When Laila traveled from Wessex to Filmer, she didn’t bring much luggage. The only people she brought with her were one maid and two knights.

Although she had traveled by boat to Filmer, it wasn’t a grand vessel owned by the royal family. She had merely secured a large cabin on a ship commonly used by nobles.

Her maid, Alice, had been indignant the whole journey, complaining about the treatment befitting a princess, but they were supposed to return to Wessex on a similar ship.

…But now the plan had changed.

Laila walked towards the dawn harbor, inhaling the salty sea air. Just like when she arrived, she was accompanied by her maid and two knights.

The maid continuously expressed her worries, uneasy about Laila following Millei’s instructions so readily.

“Princess, is there really a need to hurry back like this?”

Laila, catching her fluttering hair in the strong wind, dismissed the maid’s concern.

“I don’t want to stay in an uncomfortable place now that I’m no longer engaged.”

“But still, it’s hard to trust Duke Millei…”

Was the response too naive? The maid almost cried out in frustration, trying to dissuade Laila who had already come this far.

Laila understood the maid’s anxiety. She herself thought Millei was suspicious.

With a faint smile, Laila gazed into the distance.

It was still dark before dawn, with no signs of the sun rising over the horizon, but soon the 5 AM bell would ring from the royal city’s bell tower.

Laila made her way to the dock Millei mentioned the day before.

“Walk towards the lighthouse, and you’ll see a dock with a small red crab flag. I’ll wait for you there.”

She walked along the dark beach, following the lighthouse keeper’s light, with the sound of waves crashing continuously.

Would that man be waiting there?

As she contemplated, the maid following her brightened up.

“Lieutenant Lilburn is there, Princess.”

True to her words, Lilburn and several men stood at the dock with the small red crab flag fluttering.

However, Laila felt puzzled not to see Millei and approached the dock where the boat was preparing to sail.

The boat preparing for departure was larger than expected. Amidst the bustling crew ready to set sail, Lilburn, who was waiting, approached and bowed.

“Have you arrived, Princess of Wessex?”

Lilburn looked quite troubled as he raised his head. Laila, trying to shake off the creeping unease, asked.

“You were really waiting. But where is Duke Millei?”

“I regret to inform you, His Grace couldn’t come.”

“What happened to the Duke?”

Laila’s question made Lilburn close his eyes briefly. It seemed like he was holding back something, even as the sound of the sea breeze drowned his deep breath.

“His Grace couldn’t come due to ill health.”

Though the response was restrained, Laila immediately understood its gravity. It wasn’t just that he was unwell; he was truly incapacitated.

Recalling his pale, almost collapsing face from the previous night, Laila quivered her lips. But before she could articulate her thoughts, Lilburn continued.

“Nevertheless, Princess, you must hurry back to Wessex.”

Laila had thought she wouldn’t board the ship if Millei wasn’t there. Yet here was Lilburn, representing his lord, urging her to return to Wessex.

Laila just managed to grasp the situation.
“Understood about the Duke’s situation. But if he isn’t coming, what exactly am I supposed to trust to board that ship?”

“Princess.”

“Lieutenant Lilburn, you don’t approve of me, do you?”

At Laila’s question, Lilburn clenched his mouth shut. His silence meant agreement.

Laila, feeling as expected, decided not to go. It had taken some time to get to the harbor, but if she thought of it as wasting an hour or two, as Millei had said, it wasn’t too bad.

But as Laila was about to turn away, Lilburn stopped her.

“I am not foolish enough to disobey His Highness’s orders because of personal feelings.”

There was a hint of anger in Lilburn’s words. It seemed he was quite displeased that Laila doubted his loyalty.

However, words can be fabricated. Laila brushed her wind-tousled hair behind her ears and retorted.

“Do you know that His Highness himself lied to me?”

Lilburn’s expression hardened as if Laila’s question was a grave insult. But what he pulled out next wasn’t a sword, but the Damburnet continent pass Millei had given her the day before.

He held the palm-sized pass in front of Laila, adding sharply.

“I assume I don’t need to explain the value of this pass to you.”

“…”

“If this falls into someone else’s hands, His Highness will be in trouble. So, reluctantly, I am giving it to you because it is His Highness’s command. Take this and board that ship.”

After finishing, Lilburn extended it towards Laila, but she just looked down at it, not taking it.

Alice, sensing Laila’s hesitation, whispered in her ear.

“Princess, let’s just go back. We can go to Wessex after a week.”

“…”

With his jaw clenched so tightly it bulged, Lilburn added with a forceful tone, as if making a final persuasion.

Male lead is a Love-Obsessed Merman

When he discovers she has gone, he risks everything to pursue her on land, enduring agonizing pain to transform his tail into human legs…

One-line summary: Male lead chases female lead. The male lead’s love is a bit sick, an invincible love brain.

Synopsis

During a voyage at sea, Jiang Yang accidentally captures a merman.

Servant: I heard that mermen are fierce and brutal.

Jiang Yang looks at the merman obediently rubbing her palm like a puppy: “You call this fierce and brutal?”

Servant: I heard that mermen have no human nature.

Jiang Yang looks at the merman with wet puppy eyes, obsessively calling her ‘A Yang’ like a childish infant: “You call this having no human nature?”

With great difficulty, she releases the merman back into the sea and returns to shore.

Who would have thought that in less than half a month, the merman, who should have been freely wandering in the South China Sea, would shed his scales, endure the pain of losing his tail, transform into human legs, and come ashore to find her?

He kneels at her feet, rubbing her palm, with merman tears rolling down: “A Yang, don’t abandon me.”

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