“Do you not know what lapis lazuli means in the Lernel Empire?”
Kasallin quietly narrowed her eyes.
She couldn’t understand why he was asking with such excitement.
“Yes. I don’t know, but is there a problem?”
“This is truly outrageous.”
“If you’ve finished looking, will you return it now? It’s something I need for next week’s ball.”
Shallen tossed the hairpiece back as if throwing it.
He glanced at it, barely settled in Kasallin’s hand, with a clearly displeased expression, then began muttering to himself.
“Next week’s ball… Could it be…?”
“If you have no further business, I’d like you to leave now. I need to change and visit Her Majesty the Queen.”
Lost in his own thoughts, Shallen slowly turned, narrowing his eyes as he looked at Kasallin.
“Kasallin, do you think only Emperor Parnes went searching for you during the hunting competition?”
“What do you mean by that all of a sudden?”
“I, too, searched for you all night back then. I, the King of Khan Kingdom, soaked in rain and trudging through mud to find you.”
Kasallin opened her mouth slightly.
So what.
Is he saying he went through hardship and wants some recognition?
“You went through unnecessary trouble. What if you, who carries the future of ten million Khan Kingdom citizens, had slipped and injured yourself?”
“Is that all you have to say?”
“Then what else should I say?”
Shallen clicked his tongue and turned away.
“For a moment, I felt sorry for you, but I was a fool.”
Watching his retreating figure, Kasallin felt an inexplicable ominous sensation envelop her, but she dismissed it as mere imagination.
Surely, it was just the lingering effects of a mild cold.
[This is the timeline separator]“Your Majesty!”
Spotting Shallen walking from the opposite side of the corridor, Rose waved cheerfully.
“Perfect timing. If you haven’t eaten yet, would you like to join Rose…?”
Shallen, who usually smiled gently even when busy, inexplicably passed by Rose without a glance.
Muttering to himself, his face contorted as if he couldn’t contain his rising irritation.
Surprised, Rose followed after him.
“Your Majesty?”
Shallen entered a nearby room, leaned on the desk with both hands, and breathed heavily for a while.
Then, suddenly, he swept the objects off the desk with his arm, shouting.
“She really doesn’t know what that lapis lazuli means? How ridiculous!”
A glass lamp shattered into pieces, and black ink from a bottle stained the floor in blotches.
Rose gasped in fear.
Shallen, always calm and composed, had never shown such anger before.
“Your Majesty, what happened? Please tell Rose everything.”
“It’s about Kasallin.”
“…What about Kasallin?”
“It seems she’s lost her senses over Emperor Parnes. She might soon declare herself his mistress. She could even betray our Khan Kingdom. I’m deeply concerned that her actions might tarnish the royal family’s honor.”
Rose quietly rolled her eyes.
She had been uneasy, wondering if Shallen’s displeasure with Kasallin’s closeness to Emperor Parnes stemmed from jealousy.
Could it simply be anger over a possible betrayal of the Khan Kingdom?
‘Of course. That must be it. There’s no way Shallen would suddenly develop feelings for Kasallin now.’
Rose’s face lit up with faint relief and a glimmer of hope.
Nodding calmly as if she understood, she naturally took Shallen’s hand.
“I’ve been quite worried about Kasallin lately too. Why doesn’t she understand Your Majesty’s heart even a little?”
“Even the Queen was thinking that?”
“Yes. Since coming to the Lernel Empire, she hasn’t done her tasks well and disappears whenever she gets the chance. I tried to understand, thinking she might need rest, but it’s been unsettling to see her change.”
As Rose let out a worried sigh, Shallen shook his head in disbelief.
“You should’ve told me every time something like that happened. I didn’t realize she was that reckless.”
“I was afraid she’d resent me. I’m sorry. Maybe I’m not fit to be Queen.”
“What are you saying? Where else in the world is there a woman as kind, compassionate, and capable of making her husband happy? No matter what anyone says, you are my eternal Queen.”
“Really? Will you truly love only Rose forever?”
“Of course. No need to repeat it.”
Shallen responded appropriately to Rose’s melting charm, glancing out the window.
In the distance, Emperor Parnes was walking somewhere, speaking seriously with Ludwig.
At that moment, a firm resolve flashed through Shallen’s mind, and he gently pulled away from Rose, saying,
“Then, Queen, promise me one thing.”
“Anything.”
“Whatever decisions I make in the future, respect and follow me. A generous woman like you can do that, right?”
Without a moment’s hesitation, Rose nodded joyfully.
She had no idea that her small nod would one day unleash a tremendous storm.
[This is the timeline separator]“Your Majesty, a guest requests an audience.”
Rose was sitting at her vanity, fixing her disheveled hair for dinner with Shallen, when a maid suddenly spoke.
Thinking it was likely noblewomen from the last party visiting to pass the time, Rose waved her hand without looking.
“Those ladies? Tell them I’m asleep and send them away.”
“No, it’s the temporary gamekeeper recently appointed to manage the imperial hunting grounds and part of the forest. He says he has a brief report regarding the hunting competition and asks for a moment of your time.”
Gamekeeper.
At that word, Rose’s fingers, curling her hair, froze.
The image of her sister slipping down a ravine during a momentary mistake at the hunting competition flashed through her mind.
Rose permitted the audience and ordered the maid to dismiss everyone else.
Moments later, enveloped by an indescribable feeling—like the stench of a sewer rising through cracked floorboards—she strode forward and flung the door open.
An unfamiliar man stood there.
“Who…?”
“Hello?”
Yellowed front teeth peeked through a dark, unkempt beard.
His leisurely yet unsettling smile felt oddly familiar.
“To think my forgotten daughter has become Her Majesty the Queen. What a joyous occasion!”
She suddenly realized his smiling face resembled her own.
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.
.
“Wow, this place is stunning.”
The strange man, spouting incomprehensible words, touched the luxurious furniture and vases, letting out continuous gasps of admiration.
Rose wanted to expel this man, who dared show no manners despite being a mere gamekeeper, but an uneasy feeling made her hold back.
Sitting on a sofa, she glared at him without blinking.
Looking at him, she felt like she was missing something important.
“You said you’re the temporary gamekeeper? A busy man working outside the palace—what business do you have with me? I don’t see any reason to meet a stranger like you.”
“Why wouldn’t there be a reason? Think carefully. I know everything that happens in the hunting grounds. Why would I come to see you? And why did you dismiss everyone and rush to open the door, as if you’re hiding a guilty conscience?”
Rose nearly let her carefully maintained neutral expression crumble.
But since she couldn’t discern what he knew, how much he knew, or his exact intentions, she couldn’t respond recklessly.
“And I just said, you’re my daughter.”
“That’s nonsense. My father passed away years ago. He was a renowned scholar known across the western continent.”
“Hmm…”
The man, as if he had some confidence, leisurely surveyed the splendid room before suddenly clutching his stomach.
A gurgling sound came from within.
Showing his crooked teeth, he said,
“I’m hungry. Bring some food.”
“…You’re definitely crazy. Stay right there; I’m calling the guards.”
Just as Rose was about to ring the bell connected to the lower floor,
“How’s your mother, Elizabeth, doing?”
Rose’s hand, reaching for the bell, stopped in midair as if blocked by an invisible wall.
Turning pale, she looked at the man.
“How do you know my mother’s name…?”
“Nickname’s Beth. Childhood name, Grebbet. Hometown, Saintfield. Right? I can recite more if you want. I know everything about her.”
“How do you know my mother!”
“Now, don’t get mad. How about we catch up over a meal?”
Rose tilted her head back, taking a deep breath to stay patient.
Pulling the cord to ring the bell, she hesitated briefly before ordering food to be brought.
Soon, a lavish meal was served.
The man sat quickly, unable to close his mouth, like a pirate discovering treasure.
From juicy meat to colorful fruits, fragrant red wine, and fresh fish that seemed alive.
“Royals and nobles eat such feasts and still complain?”
“I’ve given you what you wanted. Now answer what I want. How do you know my mother? You didn’t do anything improper to her, did you?”
Rose still couldn’t accept that this man was her father.
Even knowing his face resembled hers more than anyone’s, she refused to acknowledge it.
Admitting it would mean falling from the daughter of a noble marquess to the daughter of a filthy vagrant.
Rose desperately ignored the truth at her feet.
She believed this man was spouting absurd lies.
“Wow, this meat melts in my mouth.”
“Answer me already!”
“Oh, why’s our Queen so impatient and angry?”
The man wiped his greasy mouth with his sleeve and downed a glass of wine in one gulp.
Utter satisfaction spread across his face.
“You asked how I know? It’s simple. We met briefly and had some fun. Your mother craved a man’s embrace, and I wanted a woman. We gave each other what we wanted. I’m pretty good at it, you know?”
He laughed vulgarly, with crude gestures.
Feeling nauseated, Rose turned her face away sharply.
“Anyway, in the process, oops, you were born. But that Elizabeth, she was the worst. She abandoned me and vanished overnight. I figured she married another man, but I couldn’t find her. Back then, I didn’t know much about her beyond her nickname, Beth.”
“Stop your nonsense. I’m the daughter of Marquess Robepon. I don’t know a beggar like you who licks the slums’ floors!”
“Don’t know? Can you say that after seeing this?”
He took Rose to stand before a mirror.
Despite their vast difference in status, their strikingly similar faces were clearly reflected in the cold mirror.
“Got it? Ignoring it doesn’t erase the truth. My blood flows in your veins, and that’s an unchanging fact.”
Call me Nelson. We’ll be seeing each other often.
He grinned and greeted her.
Male lead says he’s pregnant — and it’s female lead’s child
Something seems a bit off about this world.
Wang Zhao thought as she watched a pregnant man walking towards her…
Intro
Female lead finds herself in a world where the men who possess the ability to bear children.
As she navigates this unfamiliar reality, she is caught off guard by the sudden appearance of her boyfriend, who reveals that he is pregnant.
Is this truly her boyfriend?
Why can’t she recall any details about their time together?
She begins to doubt whether the child her boyfriend is carrying is even hers.
Is there a hidden reason behind her amnesia, or could it be a side effect of her sudden arrival in this strange new world?
Just when it seems the protagonist’s life couldn’t become any more entangled, her ex-boyfriend makes an unexpected appearance, raising questions about the protagonist’s past.
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