This clear and simple fact plunged Casalyn into profound fear.
It was unbelievable to be alive after falling from such a high cliff and being swept away by the river.
There were only two possible endings from here: either being devoured by wild dogs or dying from excessive bleeding.
No matter how calmly she thought, it seemed unlikely anyone would come to her rescue before she died, given how far she might have been swept away.
‘At least I can’t feel any pain, that’s fortunate.’
Sleepiness crept over her.
Her eyelids grew heavier.
The sound of pouring rain gradually faded, and just as she was about to close her eyes,
In her narrowing field of vision, she began to see the face of someone who shouldn’t be there.
“……in!”
The initially distorted sound gradually became clearer.
“Casalyn!”
Even in her hazy consciousness, she could distinctly recognize the voice.
Far away, Parnes was wildly running through the heavy rainstorm.
Seeing his face, drenched with either tears or rain, she felt a strong will to live.
Casalyn mustered all her strength to pull her hand, half-buried in gravel, free.
“Your Majesty.”
She reached out, barely squeezing out his name.
“Casalyn! How can this be? What happened!”
Incredibly, Parnes appeared to have lost his composure, looking as though he might go mad.
Throwing aside his reins, he leaped from the back of his Black Griffin, spewing a suppressed roar as he embraced Casalyn’s body.
His entire body trembled wildly.
It was clear fear.
“It’s okay. I’m here now. It’s not too late.”
Always composed like a cunning predator, he was now rambling incoherently.
Casalyn was puzzled.
“Why…”
The grand celebration was in its final stages, and since Parnes had already bid farewell to the Khan Kingdom’s delegation earlier, it wouldn’t have been strange for them to leave at any time.
Parnes closed his eyes and took deep breaths to calm himself.
It would be one thing if Casalyn had willingly walked out with the delegation procession.
‘But what if that’s not the case?’
If Challen Ricci, that despicable man, had indeed crossed a line he shouldn’t have…
Parnes, masking his quietly rising anger with calmness, set off determinedly.
His fists, clenched tightly, seemed on the verge of bursting with tension.
“Everyone, listen. Immediately organize a search party to discreetly follow Challen Ricci’s carriage.”
“Yes, Your Majesty!”
As the heavy gates opened with a thunderous noise, Parnes spurred his horse and dashed out fiercely.
Exiting the palace, the sharp wind that seemed to herald a downpour scratched his face.
‘Casalyn, I must find out for myself.’
Why does your existence cause me such confusion?
Why do I want to keep you, whom I thought was just a pastime, by my side?
I need to understand so I can rid myself of this troublesome nuisance and return to my usual self.
What she first thought were warm drops falling on her face turned out to be rain.
It was unusually warm for a downpour, leading Casalyn to believe she might have died and reached the afterlife.
Her consciousness, thin as a thread, flickered on and off like a lamp light.
‘What’s happened to me…’
As the rain intensified, lashing her face, Casalyn realized this wasn’t the afterlife but harsh reality.
Somewhere faintly, she could hear the sound of flowing water.
She seemed alive, yet strangely, her body wouldn’t move.
‘I can’t feel my lower body.’
This simple yet clear realization plunged Casalyn into profound fear.
It was unbelievable that she had survived falling from such a high cliff and being swept away by the river.
There were only two possible outcomes from here: either being devoured by wild dogs or dying from excessive bleeding.
No matter how rationally she thought, it seemed unlikely anyone would come to her rescue before she died.
‘At least I can’t feel any pain, that’s fortunate.’
Sleepiness crept over her.
Her eyelids grew heavier.
The sound of pouring rain gradually faded, and just as she was about to close her eyes,
In her narrowing field of vision, she began to see the face of someone who shouldn’t be there.
“……in!”
The initially distorted sound gradually became clearer.
“Casalyn!”
Even in her hazy consciousness, she could distinctly recognize the voice.
Far away, Parnes was wildly running through the heavy rainstorm.
Seeing his face, drenched with either tears or rain, she felt a strong will to live.
Casalyn mustered all her strength to pull her hand, half-buried in gravel, free.
“Your Majesty.”
She reached out, barely squeezing out his name.
“Casalyn! How can this be? What happened!”
Incredibly, Parnes appeared to have lost his composure, looking as though he might go mad.
Throwing aside his reins, he leaped from the back of his Black Griffin, spewing a suppressed roar as he embraced Casalyn’s body.
His entire body trembled wildly.
It was clear fear.
“It’s okay. I’m here now. It’s not too late.”
Always composed like a cunning predator, he was now rambling incoherently.
Casalyn was puzzled.
“Why…”
Rose had never once imagined that Casalyn would die before her.
With many difficult times and daunting problems expected during her reign, how could she manage without her sister’s help?
‘But now, at least I won’t have to worry about my sister taking what’s mine…’
As this absurd thought rose like a wisp of smoke in her mind, Rose was startled and quickly covered her mouth.
Just then, Challen looked at her with a pale, sickened expression and said,
“Hey, Your Majesty. Didn’t you just smile?”
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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