Knock, knock, knock.
The sound of knocking resonated as Atia entered Owen’s office.
She was dressed in a manner suitable for men, not in a dress. She wore no common jewelry such as earrings, necklaces, or rings.
Owen narrowed his eyes.
Even though she wasn’t adorned with a single piece of jewelry, she didn’t seem to lack dignity at all.
“You called?”
Atia greeted, slightly nodding her head.
“It feels different from what I saw in the hunting ground.”
Owen, sitting with crossed legs in his chair, spoke.
“Is that so?”
“It’s just that I wish we had talked more about what we couldn’t back then.”
Owen gestured for Atia to come closer. Atia walked slowly and stood in front of his desk.
A wooden desk displayed candlesticks and various documents.
In the sunlight streaming through the large window, Atia’s silver hair sparkled.
Observing her casual attire, Owen remarked, “You seem to enjoy wearing pants.”
“More comfortable than dresses. How can you stand them?”
Atia raised an eyebrow as if asking if there was a problem.
“A confident woman, indeed.”
Owen twisted his lips.
Women of the Feln Empire had no choice but to wear dresses even during outdoor activities. However, every time they met, except at formal occasions, Atia seemed to be wearing pants.
“There are no judging eyes here, and soundproofing isn’t an issue. So, speak freely.”
“What do you want me to say?”
Atia asked, widening her eyes as if wondering what the matter was.
“They say you’ve been cursed with black magic. Tell me about the symptoms and your current condition in detail. We couldn’t discuss much at that time due to the circumstances.”
“Oh, in detail?”
Atia hesitated before opening her mouth.
“I have irregular nosebleeds.”
“…….”
“I experience dizziness, and there are many discomforts in my daily life. Crucially, no matter how hard I try, my muscles won’t develop.”
Atia raised her sleeve slightly and flexed her arm.
“Do you see? Just like a wooden stick.”
“Perhaps your body was always like that.”
Owen, squinting his eyes, inspected Atia’s slender body, which appeared delicate with thin bones and pale skin, making her figure seem petite.
Bang.
As if feeling frustrated, Atia slammed the desk.
“No. I can change my body. It’s possible to cover it with enough effort.”
“Why are you so excited?”
“Then do I look calm?”
Atia rolled her eyes, releasing a long sigh.
“A curse where no matter how much you struggle, your body won’t change. The self-loathing every time you look in the mirror. Do you understand that pain? I’m at the point of giving up, Your Highness.”
“I don’t quite understand.”
“What are you saying?”
“Why you want to change your body. Isn’t it enough as it is now?”
Atia’s answer sounded strange to Owen, who considered delicacy a criterion for beauty in the Feln Empire.
Atia stared at Owen as if expressing frustration.
“Being healthy is great. Shoulders broad like well-trained knights, chest firm, and thighs robust. Even the buttocks should be resilient and sturdy enough that not even a needle can pierce through. It’s just perfect for appearances.”
“…….”
“Do you know the phrase ‘dadak dadak’? The bigger the muscles, the better. What I hate the most is skeletons and anchovies.”
Owen couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
“?”
Atia, sitting at the desk, looked at Owen, who was laughing, with a serious expression.
Owen, meeting her eerie gaze, immediately stopped laughing.
“Oh, my apologies. I didn’t mean to mock your words. It’s just something I’ve never heard before.”
“Anyone would think you’re mocking.”
Atia squinted her eyes and stared at Owen.
“So, you asked to build a gym in the palace.”
“Yes. When will it be completed?”
“Even if it takes a bit longer, I ordered it to be completed to your satisfaction. After all, you’re the winner of the hunting competition.”
Owen unfolded his legs in the opposite direction, leaning back.
“Yes, thank you for considering.”
“And I’ll look into the black magic soon, for the sake of your body.”
“Please investigate my family as well.”
“The Harad family?”
“Yes. Since the capital is under your jurisdiction, wouldn’t the information I can provide be more accurate than what you can find?”
“So, what can you do for me?”
“I’ll assist you when problems arise.”
Owen’s eyebrows twitched.
“When problems arise?”
“Yes. I will definitely need your help.”
“Isn’t it better to prevent problems from arising in the first place?”
Atia chuckled.
“During the process of solving problems, you might achieve even better results.”
Owen nodded at her plausible answer.
“I mentioned a few issues with the trade route development. What were they?”
“Has the 4th fleet safely reached its destination?”
At the mention of ‘4th fleet,’ Owen’s eyebrows twitched.
Atia, with a slight upturn of her mouth, continued.
“Is it taking longer to arrive than expected?”
“…….,” Owen suddenly felt uneasy. He didn’t expect her to bring up the topic of the 4th fleet.
The 4th fleet was a crucial vessel, carrying many valuable goods.
How did the Duchess find out about this information?
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
