He just created an atmosphere that seemed indifferent today but was actually very carefully orchestrated. Leaning his graceful face on his lover’s thigh while lifting her to look at her face, he gazed up at her. The light blue shirt hung long, making him look clean and refreshing.

“What did those guys bring?”

Hayden asked very innocently. But Rue wasn’t an innocent teenage girl, so she immediately realized the danger in those words. This guy is not in his right mind.

“What did they bring?”

“If they say they want to marry the Southern Sage, they need to bring a dowry. If you ask me to be satisfied with nothing but a poor body and insufficient intelligence, just being a Marquess or Viscount won’t add up. You need to bring more.”

Hayden’s critique was ruthless. Rue, surprised, asked.

“Is the son of the Svenya Marquis that ugly?”

Hayden looked at her with a displeased expression.

“Why exclude the son of Alanca Marquis?”

“Is he considered ugly……?”

He raised his head from Rue’s thigh.

“A bit?”

“…It’s not an ugly face.”

Rue, with her gray eyes wide open, carefully answered Hayden’s expression. That’s right. It’s definitely not an ugly face.

“So, is my face better than yours?”

“Where do you put your face to compare it?”

“And what about the body?”

She smiled brightly.

“I don’t know because I haven’t experienced it.”

Hayden stood up abruptly.

“Sit. I’m not interested in that side, so stop talking about killing or whatever. Sit. Quickly.”

Even though he had intended to go to kill someone, he couldn’t help but sit again at the gesture to sit.

“Even if I’m completely drunk, you’re not interested?”

The man who had lifted her up and asked, with alcohol flowing all the way to the top of his head, was caught off guard.

Honestly, who would be caught by such a man when he’s drunk? He’s the one who got caught. Rue was the one who started the conversation that day, but the gazes going back and forth started with Hayden. The gaze was so persistent and hot that she couldn’t help but turn her head to him.

“If I get drunk, you’ll take me away, right? There’s no time to look at other men, right?”

“Don’t look. I’ll always be by your side, so don’t look at other guys.”

Only then did the deeply hidden jealousy reveal itself in the suppressed voice. He had been corroded by jealousy for a very long time, even before coming here.

“Don’t look. I’ll reject everyone. It’s obvious.”

“I know. Because those guys who stick to you without any effort are the same, right?”

The tone of her spitting out was very harsh. Her eyes were even more sinister.

“Do you have any sense knowing that some guys are watching while daring to……”

His teeth grinded together. Rue gently stroked him.
When her touch reached, the tension in the heavily strained eyes softened, and the rigid jaw became gentle. However, as soon as her hand passed, the angles became sharp again. It’s unbearable to endure the frustration bubbling from within, and it’s not worth considering the petty levels of those who don’t deserve to be called achievements.

Daring. It felt equally distasteful to exclude Rue from the position of the Empress and to boast about their pathetic conditions without making an effort on such a topic. Eventually, Hayden, grumbling, rested his forehead on Rue’s lap.

“I’m so angry that it feels like my head is going to fly off.”

Rue just listened. The intense pain swelled up and subsided repeatedly.

“I’ve tried so hard to be by your side, to become someone who suits you, but those bastards…”

Afraid that more vicious curses might spill out, he bit his tongue.

One should at least be an Emperor to barely say hello to such a person. Rustica Genesis was that for him. He had to shake an entire empire to see her face and could welcome her comfortably. She was such a precious and valuable person.

“Yeah, I understand.”

“You understand?”

“Yeah. I know. I’m the one who made you upset because it bothered you the most. I have the qualification to be by your side.”

Those who have struggled intensely and shed tears recognize their kindred spirits. Rue tightly suppressed the urge to stretch out her hand, twist and turn it, fold it, and put her head down, remembering the days when she had to endure, wriggle, lie down, and turn away.

“…How important is that?”

Hayden, who looked at her mumbling quietly, got up.

“No, sit back down.”

Rue instinctively grabbed him like a knight. If she just left him, blood would surely be shed somewhere. No, even that blood would be wiped away, and the traces would disappear, and he would come back with a flawless face, smiling.

After all, things would be messed up without anyone knowing, after I had done something. While I’m relieved that she listens to what I say, Hayden, on the contrary, raised Rue, who was also struggling.

“Come on, let’s go. Let’s go together.”

“Where? Hey, you’re not telling me to watch you turn over the Svenya Marquis, are you?”

Hayden, who was walking with her waist in his arms according to her pace, chuckled looking down.

“That’s fine too, but something else.”