Hayden was objectively flawless in every way.
Although there were a few areas where the internal gears were slightly visible, Lugh didn’t seem to be naive enough to fall into such a trap. He was tall, well-built, and his face was arguably the most handsome in the Empire, which was quite a pity for a potential mate.
“But it can’t be. It can’t be like this.”
Rustica Genesis had to become the pillar of the Genesis family, not as the Empress but as the one who took both the Flache Viscountcy and the Pueruli Marquisate.
Because it seemed like the greatest gift she could give to her daughter, who had lost and survived.
Thinking that, Milene got up again, straightening her posture with determination.
Since the Emperor expressed his desire to meet, there was much to prepare for.
[Star Icon]The Emperor of Perseita is not someone you can meet just because you want to.
Lugh brought two books, one of the latest novels and one of classical literature. While waiting for an audience with the Emperor, he planned to study more about the Perseita style of writing, grammar, and how to write characters.
However, somehow, the closer the imperial palace got, the less likely it seemed that the books would come in handy.
‘Attach the ‘yo’ at the end, Lugh.’
The boy soldier who used informal language all the time seemed to remember being told to attach ‘yo’ at the end just as persistently. Though Lugh initially thought of him as a kid with nothing but a strong ego, it turned out he was a little aristocrat from Perseita. For most people, polite language probably came out automatically when dealing with someone from the Perseita nobility.
Moreover, considering that his close relatives were completely wiped out, and he fought on the battlefield while being beaten in front of the dreadful barrier, it was fortunate that he didn’t go insane.
Thinking anew about how terrible Carlos’s actions were, his heart sank involuntarily.
“Viscount Flache, please enter.”
After the Imperial Guard and Imperial Relay confirmed Lugh’s face, they let the carriage pass without searching. Is this okay? Shouldn’t they be more thorough? Still, it was where the Emperor resided. Thoughts continued chaotically, one after another.
“Do we need to enhance security? About 430 years ago, a lot of people must have died here.”
Thinking about Hayden, who came back to live in a place where he lost his entire family, Shalea Palace might not be admired for its beauty. If it were her, she probably wouldn’t have wanted to come back.
The carriage rolled quietly, heading further inside. The Imperial Guard and Imperial Relay guarding the gateways opened them wide without any hindrance.
Perhaps Carlos brought the Imperial Guard that guarded Perseita Palace and had them stationed here in Kaletta. The appearances seen here were similar to what was seen in Katarth.
“But how far are we going in?”
Entering with a carriage or riding a horse into Perseita Palace was strictly prohibited. It was because disturbing the quiet palace where the Emperor resided was not allowed.
However, this was Shalea, and Lugh’s carriage was smoothly heading deep inside. During the Kaletta construction period, she had gotten off near the entrance and walked to the central palace where the Emperor was waiting.
Now the carriage had arrived in front of the palace where the Emperor’s office was located. Lugh’s eyes widened as she looked out the window. Hayden, descending the stairs towards her carriage, was visible. He tilted his head, smiling slightly at her.
His refreshing laughter once again tickled her heart, completely unaware of the subject. When the carriage stopped, Hayden approached directly, opened the door, and warmly extended his hand, filled with warmth and a smile in his gray eyes.
“Come in, my lady. I’ve been waiting.”
His words, actions, and the warmth and smile in his eyes shook her conscience without mercy. It had shaken so much that it had already become unbearable.
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
