“I am Timothy, the butler of this castle.”
Bercheria was standing face to face with a man who had come to see her, his hair white.
“Hello.”
As she greeted him, the wrinkled eyes behind his glasses widened.
“You have a very pleasant voice.”
Bercheria bit back a faint smile.
With instincts far superior to humans, she recognized at a glance.
The man who had introduced himself as Timothy was quite profound and a good person.
“There was a reason for that.”
“Yes, I am fine. The Duke has asked me to invite you to lunch.”
“Ah. Lunch?”
Timothy, expecting a ready acceptance, found Bercheria’s hesitation a bit strange.
Still, he thought, she could not refuse the Duke’s invitation at that moment.
Then she asked.
“Is the woman he’s going to marry also with him?”
“Yes, Princess Kelita will also be dining.”
“Ah. I see.”
Waiting for an inevitable acknowledgment with a troubled expression, this time the woman responded with a face that was rather excited.
“Thank you, but I think it would be better if I didn’t go.”
“What?”
“He must have had no choice but to say so.”
Bercheria decided not to act naive.
Just before, he had casually brushed her hair aside, saying he would see her at the dining table.
She wondered if he had sent someone to take responsibility for what he had said at that moment, but when she heard that the woman he was going to marry was there, she understood his intention.
It was merely a courtesy.
She almost misunderstood.
If Bercheria had retained all the memories of her previous awakeners, she wouldn’t have had so many thoughts.
Perhaps her mother wanted Bercheria to struggle and suffer even if she went outside the tower.
Considering that she wanted to take away all her strength, memories, and everything.
“I appreciate the offer, but I will refuse. I can’t intrude when you two are having an intimate meal.”
Timothy made deep wrinkles on his forehead and stopped for a moment, then bowed his head with a smiling face.
“Yes, I will tell him that, ma’am.”
Watching Timothy’s retreating figure, Bercheria’s movement to enter her room stopped.
It was a momentary movement that she almost missed, but there was a shadow hiding at the end of the corridor.
Small in stature, flattened against the wall, even hiding her breath.
“Tatiana?”
“Eek!”
Tatiana, surprised that Bercheria had found her, didn’t come out right away, but rather hid deeper into the darkness.
Once Tatiana had proudly told her that her specialty was hiding her presence and stealthily stealing things from the market.
She still vividly remembered how painful it was to hear her say she could do anything to make money to protect her younger siblings.
“Tatiana. It’s okay. Come here.”
The shadow, still hesitating, stumbled forward.
Bercheria crouched on the floor, propped her chin, and met the child’s eye level.
“I’ll wait here until you’re brave enough.”
Finally, Tatiana bowed her head and walked towards Bercheria.
Though far away, Bercheria’s good eyesight saw everything.
The tear stains on her eyes, the lips chewed several times until they burst.
“Sister.”
Bercheria grabbed Tatiana’s small hand, sobbing as she came closer.
The small, tender, and soft hand had been astonishingly comforting to her from the beginning.
That fact was still true now.
Even if her mother had a parallel butterfly, she could not duplicate the child’s body.
Children were always safe to Bercheria.
They made her let her guard down.
The god above the guardian deities was merciless and cruel but also more compassionate to humans than anyone else.
Bercheria’s particular love for children must be influenced by the god within her.
“Tatiana. Why were you crying?”
Tears gushed from Tatiana’s eyes at the tender voice of Bercheria, Female.
“I’m sorry. I wanted to ask the princess about my sister, and I wanted to brag about her and bring her with me, because I thought it would be fine since you are a princess. Sobs.”
“Yes, it’s okay.”
“What if something happens? I think I’ve done something wrong.”
Tatiana cried, tears streaming down her face.
“Sis. Are you angry because of me?”
Bercheria, Female, reached out and stroked Tatiana’s face.
“No.”
“Sis…….”
“Yes.”
“Are you going to marry Duke Bellion, Male?”
Bercheria, Female, shook her head.
“No. Duke Bellion will marry the princess.”
“Then why did you kiss?”
“There was a reason for that. It wasn’t intentional.”
“Ah. So Duke Bellion is going to marry the princess? Like a prince in a fairy tale?”
“Yes, that’s right.”
Tatiana finally smiled broadly, as if her mind had been put at ease.
“Sis. Can I sit on the bed with you and talk now?”
Bercheria, Female, stood up and reached out to Tatiana.
The small hand fit perfectly into her palm.
“Of course, you can.”
“Hehe. Sis. I’m talking about when the fire broke out in our warehouse. That’s when you made it rain…….”
[Star Icon]Gerard walked into his office, humming a tune.
When he pushed the bookshelf filled on one wall, a completely empty space appeared inside.
He continued to sing as he walked down below.
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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