Kelita took a bite of the chocolate cookie that was on the table.

Crunch.

Startled by the sound of the cookie breaking, Rosie, who was standing a little distance away, rounded her shoulders and bowed her head.

Kelita glanced at Rosie and opened her mouth calmly.

“I’m really disappointed, Rosie. I clearly asked for a teatime with that woman, not a situation where everyone who shouldn’t be there is gathered.”

“I apologize, Princess.”

Kelita chewed the cookie with a flutter of her eyes.

“But the cookies are baked deliciously.”

Rosie nervously looked at Kelita’s face.

“Why… No, never mind.”

If Rosie hadn’t played with her words, the situation wouldn’t have gotten this big.

It should have been a matter easily handled by the blonde woman alone.

Kelita, recalling the moment when Lakrahan took the blonde woman’s cup, felt her heart drop again.

“If I had been a little braver, Duke Lakrahan would have been in danger.”

Kelita had tried to drug the blonde woman’s tea this morning.

But her hand trembled, and she failed in the end.

“I’ve thought about it, and this seems like a much better way. You don’t need to be too upset, Rosie.”

“Yes, Princess.”

Crunch, crunch.

Kelita picked up another cookie, usually careful not to gain weight.

Koogwagwang.

As the sound of thunder and lightning was heard outside the window, she brushed off the cookie crumbs from her hand and took the teacup.

She pushed her chair back and walked towards the window.

In the darkened landscape, she saw people living in the castle running around here and there.

“The rain is coming without any news.”

“Is it raining?”

“Yes, look. Everyone’s running around like dogs.”

Kelita’s lips spread into a smile as she sipped her tea and muttered.

“Rosie, what do you think? That woman must be dead, right?”

“Dead, you say?”

Kelita blinked innocently as she looked at Rosie.

“No, a slip of the tongue.”

Her face was cold as she turned her head towards the window.

Judging by the lack of noise, no one must have discovered it yet.

“Well, she might not be dead.”

Frankly, Kelita didn’t know whether the drug would kill or drive a person mad.

She didn’t have time to think about such things.

Going back to the palace in this state, the emperor wouldn’t leave her alone, so it was better to do something here.

“It was lucky to meet that old man.”

Kelita drank the tea in her hand.

If she hadn’t met the old man in the forest, she would have been foolishly crying and cursing this situation.

“I liked him first. And everyone doesn’t know.”

When the continental war ended and Lakrahan returned to the empire, Kelita saw him for the first time.

Eyes wounded and soaked in sorrow, and skin white and rare in Feriat.

Rumors had it that he was like a devil.

Drenched in bright red blood, roaming the battlefield, nothing else could describe him.

But the sight of him in person was lonely and beautiful like a wounded beast.

That’s how her unrequited love began.

“It’s the one who tries to cut in and take what’s not theirs that’s bad. I’ve done nothing wrong.”

Kelita, who had been mumbling and looking out the window, suddenly turned her eyes to the noise of the bustling people.

Lakrahan’s castle, with a large square in the center and surrounded by four large and small castles, was in a huge uproar.

“…Huh?”

A woman stood quietly in the corner of the square, looking at the sky.

Wavy blonde hair and transparent eyes.

It was her.

The woman Kelita had drugged with the cookie.

“Why is she fine?”

In front of Kelita, who was murmuring, Swoosh, an enormous amount of rain began to pour.

“…….”

Kelita reached out to quickly wipe the moisture from the window, and pressed her eyes against it.

“Is she going to die now?”

How did she faint?

Ah. Tatiana had given her a cookie, and she had fainted immediately after eating it.

“My body, ……strange, feels.”

There was an unknown power surging within her.

Her entire body was boiling to the point where it was difficult to remain still.

The heat held within that power was so intense that she felt terrified that her body would burn up if she didn’t somehow release it.

A brutal urge, which she had never felt before in her life, was shaking her.

“Lak, Lakrahan.”

Bercheria had found the only person who might save her.

Perhaps the power’s rampage had begun.

If that was true, it wouldn’t be surprising if she met death right away.

So, she had to find Lakrahan.

Her instinct knew first that she must go to him to survive.

Suddenly.

Bercheria opened the door and walked out.

Her eyes were unfocused, and each step she took was as difficult as walking on a swamp.

“How did it…”

Her hair swelled up, completely enveloping her small body.

From her always quiet golden eyes, an intense light was emitting.

“Lakrahan. Lakrahan.”

Bercheria staggered, unable to steady her body.

Every time her shoulder bumped into something in the corridor, pain as if her bones were breaking came surging.