Olentia was so disgusted by his pretense of ignorance that she trembled with clenched fists and spoke.

“Don’t play games and answer straight. Your Highness knows.”

If the empress was the culprit, she thought there was a high possibility that her son, Legalis, would know. Moreover, in the prophetic dream, the assassins entered through a door in the north. It was possible that Legalis, who was currently in the grand duchy, had informed the empress about the existence of the northern door.

In fact, it was all just suspicion, but it seemed like a quite reasonable suspicion.

Olentia spoke to Legalis, who was frowning.

“There’s no law that such a thing won’t happen again, right? So please go back now.”

Legalis put his hands on his waist and burst into laughter. It was clearly a laughing face, but somehow it looked distorted. He was definitely angry.

“Don’t tell me… you suspect me? Do you think I would do something?”

Olentia answered right away.

“Yes. I’m very suspicious of you, Your Highness the Crown Prince.”

“I just came here because I wanted to see you.”

“Don’t be ridiculous! Do you think I’ll believe you if you say that?”

Olentia’s eyes blazed up. She was in the mood to throw Legalis out of the grand duchy right now.

Whether he knew or not, Legalis messed up his hair at will. Silver hair slipped through his fingers.

“Why is it so difficult with you?”

Only then did the crown prince seem to reveal his true colors.

‘So you approached me thinking I was easy?’

Olentia looked at him with bloodshot eyes and said.

“There was a reason for approaching me too, right? But you tell such an absurd lie that you like me!”

“What if I really became interested in you?”

“What, what?”

Legalis’s eyes, saying that he had become interested, seemed to be sincere at a glance. Unlike usual, the atmosphere was serious. That can’t be! Slightly flustered, Olentia stepped back and spoke.

“Forget it! I don’t need it. Please leave the grand duchy quickly. That’s all I want.”

Olentia left the fountain as it was and entered the grand duchy. Podion, who had been kept far away from the fountain, approached her and followed behind.

“Did something happen? It looked like you were fighting.”

At Podion’s words, Olentia stopped walking for a moment in the first-floor hall. She turned around and looked at Podion.

“Was it obvious that we were fighting? That’s troublesome. There were other servants too.”

“Don’t worry too much. The servants working in the grand duchy are all on your side, madam, not on the crown prince’s side.”

“Then that’s a relief.”

Thanks to Podion, her heart seemed to calm down a little. Although she was only a 5-month grand duchess, she was grateful that the people of the grand duchy always trusted and followed her, calling her madam.

Olentia went up to her room. She only hoped that Legalis would come to his senses and leave the grand duchy as soon as possible.

It was a deep night when the sound of an owl hooting could be heard. As there was a forest around the grand duchy, the sound of insects buzzing or trees swaying was well heard, which was something that could not be experienced in the Count of Armeniaca or the Grand Duchy of Geranium. However, during her stay of over a month in the grand duchy, Olentia was feeling quite comfortable.

If only the eyesore Legalis would disappear, it seemed that she could live peacefully for 4 months while giving divine power to Dimidius. To do that, she had to stop the assassins attacking the grand duchy. She wasn’t sure if closing the northern door would solve the problem.

Olentia tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. The room freshener around the bed still reminded her of when she slept in the same space as Dimidius. She thought she wouldn’t be able to sleep then, but she ended up falling asleep more casually than expected.

Olentia pulled the blanket and wrapped it around her whole body. She was only troubled by why Dimidius kept coming to her mind. When she saw his unmasked face in his office, Olentia’s heart definitely pounded.

‘It’s because it’s the first time I’ve seen such a handsome person. Definitely.’

While attending social parties in the Bonus Empire, she had seen many men, but it was the first time she had seen someone as handsome as Dimidius.

She tried hard to change the direction of her thoughts and ignored her pounding heart. That was the best she could do.

It was then.

Suddenly the door swung open and a low voice rang out in the darkness.

“Ugh! I need it right now. The touch of the lady…”

It was definitely Dimidius. Startled, Olentia kicked off the blanket and sat up to look ahead. Dimidius was suffering, exhaling rough breaths. It was dark and not certain, but it felt like his back was writhing.

Olentia hurriedly approached him and held his hand. She held both hands and transmitted divine power. However, even so, Dimidius could not calm down and was unusually panting.

‘What should I do? He’s suffering so much!’

After much contemplation, Olentia kissed the back of Dimidius’s hand. She hoped that another contact would help him. As she pressed her lips, Dimidius seemed to flinch slightly.

As he slowly sat down, he spoke.

“Lady. The crown prince won’t do. Anyone but him.”

Olentia raised her eyebrows at the absurd words.

“What are you talking about? What did I do with His Highness the Crown Prince?”

Then she remembered being with him at the fountain during the day.

Olentia spoke to Dimidius with a doubtful heart.

“I told His Highness the Crown Prince to leave the grand duchy now in front of the fountain. Don’t misunderstand.”

“Every time I see you with him, my heart feels like it’s being torn apart.”

She couldn’t understand why he was suddenly being honest. Olentia was at a loss for words. Dimidius’s words just now were no different from a confession. That he was interested in her, so he didn’t want to see her with another man. He looked pitiful, collapsing from the pain of frenzy yet still revealing his heart.

Olentia swallowed her saliva, bent down like him who was sitting, and reached out to Dimidius’s mask.

“Touching the face instead of the hand might help.”

As she took off the mask like that, Dimidius suddenly hugged her tightly.

Thud!

The startled Olentia dropped the mask, and Dimidius grabbed her head tightly and spoke.

“Don’t look. At my face.”

“Why, why? Why can’t I?”

“I hate my face that resembles my father’s. That’s why I don’t show it to anyone.”

Dimidius confessed like that while burying his face deeply in Olentia’s shoulder. He seemed to have lost strength rapidly as he leaned his whole body against Olentia, only exhaling deep breaths. He must have gone into a frenzy and lost his energy.

Olentia quickly lifted him up before Dimidius lost consciousness. Then she laid him on the bed and pushed his legs into the bed. Even just lifting his legs felt heavy.

It seemed that the divine power was insufficient to stop Dimidius’s frenzy.

Olentia hesitated a little, then settled beside him and touched the face of Dimidius, who was breathing with his eyes closed. As she slowly stroked with her hand, Dimidius flinched his eyelids.

She couldn’t touch him so boldly in the office. She was only anxious about whether he would wake up and what kind of reaction he would have.

Olentia slowly caressed his forehead, bridge of the nose, cheeks, and lips. While deceiving herself that it was an act of giving divine power. Dimidius’s lips were plump and soft. Now that her eyes were accustomed to the darkness, she could see his face in more detail.

Was his relationship with his father, James Belial, not good?

He hated his own face because he resembled him and even wore a mask. Her heart was troubled and she was worried about Dimidius.

How long had she been caressing his face? Dimidius eventually found stability, exhaling steady breaths.

Olentia stayed by his side for a long time and fell asleep.

Dimidius, who regained consciousness and opened his eyes, hurriedly touched his face. He thought it was a dream, but it seemed he really showed his unmasked face in front of Olentia. He wasn’t sure if he could get along with Olentia as before. Dimidius let out a deep sigh and looked at Olentia sleeping beside him for a moment.

Olentia was sleeping in a huddled posture, lost in thought. Looking at her sleeping figure, having given him all the blankets, it seemed he couldn’t get angry at her for taking off his mask. He was just afraid of getting this close. He felt the need to try his best to distance himself from Olentia for the time being.

Olentia had taken up too much space in his life, so he needed to reduce it a bit. He wasn’t sure if he could really end the marriage after 4 months.

Dimidius slowly got out of her bed. Then he covered Olentia’s body with the blanket and returned to his bedroom with the mask. It seemed that he would have to hold his heart firmly and avoid Olentia in the future.

“No more.”

His voice shattered and flew away with the wind coming from the window.

As soon as she woke up, Olentia got up in a hurry like when she had a prophetic dream. She was confused whether the night’s events were a dream or reality. It was more so because there was no one next to her.

Olentia swept her finger over the place where Dimidius had been lying with a desolate face. She felt like she was really going crazy, not knowing why her heart felt so empty.

Olentia tried to come to her senses and took a bath first. After washing and dressing up, she went to the dining room. She thought Dimidius would be sitting there reading the newspaper.

However, Dimidius was nowhere to be seen, and only the food she would eat was on the table.

Olentia asked the maids in the dining room with a puzzled face.

“His Highness? Will he not have breakfast today?”