It was simple curiosity that led Saviel to attend the prayer meeting in Hadunsha with Empress Seraphina. Elishia Uter. The woman who had trained in the gold mine for 10 years in the temple and had finally become a priestess, revealing herself to the people. He was only curious about who ‘Elishia’, whom Empress Seraphina spoke of so tirelessly, was.
“May the blessings of the five gods and Oder be with you.”
The moment he saw Elishia, wearing a pure white priestess gown, her long golden hair dyed at the ends and wearing a white hood.
Saviel felt something twist in his head.
She should have come to me, dressed in a white dress and a white veil.
She was my woman.
But there she stood, far away, having received the mark of God and become a priestess.
The next moment, he felt an inexplicable anger, and even Saviel could not understand the reason. But that emotion was enough to ignite an endless obsessive desire.
“Let’s depart.”
“Yes, Your Highness the Crown Prince.”
It was when the aide was about to close the carriage door.
“Ah. I have something to prepare.”
“Please command.”
“Find a cage to hold an animal.”
“What?”
The aide cocked his head as if he did not understand Saviel’s words.
“It doesn’t have to be that big. I’ll often let it loose in my room. Just for a brief time when it doesn’t listen. But I don’t want it to be too hideous.”
“Ah. Yes. Your Highness. I will do as you command.”
The carriage door closed, and Saviel smiled.
Hunting was something he enjoyed immensely.
(This is a time divider.)
The invitation from Saviel to the Imperial Palace arrived early the next morning.
“What, what is this?”
Mariella turned pale upon seeing it.
“Saviel inviting our Elishia… Ah, this doesn’t make sense!”
There was no mention of what kind of occasion it was, or what the purpose of the invitation was.
Therefore, somehow, there was a feeling that he did not want it returned.
‘If she is summoned to the Imperial Palace like this.’
Will it really happen like in the original work?
Becoming pregnant with Saviel’s child, being abandoned by him in such a state, and getting killed, just like Elishia’s role?
Elishia was scared.
Others managed to change the original work here and there when they reincarnated, so why was it only so painful for her?
Elishia felt like crying.
But she could not confide in or rely on anyone.
“Absolutely not. This is not it. It cannot be! Ahh.”
Meanwhile, Mariella, who seemed to know what the suspicious invitation meant, collapsed and was carried straight to her bedroom.
“What’s wrong with Mariella?”
Wanting to know about the conversation between Elishia and the protagonists, and fainting first at the invitation, which seemed like the start of a death flag.
“Suspicious. Really.”
I was the one who wanted to cry, but I was so taken aback by Mariella that I couldn’t even cry.
Carina and Saviel did not show up today, perhaps because of the aftereffects of yesterday’s tea time with the four of them.
But Leon, who visited Uter’s Paradise again today, looked at her face and asked worriedly.
“Are you sick?”
“……No.”
“You don’t look good.”
“Please leave early then.”
“Hmm.”
Illeon did not answer, seemingly displeased. When Illeon headed for the shade under a tree, Elysia followed him. Illeon and Elysia sat side by side on a bench in the shade of the tree.
“Why do you come every day?”
“You’re not asking because you don’t know, right?”
Illeon, who was looking for Lona, and his words wishing to marry her.
But he doesn’t openly ask me if Lona is a match.
Does he have that much confidence?
However, it had nothing to do with me.
When I dreamt of Saviel’s dream, I didn’t want to admit that maybe Elysia had experienced it. I wanted to separate what happened to the body’s owner from myself. But I met the moment of the original work’s progress in vain. I felt like prey trapped in a dense spider web, tied up in a thin thread. Ambition disappeared, and a feeling of helplessness dominated my mind.
I’ve imagined Elysia might not be happy, but did she suffer from such emotions all her life?
It’s too… too horrible.
Even for that brief moment, Illeon kept looking at me, as if to force an answer. Elysia sighed briefly and finally replied.
“I don’t really want to know, actually.”
Illeon wore a look as if he were pierced.
“Madame Ozey seems to know.”
Elysia looked at Madame Ozey standing far under the scorching sun. She was pretending to fan herself with a fan, looking at the distant sky. Elysia raised her hand and called her.
“Madam. I have something to ask.”
“Wait. It’s cheating to ask Madam here.”
“Why?”
“Don’t you know what’s fair? You must find out for yourself.”
Illeon slightly frowned. The sight of such a handsome man frowning was not something easily seen and had an alluring charm.
“Aren’t you supposed to go somewhere else instead of coming here?”
To Carina, or Carina’s house, or somewhere like the Harrington Earl’s house.
To the destiny of this world, to where the original work leads.
Or even to Lona somewhere else. He can’t know that he is Lona after all.
“It’s strange. You really act as if you don’t know why I come here every day.”
“I don’t know. And I don’t want to know.”
Elysia was irritably petulant to Illeon.
“You should know.”
“Do you believe in fate, Your Highness?”
I asked impulsively.
“Is this a test? Do I have to get the answer right?”
“No. I’m just curious about what Your Highness thinks.”
Illeon’s eyes slightly narrowed.
“I believe.”
“Really?”
“Didn’t I meet you?”
Elysia’s eyes widened.
“Do you say that to just anyone?”
“Do I look like that kind of person?”
I really couldn’t judge the situation right now.
Illeon is looking for Lona.
But didn’t Carina encounter him and feel their destiny or something on her debut day?
And Elysia wished to return to where Won Yunji lived.
I could have avoided getting involved with Saviel, but he was hovering around me, and Carina followed Illeon to the Duke’s mansion, attracting Saviel like ants to sugar.
I can’t see a way out.
Feeling frustrated, Elysia felt like blaming poor Illeon.
Illeon tilted his head slightly.
“It seems you really didn’t know why I came to see you every day.”
“You don’t have any romantic experience, Your Highness. I thought you were asking for help.”
With Lona, or Carina. At this point, I could probably dodge around enough?
“How can I make you believe that I came to see you? Do I need to bring a marriage proposal for you to believe it’s sincere?”
“A, a marriage proposal?”
Illeon looked at the surprised Elysia and smiled as if it was amusing.
“Usually, maidens prefer dating before exchanging formal documents like that. You’re really different.”
“What is this? Are you saying you like me now?”
“Yes.”
“Gasp.”
Elysia covered her mouth with her hand.
‘로나. Looking for Lona!’
Why me when he’s even going to marry that woman?
There was no way to follow what Illeone was saying.
“Why are you surprised? I should be the one who’s surprised. I thought it was strange that she wouldn’t even allow a touch of her hand for over a week every day, but.”
“Fate is determined.”
Elysia said.
“It can never be changed. What is determined will certainly happen.”
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.”
