As if concluding her story, when Yanan tried to pick up the pieces of fabric scattered on the floor, Latifa quickly grabbed her hand and sent her a pleading look.

‘It’s a perfect opportunity to learn about his family background!’

Although knowing about Hades’ family wouldn’t be of much use, Latifa couldn’t help being personally curious.

‘The cause of his twisted personality. Usually, that comes from an unhappy family background.’

When examining the backgrounds of twisted and cruel rulers, it was common to find them coming from unfortunate family environments.

“I’m curious. Who lived in this vast Caleb territory, and what about Hades’ family? Lady Hagnu helped me during the trial. Right, Yanan? Tell me!”

As Latifa persistently held onto Yanan, she reluctantly opened her mouth.

“Lady Hagnu is Lord Hades’ aunt. She is the youngest sister of the master of this territory, Lord Riyadh, Hades’ father.”

‘Here it is, Hades’ father!’

Certainly, Riyadh was expected to be a man who was no less than Hades, if not more, given his son’s personality.

‘A ruthless, merciless man with no blood or tears for his son!’

Otherwise, there would be no way to explain Hades’ twisted character.

“Who is Lord Riyadh, the master of this territory?!”

Yanan, gently stroking her chin for a moment, spoke with eyes that seemed to be reminiscing.

“Well, Riyadh Caleb. He was the most mischievous and cheerful person in Caleb. He loved children very much… He was kind, cheerful, generous, and a wise and strong supreme general. However, he really hated reading books.”

“What?!”

Latifa lost her words at the completely unexpected information.

“Despite being strict when it came to warfare, was he lenient with his family?!”
Hades’ household seemed to have a long history of being a military family.

“He often made dry jokes, so there were occasionally people who didn’t like him, but there were hardly anyone who genuinely disliked Lord Riyadh. The master is a very kind person.”

“That can’t be true…”

As the conversation drifted in a different direction, Latifa couldn’t find words to say.

Could it be an unhappy family environment?

‘Oh, maybe he passed away early, causing the distortion?!’

In Latifa’s mind, as she mourned her father, who had passed away early due to a tragic accident, images of Hades during his adolescence, with a twisted personality, were coming to the surface.

“Um… Did he pass away early?”

When Latifa cautiously asked Yanan, she chuckled as if to say, “What are you talking about?”

“He retired from the position of Supreme General, and now he enjoys his life near Nuyuta. Recently, there was news that he caught a fish as big as Lord Hades himself while riding a large ship.”

“Uh… really? No, I mean… I’m glad he’s alive. I meant that in a good way!”

As Latifa stammered in a hurry, Yanan laughed audibly, as if to say ‘hoho.’

“Well… Hades is a bit peculiar compared to others.”

“Did Hades’ mother, Miriam, pass away early? She gave birth to Hades and then passed away right away. However, that doesn’t mean that Lord Riyadh ever abused Hades during his childhood. Lord Riyadh loves Hades the most.”

So, did his crazy personality develop on its own?

‘Is that possible?’

Latifa, with many unanswered questions still in her mind, continued to touch the soft and white satin fabric without erasing them.

“…For now, since Hades received the title of Ignite, he has gained the status of a quasi-royal. The Caleb family, a millennium-old family that has held the positions of Supreme General or General for generations.”

At Yanan’s words, which seemed to be hastily muddled, Latifa felt a sense of confusion, but due to Hades entering behind her, she couldn’t ask for more details.

“Latifa.”

After greeting Hades, Yanan immediately left the dressing room. Hades stepped closer to Latifa and swiftly pulled out a sapphire hairpin.

“This doesn’t suit you.”

In the process of unraveling the silver hair, Hades, holding a faint sweet aroma of fruit and a faintly burned charcoal smell, which seemed to have just come out of the forge, emanated from him.

“You haven’t entered Hamam yet.”

‘Oh, do I have a smell?’

Seeing Hades’ sensual nostrils twitch, Latifa quickly stepped back, wondering if she was giving off a scent.

But retreating only made Hades, who approached about two steps, come closer, pressing his body close to her back.

There, standing in front of a full-length mirror, it seemed as if Hades was completely enveloping Latifa’s back.

Feeling the slight tension, Latifa nonchalantly spoke while maintaining composure.

“It’s not easy to choose clothes. Any clothes would do.”
Latifa wore a splendid attire adorned with a lily silhouette embroidered in gold thread on white silk, complemented by a white veil that slightly covered her face. Additionally, her reflection in the mirror showcased a black outfit with a long, crimson bandeau adorning her forehead, creating a sharp contrast between black and white.

“I’ve felt this before, but I’ve never seen someone who doesn’t look good in white. It’s like the color is absorbed by the clothes.”

Hades, as if fascinated, stared through the mirror at Latifa’s appearance. Despite his broad and firm chest adhering closely to her back, his gaze wasn’t directly aimed at Latifa but rather at the mirror, making it slightly less uncomfortable.

“So, you won’t wear white in the empire? It doesn’t suit your color and skin tone, huh?”

Hades asked Latifa with a smirk.

‘I’ve never really thought that white doesn’t suit me. White really complements the skin of desert people.’

Latifa unconsciously responded while gazing at Hades’ reflection in the mirror.

“Actually, white suits you really well. Look at this.”

Latifa lifted the long end of the white veil she was wearing, folding it over and slipping her arm between his neck and shoulder, examining the mirror.

‘Wait, this pose seems a bit strange?!’

Though it was an unconscious action, upon looking at the mirror, Latifa hastily lowered her arm and cleared her throat as the posture appeared strangely affectionate, like that of lovers.

Hades’ expression seemed to be trying to hold back laughter, but she deliberately ignored him.

“Well, um, white clothes…”

Trying to calm the suddenly accelerated beating of her heart, Latifa turned her gaze and spoke.

“In the empire, people usually wear white clothes on their wedding day. They wear a white dress, hold a white lily bouquet, and wear a white veil on their face… um…”

Looking at the mirror, Latifa couldn’t help but blur the end of her words.

A white veil covering her mouth, white silk clothing, and the beautifully embroidered lily silhouette on her chest.

The wedding attire in the empire seemed oddly similar to what Latifa was currently wearing.

“It’s like what you’re wearing now.”