Even after rubbing her eyes and looking again, she was unmistakably Elizabeth Keaton.
“Hello, Lady Damon, and sir.”
Elizabeth’s upturned eyes softly closed.
“Let’s get out of here.”
“…”
Sherri Damon didn’t easily take the hand I extended.
Instead, she looked at me with suspicion and caution, like a fluffed-up cat.
“…How did you get here?”
Her previously bright expression turned cold the moment she realized I was the person who could help her escape the isolated space.
It was a look as if she was seeing not a savior but a thief.
It wasn’t surprising.
“I walked here.”
“Now is not the time for jokes!”
“Um, Lady Damon? Can we talk for a…”
As I cautiously approached to calm Sherri, she moved a few steps away from me, letting out a sharp cry. Her brother, Cloud, did the same.
He glared at me with eyes full of distrust and hugged his sister.
“Stay away. Lady Elizabeth Keaton.”
‘Hmm, I only told the truth.’
The atmosphere not only failed to improve but worsened. It was a loss.
‘Am I a fool for saying that I walked here?’
Zero blamed me too.
‘What, can’t I even joke?’
It’s sad, so sad.
The effect of the 100 points of favorability that I received as a subquest was minimal!
‘If it weren’t for that, would I have been immediately kicked out?’
‘…Shouldn’t they have given me a bit more favorability?’
‘That’s strictly prohibited by higher-ups.’
Damn higher-ups! Spit!
As I was grumbling inwardly, Rus and Michael stepped forward.
The two saluted Sherri and Cloud with respect.
“It’s good to see you alive, Lady Damon, sir.”
“We know who we are, so let’s skip the formalities. It’s good you’re alive.”
At Michael and Rus’s words, Cloud spoke on behalf of Sherri.
He didn’t miss out on any details as he asked his questions.
“…I am genuinely glad to meet you as well, Knight Michael, and Wizard Rus. Were the words outside the magical barrier your doing, Rus?”
“Yes. I did it.”
When Rus admitted it, the face of Sherri, who was standing behind Cloud, twisted even more.
“Thank you for coming to rescue us. But Rus, how did you come to be with Lady Keaton? You’re not suggesting she has done something nefarious to your friends in Siena, are you?”
The words about Elizabeth lacked trust or even courtesy.
‘I’ve been victimized by the real Elizabeth so much, after all.’
Even after I’d taken over, in order to maintain the villainess Elizabeth position, I’d acted terribly; their cold response was understandable.
I’m human too, so I’m a little hurt and tired.
“It’s not like that. I just came to save you all. By the way, could you be my allies for retaking the capital?”
“How are we supposed to believe that?”
Sherry Damon retorted sharply, scrutinizing me with her blue eyes.
“You attended the wedding of the Crown Prince and Crown Princess. I remember a special interview published on the front page of a third-rate gossip column the day before the wedding. The princess herself had visited the newspaper for that interview, right? You said you’d attend the wedding as a guest in a ridiculous black dress, like mourning attire.”
“I didn’t know you’d actually wear it. The newspaper loved your crazy antics, didn’t they? Your photo was distributed even before the wedding ended.”
‘Ah, that trashy gossip column.’
I vividly remembered the title from that sensational newspaper that only featured scandals.
The Empire’s villainess, Princess Elizabeth Keaton, chooses mourning attire for her wedding outfit…
Congratulations or a curse? A sensational interview with tightly-wound Princess Elizabeth Keaton revealed.
Will problem-child Princess Keaton mess things up again this time?
‘Ah, I thought I could just go home and let it all be over, who cares what they write.’
You really can’t predict life.
I let out a hollow laugh, recalling the provocative article titles, and Sherry laid into me again.
“Almost all the guests either couldn’t leave the wedding venue or turned into something worse than dead. How did you come out unscathed?”
“I was lucky.”
I couldn’t possibly say I escaped by beheading the zombified Siena.
I tried to brush it off, but it didn’t work on Sherry.
Rather, it stoked her anger even more.
“Lies! If someone as wicked as you was lucky, then… why couldn’t our parents be?”
“Sherry…”
“Why, why! Why couldn’t our parents come out as unscathed as you…”
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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