“Is there something I’m not aware of? Should I just keep my mouth shut?”
“Coo!”
Pipi answered.
Pipi continued to flap its wings in anger. Why didn’t anyone realize how rude that pigeon had been? It was driving Pipi crazy. It wanted Rasilia to tell Serben immediately.
Rasilia complied, placing Pipi on her hand.
“The pigeon was rude.”
“Huh? Is there some complex etiquette among birds?”
“Well…. But I don’t know what rudeness the pigeon committed.”
“Coo!”
Pipi complained that it was rude for the pigeon to cling to Rasilia when it was there and to also extend its foot.
“That’s because I had to untie the message.”
“Coo!”
“How can you untie a string with a beak? You can’t do that either.”
“Coo!”
“If it’s a messenger pigeon, it should figure it out on its own. That’s too harsh.”
“Coo! Coo!”
Pipi turned its head, yet its rear end remained touching Rasilia’s hand, suggesting it wasn’t completely angry.
“That reminds me of someone….”
Serben mumbled softly.
“If Your Highness were to become a young bird, you’d be just like that…. No, I misspoke. Please pretend you didn’t hear that.”
Awkwardly scratching the back of his head, Serben changed the subject.
“Did you read the secret message? What’s the situation? Has it worsened?”
“That…. no. We can return to the palace as is.”
“Hm? What about the demons?”
“They disappeared before the guards appeared.”
“What…. Was it just a sighting? No, they are demons.”
“It seems they had no intention of confronting the royal family headon.”
“So, they were just trying to scare us. Something feels off.”
Rasilia asked,
“Did they just show themselves and disappear? Or did they do something else?”
“It seems there was some damage near the central square. A few people have died. It’s a small disaster compared to what the demons could do.”
“The hearts of those who have lost family members will be different. They will need an outlet for their anger and resentment. If such people multiply, rumors of the royal family’s connection to demons will resurface.”
Dekan and Serben both wore surprised expressions.
If she were still Cartagena’s Empress, she wouldn’t have cared what others thought.
The amnesiac Empress not only changed in personality but also gained a keen political sense.
“I can’t say I disagree with Your Highness.”
Furrowing her brows as she continued her thoughts, Rasilia opened her mouth again.
“The temple seems to have a reason for accusing the empress.”
The shadow knights perked up their ears.
“What is it?”
“Please tell us.”
“Blood!”
His furrowed brows appeared heavy.
Perhaps it was just my feeling, but his voice sounded more gravely than usual.
“If the mark has disappeared and it turns out the empress has been hiding it for four years, and then suddenly demons appear and kill people… what would people suspect first?”
The faces of Dekan and Serven stiffened.
“They would suspect Your Majesty. That you failed to control the blood, revealing your demonic form.”
It was the correct answer.
What the temple was aiming for was not the empress’s honor.
The accusation and trial were to divert attention from the beginning. It was a means to eventually turn the arrow toward the emperor.
“Then… the appearance of demons might just be the beginning.”
It was a statement that could not be denied.
Something was beginning. Over the fate of the emperor and his companion.
(This is a time divider.)
“We have arrived, Your Majesty the Empress. Will you really descend here?”
The carriage stopped.
However, it was near the central plaza of the capital where a tragedy caused by demons had occurred.
“It is uncertain when the demons will appear again even if we hide our form.”
“Still, it’s necessary.”
Rasilia gestured toward the carriage door with her eyes.
“If the empress without a mark can be a weak point for the royal family, then it can’t be left that way. It’s better for me to reveal my presence by your side.”
Before opening the carriage door, Serven sighed briefly.
“I agree a hundred times, but I’m a bit worried about how His Majesty will react. When he finds out that I’ve brought Your Majesty the Empress to such a place, he will be angry at me. I’m already demoted… No, I’m sorry for sounding so petulant, Your Majesty. I will open the door.”
Serven realized he had been talking too much and shut his mouth awkwardly.
Creak.
The carriage door opened.
Serven, who got down first, turned toward Rasilia and extended his hand.
“Please come down. The step is narrow, so be careful.”
“Alright. And don’t worry too much about His Majesty.”
“Eh?”
While holding Rasilia’s hand, Serven looked up.
“I insisted on coming here, so I will tell him not to be angry with you.”
At that moment, Serven tightened his grip on Rasilia’s hand, as if confused.
“Why?”
“Eh? Ah, no… that was… unintentional… thank you for caring, but…”
It was a moment when Serven, startled by something he hadn’t expected, was stuttering.
“Let go of that hand.”
Suddenly, Lescar’s voice was heard, and Serven turned his head swiftly.
“Yo, Your Majesty? When did you—”
“Hand.”
“Eh?”
In two steps, Lescar closed the distance and grabbed Serven’s arm.
“Let go of the hand.”
Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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