“I can’t believe it…….”
Rasilia couldn’t take her eyes off the mirror. It had been thirty minutes already.
The woman in the mirror, Empress of Cartagena, was beautiful. She seemed like someone who had gathered all the beauty in the world and crafted it with utmost devotion.
Her abundant and smooth black hair, marblelike skin, and bright violet eyes like iolite added up to create an unreal beauty. Even trivial places like earlobes and nails were pretty.
But that wasn’t all.
The woman from the dream. She was the empress of the empire.
The woman who was dying, bleeding from her chest, was in the mirror. Now, she said that face was her own face.
Only after taking several deep breaths did Rasilia accept this absurd reality.
She had become the empress.
“Then that dream…… might be a prophecy.”
There was no word that the real empress had died. Therefore, the death of the empress was something that hadn’t yet occurred but would in the future.
The empress was dying in front of an emperor who did not love her.
The emperor watched her without any emotion. The empress spoke of love desperately, but the emperor was chillingly indifferent.
“Will I fall in love with the emperor and…… die like that?”
Her chest that hadn’t been stabbed felt creepy.
Rasilia closed her eyes tightly and rubbed her chest.
“No. I can’t die like that.”
Dying from Flota’s betrayal would be the most dreadful death for her.
Until betraying her, Flota was the closest existence to Rasilia in this world. The person who gave her the deepest affection killed her.
It would be too miserable if she had to face the same death even after being born as someone else.
“So, let’s get out of here. Somehow.”
Just because she was resurrected, she wasn’t a different person. Rasilia still considered herself a prophetess.
The prophetess was a person who, on behalf of God, corrected the wrongs of the world.
King Ricardo’s rebellion was one such thing. Since God showed her the king’s rebellion, she had a duty to stop it.
“I must go back to Dellaruta. Time has passed, and King Ricardo must have already started the rebellion. The king may be dead. …… But I have a way to reverse the rebellion.”
In Dellaruta, where the prophetess exists, the next king must also appear in the prophetess’s dream.
Even if King Ricardo used the method of rebellion, if God acknowledged him as the king, he must have shown Rasilia the image of Ricardo becoming the king.
If Rasilia says she hasn’t seen it, Ricardo wouldn’t be able to hold the coronation ceremony.
The problem was the way to return to Dellaruta.
“It would be strange for the empress to suddenly go to a small, distant kingdom without any interaction.”
Rasilia closed her eyes and thought for a long time.
“What if I say I’m a prophetess? …… No, that’s too dangerous. And no one will believe it. So how…… Ah!”
Rasilia’s eyes sparkled.
There was a way. It was not a way to make them believe her, but a way to go to Dellaruta.
“Anyway, the empress has lost her memory, hasn’t she?”
So, the empress’s task must be to make efforts to regain her memory.
The temple of Dellaruta earned money through healing prayers. There were not many clergy who actually had healing abilities, but the effect of the prayers was certainly there.
“Let’s say I receive the prayers.”
The emperor had left a message to see her again at dinner.
She was thinking of refusing somehow, but now she had to take advantage of it.
If she says she desperately needs healing prayers to regain her memory, the emperor will not be able to refuse her request to go to Dellaruta.
A faint smile appeared on Rasilia’s face.
She could go back.
[This is the time separator]“I’m sleepy.”
Returning to his office and picking up his pen as if nothing had happened, Rascal suddenly blurted out.
“Eh,”
“This is.”
Lying on the office floor and rolling around as usual, Liyan, and standing next to her practicing swordsmanship, Serben, reacted instantly.
When Rascal put down his pen, Serben was already holding Rascal’s cloak.
“Will you go to the bedroom?”
“Um. That would be good……, ……no, the sofa is better.”
Rascal walked over to the long couch placed in one corner of the office.
Seeing him lie down, Liyan tilted her head.
“It’ll be uncomfortable. The sofa is shorter than you.”
“It’s difficult if it’s too comfortable.”
Rascal mumbled with his eyes closed.
“It’s difficult if it’s comfortable?”
“We’re meeting for dinner. I have to wake up before then.”
“Who to……. ……Ah, Her Majesty the Empress.”
“……. ”
In the meantime, even breathing was heard from Rascal, as if he had fallen asleep.
Serben muttered quietly as if he couldn’t believe it.
“The Emperor, who takes a nap uncomfortably just to see the Empress again……. It’s unbelievable.”
The relationship between Rascal and the Empress of Cartagena over the past four years could not be described as that of a married couple.
Rascal disliked the Empress. To be precise, he felt no emotion for her, just like other human beings.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
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Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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