. She preferred the attic, as her father had made it for her to watch the sky.
Though small for her now, it was an important place filled with memories.
Creak
As the window opened, a gust of wind entered along with the sound of old wood. The red hues of the sunset slowly spread across the sky.
“I wonder how His Highness the Prince is doing? I don’t know how to contact him.”
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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