“Intruder, Your Majesty!”
Ivet suddenly pointed at the unexpected intruder with her finger. Upon realizing that Lysilia was in the midst of changing clothes, she screamed and covered Lysilia with her body.
“Especially while changing clothes…!”
The intruder raised both hands, showing their face by turning their head to the side.
“No need to be on guard. I have not come with malice.”
It was impossible to determine whether the intruder was male or female based on their appearance and voice.
“Since the Empress of the Empire sought me out, I simply appeared before being forcibly brought here. Isn’t it better for both of us to quickly understand each other in such situations?”
“Uh, well… Is that so, Your Majesty?”
Ivet looked at Lysilia with questioning eyes about what to do.
Before she could decide, the intruder took the initiative.
“If I had come with malice, Your Majesty would have known long ago. Considering the abilities of the First Companion, my malice would have been perceived.”
“Oh…? Is that really true, Your Majesty?”
Lysilia stared at the intruder. She seemed to know who it was. The person claimed to have come when called. There was only one person who could make such a statement.
“You are a sorcerer from Trinidade.”
“Yes.”
“Today was the day Your Majesty promised to find out about my whereabouts. Are you keeping an eye on the palace?”
“Well, the Empire has a sorcerer who dabbles in magic. It’s not to the extent of mine, but they are quite skilled.”
“Reacting to Horseted’s magic, I presume.”
“Well, something like that.”
“There must be a reason for you to come directly without going through Your Majesty.”
The sorcerer from Trinidade chuckled.
“Those who have been immersed in magic for a long time inevitably become sensitive to other powers. The Emperor of the Empire is overflowing with magical power… It’s much better for me on this side to deal with Your Majesty.”
“In that case.”
Lysilia raised her suspicion.
The sorcerer’s words seemed genuine.
Above all, she could believe that malice could not be perceived.
Listening to him, she vaguely guessed when the feelings of the other party might be visible.
‘When they have thoughts different from what they say. It seems to be visible then.’
Even when Ivet’s feelings were visible, it was when Ivet was thinking something she wouldn’t say out loud.
“How about we change the location? As you came as a guest, I will receive you as a guest.”
At Lysilia’s words, the sorcerer smiled and bowed.
“The companion of the Empire seems to be very good at communicating. Thank you for the hospitality. I will gladly follow.”
Ivet led the sorcerer to the reception room first.
Afterward, Lysilia, who changed her clothes, sat face to face with the sorcerer, pouring tea.
“Does the tea not suit your taste?”
“No, not at all. It’s just that my body only touches alcohol other than what I drink. I will gladly eat snacks instead.”
As he said, the sorcerer from Trinidade diligently stuffed cookies into his mouth.
Ivet, realizing that she was hungry, went to get more cookies.
“He possesses a righteous soul. Discovering such a person must be the power you, as the Companion, hold.”
The sorcerer made such a remark.
“Have you seen the previous Empress before?”
Lysilia asked after taking a sip of tea.
“Oh, yes. I memorized a spell for that body.”
“But you don’t find me strange. Even though the way I speak would surely be different.”
The sorcerer chuckled.
Despite being sorcerers, he was completely opposite to Deccan.
Deccan felt like calm and mysterious water, while the sorcerer from Trinidade was like an unpredictable wind.
“I recognized it at first sight.”
“What?”
“That the previous Empress was a fake. I can see that the person in front of me is genuine.”
“…”
The sorcerer, with jam-filled cookies, chewed them with relish and then flicked away the crumbs on his lips.
“All sorcerers would know. The most sophisticated and magnificent magic since the creation of the continent is the magic that created the First Companion. Perhaps it’s because magic was added to that, but that magic must have been more powerful. Anyway, there is no human in this world who can create magic surpassing that. So, if the mark disappears, it cannot be the real Companion.”
“Even if you know that the Empress is fake, are you saying you completed a spell to bring back the mark?”
“Well… let me put it this way. There is no sorcerer who can meddle with the Companion’s magic, Your Majesty.”
“Then you deceived the Pielion Duke?”
“Huh? Ah, that’s too much. My life is to make money with this, so calling it deception… It’s true that Trinidade may look like a lawless zone, but there are quite strict rules. Those who don’t know magic cannot step foot here.”
“How did you meddle with magic that you cannot touch?”
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
