Two pairs of light feet walked confidently towards Nigel and Noah.
“Nigel!”
“You two were here?”
Despite the librarian’s scolding, Allen and Yenica smiled brightly without frowning.
Startled by their sudden cheerfulness, Nigel stepped back, separating from Noah.
The ring she had tightly gripped in her hand returned to her pocket.
Allen and Yenica exchanged sly glances as they noticed Nigel’s ears turning pink.
“I can understand Yenica, but… Allen, what brings you all the way to the library on foot?”
“Well, you two weren’t in the lounge, so we came to check if you were up to something fun without us.”
Whisk.
What Allen received in response was not an answer, but a pile of books.
Nigel lightly tossed the books with one hand, which Allen caught with difficulty.
“Books. If you borrow them after class, they’ll all be gone, so we need to borrow them now.”
“Just for you two?”
“There are some for you too. As always, the thinnest and easiest ones.”
Nigel pointed to the two smallest and thinnest books on top of the pile.
“…I love you, Nigel.”
Forgetting his earlier complaints about not being able to play, Allen tightly hugged Nigel.
“You really are my best friend.”
“Me, me too! I love you too, Nigel. Even more than Allen!”
Yenica, who hadn’t yet confessed her love to her fiancé, jumped into Nigel’s arms, declaring her love first.
Nigel frowned at the sudden pressure, but soon smiled like a deflated balloon and patted them both.
“If you know, then behave. Especially you, Allen. Don’t think about doing anything silly. You know we’ll be studying all day during the festival, right?”
“Huh? Oh, yeah…”
Allen stammered his response, caught off guard.
And so, Nigel left the library noisily, having received confessions from unexpected people.
Noah’s signet ring returned to Nigel’s bedside table in the dormitory, and Nigel tossed and turned all night, feeling uneasy as the day passed.
Then the next day.
What came looking for Nigel was a letter sealed with wax.
Up to this point, there was no problem.
The problem was that the wax sealing the letter was golden, and upon closer inspection of the melted and hardened wax, there was a dragon with golden wings spread, surrounding the emblem.
“…Is this really for me?”
The man in the servant’s uniform nodded, handed the letter to Nigel, and quickly left.
Left alone, Nigel turned her head to alternately look at the golden dragon statue behind her and the golden dragon embossed on the wax seal.
The golden dragon, a sacred divine beast that appears in the founding myth, is a symbol that only the imperial family can use.
The problem was why an imperial letter had come to Nigel, who was neither Noah nor Yenica.
Nigel opened the letter with mixed feelings.
[To my dear Miss Nigel Ars.]As much as she wanted to deny it, with her name written there, there was no escaping it now.
After some flowery words about the glorious spring days blessed by the goddess, the essence of the letter was that the Crown Prince had invited Nigel to the imperial ball commemorating the Flores Festival.
Nigel, who had been blankly staring at the letters spelling Callein Arenius, reached for her communication stone with stiff movements.
As soon as she infused it with magic, the communication stone lit up.
“Is it possible to decline the Crown Prince’s invitation to the ball?”
−As long as you don’t reveal your identity yourself, Miss Ars…
Widrun’s voice was calm, as if he had foreseen this situation.
“You’re telling me to give up, I understand.”
−Yes, if you want to graduate from Sienia quietly, that would be best.
Nigel sighed.
“By the way, how are things moving on your end?”
−We’ve received a lot of information, but nothing certain yet. I didn’t know you had connections with the head of Ather.
At the beginning of the semester, when Nigel was meeting secretly with Widrun at night and struggling with a chronic lack of information, Nigel, on a hunch, sent a discreet letter to the head of Ather with Widrun’s help.
She needed underground information that she couldn’t ask Lifne for.
As a result, the head of Ather readily promised to provide Nigel with information and people, which has continued until now.
“It’s thanks to my mother, who spread her grace everywhere. That person was crazy about my mother’s eyes.”
−It’s a good thing in the end that you, being kind-hearted, inherited your mother’s eyes and gained a reliable informant. We’ve found out about many of their potential hideouts.
“That’s right, but… Don’t stir things up too much. We don’t know what those lunatics might do.”
−Haha, I can’t believe you’re sincerely worried about someone. Leave the worrying to the adults, Miss Ars. Just enjoy the imperial ball quietly. And maybe see your cousin’s face while you’re at it.
“What cousin…”
Nigel bit her lip.
−Ah, since you’re going to an imperial ball, should I recommend a good dress shop?
“No need, I know a place.”
Nigel quickly withdrew the magic from the communication stone at the playful voice coming through.
Her mind was in a complicated muddle.
As an orphan and a student at the Imperial Academy, Nigel couldn’t refuse the Crown Prince’s invitation, so her attendance at the ball was confirmed.
‘Did he send it because I’m Yenica’s friend?’
She still couldn’t know for sure why the Crown Prince had sent an invitation to Nigel.
‘…Then I’ll have to make new plans.’
Nigel erased all the assignments she had planned to finish during the festival.
Nigel sighed and tried to find the bright side of attending the imperial ball.
Yes, Beselion might also attend the imperial ball, so she might be able to take the opportunity to return the ring.
This time, for sure.
As Nigel clenched her fist in determination, there was a group secretly watching her – the second-year alliance carrying out the Nigel Ars Romance Project.
“…Strange? The princess said the invitations would go out in a few days.”
“Everyone knows how deeply in love His Highness the Crown Prince is with his fiancée. He must have sent them early.”
“Well, what does it matter? The important thing is that Ars received an invitation to the ball. Now we can carry out our plan in earnest.”
The group, wearing the same blue ties but with different emblems on their chests, nodded in unison and moved quickly.
And, in the Crown Prince’s invitation that arrived earlier than expected, there was a backstory that no one knew.
[This is the timeline separator]The palace, where everything the eye sees and the foot touches is said to be beautiful.
The palace of the youngest of the three masters served by many had been in a gloomy mood for days despite the fresh autumn sun.
“Your Highness, Your Highness.”
“Yes, Master. You need not call so urgently. This disciple is focusing on your words without missing a single letter.”
Crown Prince Callein, the only heir to the throne of the Arenium Empire, stared intently at the communication stone placed on a thick book.
“…Are you going through a late rebellious phase?”
“How could that be? How could I, who must succeed the Emperor and rule the empire, have time to be distracted by things that do not benefit the imperial citizens?”
“Your words flow like a mountain stream.”
“Of course, because I have an excellent teacher.”
The dark-haired man cleared his throat with a slight blush, then returned to his cold expression.
Tch, it’s not working.
Callein, who had been quietly observing his teacher’s expression, clicked his tongue and stared again at the unlit communication stone.
Then he looked up slightly.
“Master.”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
“I have a question. May I…”
“You may not enter Sienia.”
The tense gazes of the two met.
“I feel I will never be able to beat you, Master. You always know what I’m going to say.”
“Please stop trying to enter the academy just because Princess Yenica hasn’t contacted you for two days. It lowers the dignity of the imperial family.”
The Crown Prince’s face, which had been forcing a smile, stiffened slightly. When he sulked like this, he looked just like a 17-year-old boy.
“Why? Weren’t you the one who taught me to cherish my fiancée? Isn’t the continuation of the imperial line the most important issue?”
“It’s more problematic that Your Highness, who should be devoting yourself to mathematics to rule the vast empire, is jealous of your peers at the academy.”
“But…”
Callein’s face turned sharp.
That face, which held the Empress’s keen wisdom and the Emperor’s charisma that drew people in, made even the Crown Prince’s teacher swallow hard.
“…A friend named Nigel, doesn’t that sound like a man’s name to anyone?”
When those noble lips, capable of shaking the empire, uttered such shallow jealousy, the teacher’s resolve weakened.
“You scrutinized the academy roster several times and allowed the princess to enroll, so why this sudden sophistry?”
“No, I’m saying what if one of our empire’s future leaders falls for my lovely fiancée?”
“I assure you, none of my students are insane enough to covet the fiancée of the empire’s sole heir to the throne, Your Highness.”
“No, they might be momentarily blinded by Yeni’s overwhelming loveliness.”
Faced with that resolute expression devoid of any hint of mischief, the teacher inwardly sighed hundreds of times.
But for Callein, it was a serious issue. Moreover, Callein knew his fiancée well. He knew that Yenica was weak for pretty faces.
“…Every time Your Highness acts like this, I want to resign my position and return to my hometown.”
“Come now, Master, your hometown is the capital. Where would you go, leaving behind your lacking disciple?”
“If you truly care for this teacher, please focus on your lessons instead of just staring at the communication stone, Your Highness.”
Just then, the communication stone turned pink.
“Yenica!”
The Crown Prince’s prickly face also turned pink as he chattered away for several minutes.
Though he laughed and giggled, in the end, Yenica’s conversation started with Nigel and ended with Nigel.
“Now that you’ve communicated with your fiancée, it’s time to really focus. At the upcoming imperial ball…”
Bang!
With a loud noise, the fine platinum blonde hair shook roughly, and Callein suddenly stood up.
“What an undignified act…”
And ignoring his teacher’s rebuke, he hugged him.
“As expected, your wisdom is unparalleled, Master.”
The teacher blinked but patted his disciple’s back.
The Crown Prince returned to his seat with a grin and quietly attended the lesson without a single slip.
After all, if he couldn’t go to Sienia, he could bring the other party to the imperial palace.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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