Dragonlord Melpheus was extremely polite to Ru. Now that she thought about it, it was a way of showing respect as fellow sages. He still floated magic circles on the sand, extending his hand to Ru.
“I heard you woke up suddenly because of yesterday’s incident.”
She said, placing her hand on his.
“Her Majesty said you can sleep when you’re dead. It’s a very cruel thing to say to a dragon who hasn’t slept for over 450 years.”
Ru gave a bitter smile. The surroundings, which had become bright in no time, lost the sea breeze that had been blowing on the beach. They were back at the Alselot Palace.
In this garden full of different kinds of flowers and trees than the Shalea Palace, there was a large lake. Ru looked at the elegant swans floating on the lake.
“Aren’t you tired if you don’t sleep?”
“When a dragon talks about sleep, it means a long sleep of hundreds or thousands of years, my dear.”
Melpheus laughed as if it were interesting.
“Oh, I see. I don’t know much because I’ve only been in Kaleta. Please teach me a lot.”
“Young one has plenty of time. The secret to enduring that long time is to gradually learn everything. Having many new things makes it less boring, you see.”
It was an experience that only those who had lived for an unimaginably long time could share.
“Of course, the world is changing rapidly, and with rapid changes come pouring in new things. New people are particularly interesting. But, let me tell you.”
Melpheus swiftly passed through the garden and entered the Alselot Palace.
“The most interesting and troublesome person I’ve encountered in all my years of living is none other than…”
“Her Majesty?”
“Her Majesty is the second most interesting and troublesome being. The first is Carlos Arthur Ingram.”
“Ah.”
Ru nodded. That made sense.
“Was he like that from the beginning?”
“Greed can arise in anyone, even in those naturally good and humble. I witnessed his corruption over time. He collected treasures one by one, absorbed power until he became so strong that I could barely drive him away.”
The Alselot Palace was bustling with preparations for the banquet.
This time, the Dragonlord, considered a big shot by the eastern nobles, was planning to attend the banquet, so naturally, not only the Alsmone Union but also other eastern nobles would come. Therefore, the scale of the banquet would be very large and incredibly splendid. It was no ordinary event; it was a banquet held in the east.
“Of course, if you have any questions about what happened afterward, what kind of person he is, Young One will know much better than me. Feel free to ask anything else within my knowledge.”
There were many things she was curious about.
“Except for tedious things like what a sage does. That’s something Young One will handle.”
“Is that okay, though?”
“What does Ophelia do?”
“She temporarily handed over the duties of Matopju to His Majesty.”
“But she’s a western sage. The position can’t be handed over just because His Majesty asked.”
Right. He temporarily entrusted Matopju to Hayden, not the position of a western sage.
Ru hesitated for a moment and then asked the question she was really curious about.
“Then, what happened to the northern sage?”
Roderick Callahan, Ophelia’s disciple and a former 2nd-class knight of the Imperial Knights, said the northern sage went missing when Carlos rebelled.
“Has a new sage appeared?”
Dragonlord Melpheus looked at Ru for a moment as if pondering.
“Didn’t Her Majesty tell you?”
Ru didn’t know English and nodded. Melpheus looked at Ru for a moment and then smiled slyly.
“Indeed, Her Majesty is someone who hides many things. I thought she would tell Young One at least. Surprising.”
It was quite a meaningful statement.
As they headed toward their destination, Hayden stood there, giving various instructions to those surrounding him.
Watching Melpheus confidently heading in that direction, Ru felt a bit annoyed.
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
