If You Want To Possess Me (9 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 13
Come to think of it, there had been an oddly dissonant sense of commotion around me since earlier—not merely the usual clamor caused by a large crowd.
If I listened closely, I could faintly hear distant voices addressing someone as “Your Grace.”
“What? Duke Hiran? His younger brother?”
The man who had been harassing Kisa widened his eyes, and his companions nodded vigorously.
“Yes, they said they were twins—and truly, he looks just like his older brother. Everyone’s paying their respects already. Let’s hurry over too.”
The man, clearly hesitant, glanced back and forth between Kisa and his companions.
“It was an honor meeting you, Lady Bansfeldt. Next time, I’d like to invite you to a better seat from my side.”
But he quickly made up his mind, hastily bowed to Kisa, and hurried after his group.
He clicked his tongue regretfully at missing this opportunity, yet his eagerness to secure an early impression with the new duke clearly outweighed his disappointment.
For my part, this was an unexpected stroke of luck—who would have thought the much-gossiped-about Duke Hiran’s presence would turn out helpful?
I had no idea why he, who never appeared at any official event, had chosen to come here today—but frankly, I wasn’t particularly interested.
If he resembled his older brother that closely, the new duke was almost certainly the kind of man Kisa would find difficult to like.
I glanced briefly toward the area unusually crowded with people. Duke Hiran must be standing right there in the center, though hidden from view by the throng.
Kisa wasted no more time and immediately headed toward the stairs—better to slip into the hall quickly while everyone’s attention was fixed elsewhere.
“Oh, there are two chairs here.”
Kisa murmured to herself upon entering the section of the second-floor balcony where her seat was located. The rather spacious area held only two chairs.
Even that alone must have cost a considerable sum—but moreover, this spot offered a direct, unobstructed view of the stage.
For Seyard to have relinquished not just one but two such prime seats, he must surely come from a rather affluent family.
I’d previously wondered if his circumstances were modest, given that he’d borrowed books from the library—but it seemed I’d jumped to the wrong conclusion.
‘Now that I think about it, I’ve never heard anything about Seyard’s family.’
All I knew was that he was born in the capital, moved elsewhere before adolescence, and had only recently returned to the capital.
I’d learned various trivial details about Seyard that day, yet nothing that hinted at his family background.
He must have deliberately avoided mentioning it out of consideration for me, since I hadn’t revealed my own surname first. What a thoughtful person. If only Daniel were half as considerate.
Startled, Kisa shook her head vigorously to dispel the odd thought that had crept in. Though his proposal hadn’t been a formal betrothal, it was still improper of her to entertain such notions after having rejected Seyard’s marriage proposal.
She’d come here for leisure, after all—she had no desire to think about Daniel, that wretched fellow.
As the opera was about to start, she picked up her opera glasses. Today, she would enjoy the performance without any distracting thoughts.
The performance proved more impressive than expected. “The Lord’s Castle,” true to its title, was a romance set in the fictional castle of a noble lord. It depicted the love between a brilliant strategist and stern ruler—the lord—and a woman captured as his prisoner.
Just as a certain young lady had remarked at the reception, the singers’ nuanced acting stood out, and the orchestra’s music was of exceptional quality. Above all, the opera’s central theme—contemplating the true meaning of love—evoked deep reflections.
‘Though personally, I found certain aspects of the ending hard to accept.’
As she mulled over the lingering impression of the performance while exiting the hall, Kisa frowned at the sight of crowds once again densely clustered in one spot—just as they had been hours earlier. Truly, this duke was remarkably popular.
“Miss! I’m over here!”
Just as Kisa was wondering what to do, Marsha, who had been waiting outside, spotted her and ran over. She sighed and furrowed her brow.
“It’s so crowded. We’d better get to the carriage quickly—you might get caught up in something unpleasant.”
“Uh, okay.”
Letting herself be led by Marsha, she stepped outside and climbed into the carriage. As it pulled away and the opera house receded from view, a pang of regret washed over her.
‘I never got to see Seyard after all.’
She’d hoped to run into him after the performance, but that had been wishful thinking.
Yet staying behind and shaking off Marsha’s hand was out of the question—she feared that other man might reappear and pester her again. If he decided to hold her there until she accepted his invitation this time, it would be exceedingly troublesome.
She’d really wanted to meet Seyard and exchange thoughts about the performance. If they’d met, she intended to ask him about the parts of the ending that left her uneasy.
She was curious what he thought—how had he felt while watching? That man who’d always kindly explained things whenever she’d raised questions while reading “On Ownership” that day—what sort of review would he give this opera?
‘Well, it’s fine.’
She could share her thoughts the next time they met—Kisa thought this instinctively, then suddenly realized something important.
Would there even be a next time? There was no guarantee whatsoever that she’d meet Seyard again. She didn’t know his surname, where he lived, or when he visited the library.
Thinking back, they hadn’t even made any plans to meet again last time. During their walk, she’d been too flustered by his proposal, and after returning to the reading room, they’d both focused solely on their duties as library patrons.
Then he’d given her the opera tickets, and they’d parted ways.
If fortune favored her, she might encounter Seyard again at the library—but if she kept visiting a place she didn’t usually go, the count would surely grow suspicious.
Sneaking out without the count’s notice was difficult enough; meeting Seyard by chance would be nothing short of miraculous.
“…Will I never see him again?”
The warmth that had filled her heart just moments ago cooled into bitterness.
Four days after the opera performance, Kisa was summoned to the count’s study. Expecting to be scolded for visiting the library, she was surprised when Count Bansfeldt instead asked an unexpected question.
“Did you quarrel with Count Dos’s daughter?”
Melissa had sent two more letters since then, but Kisa had never replied.
“Why do you ask that?”
The count, seated at his desk, glanced up briefly at his daughter, who answered his question with another question.
“I had business at Count Dos’s house yesterday, and his daughter told me she’d upset you through her thoughtlessness. She wishes to reconcile, but you’ve been ignoring her letters—is that true?”
“…It’s true that Melissa and I have grown distant lately.”
“Make peace with her.”
That was all—no more, no less. A succinct reply that asked nothing about why his daughter had quarreled with her friend. Kisa, who usually complied readily with her father’s wishes even in friendships, refused this time.
“I’m sorry, Father, but I can’t.”
A frown line appeared on the count’s forehead.
“Why not?”
“Melissa committed a wrong I cannot overlook. Her letters contained more excuses than sincere apologies. Unless she truly changes, I won’t befriend her again.”
Heaving a sigh, he removed the glasses he wore only for reading.
“You’re aware, aren’t you, that our families have maintained close ties with the Dos family for generations?”
“My falling out with Melissa doesn’t mean the families must follow suit. Besides, Julian gets along well with her younger sister.”
At the mention of her younger brother, who was studying away at university, the count’s expression visibly soured.
“It would be ideal if you also maintained a good relationship with them.”
“I’m sorry, but I can’t.”
“Why? It’s simply a matter of you being generous just this once.”
“If I let it go this time, Melissa will surely cause the same problem again. I know her.”
“Must I keep hearing complaints from Dos and his daughter until I grovel before them?”
“Then I’ll tell Melissa myself—not to drag you into our affair.”
“Kisa!”
He finally snapped.
“You’re not a child anymore! When will you stop making a fuss over trivial matters!”
To her, it wasn’t trivial at all. And though she knew well her father’s indifferent nature, she felt a fresh wave of sorrow.
“So you truly don’t care to know why I fell out with Melissa.”
“Is it my fault now? You’re practically grown—why must you act so childishly?”
“Even adults often drift apart from friends.”
“Don’t answer back so rudely. Do as I say and reconcile with Count Dos’s daughter.”
“I’m sorry, but I can’t.”
“Are you really going to…”
Just as the count grumbled in frustration at his daughter’s parrot-like repetition, a quick rapping came from outside the door.
“Your Grace? Your Grace?”
It was his secretary’s voice.
“What is it!”
The count barked irritably, and though the secretary hesitated, he soon explained his reason.
“There’s something you need to know.”
“Wait. I’m speaking with my daughter.”
“It’s… it’s important. You should check it right away.”
Sensing the secretary’s tension, the count’s anger abated slightly. Eventually, he allowed him inside.
“What’s happened?”
“Just a moment ago, at the mansion…”
The secretary glanced briefly at Kisa, then leaned close to the count’s ear and whispered. The count’s expression hardened rapidly as he listened.
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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