Greta approached and elegantly perched on the edge of the bed, speaking.
“I heard you were up late studying again yesterday. I like to see you working hard, but I don’t want you to wear yourself out. You’re working to be happy, but it shouldn’t take a toll on your body. That would be putting the cart before the horse, wouldn’t it?”
Now fortyfive, Greta’s face looked ten years younger than her age, two years older than Kendal. Greta grew up beautifully, and Kendal, who admired Greta’s skin thinking time had treated her well, shook her head sideways.
“No, Your Majesty the Empress. I am having a great time. It is tiring, yes. But the joy when results show is beyond words. Lately, I feel like I’m getting to know myself better.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes. I never knew I had such a passion for learning. Thank you very much.”
Kendal bowed her head again to greet Greta. Laphine, who was watching for a moment, also followed Kendal and bowed her head. At the cute gesture, Greta laughed a clear laugh like pearls rolling on a silver tray.
“You don’t need to thank me every time.”
“But I’m always grateful, Your Majesty. Thanks to you, I was able to escape from that terrible underground dungeon.”
Tedious Windsor. Kendal muttered under her breath.
At that moment, remembering Kendal hanging on the wall, Greta, with a pained expression, grabbed Kendal’s hand and pulled her to her side.
Kendal did not resist and gently sat down next to Greta. The wounds scratched by the chains had almost healed but had left ugly scars.
“You should have gotten rid of the scars.”
“I left them on purpose.”
The one who suddenly chimed in was Laphine, who was still standing.
Laphine was jealous of Greta, not because she was the empress but because she seemed closer to Kendal. Once she had even revealed her jealousy to Kendal by saying, “I feel like Mom will be taken away by Her Majesty.”
So whenever Greta and Kendal looked friendly, she would interfere with a disgruntled expression.
“You left it on purpose?”
“To remind me of Windsor whenever I see the scar. I will pay back this debt someday.”
Kendal, who had hinted to Laphine not to say unnecessary things, answered Greta’s question.
‘Chee.’
Laphine felt a little hurt. Kendal, who only looked at her when they were together, ignored her when she was with Greta, and she didn’t like it.
It was the very heart of a young daughter who wanted to monopolize her mother. In part, she was uneasy. It seemed like there would be problems beyond losing Kendal to Greta.
Kendal, who knew nothing of Laphine’s heart, was only focused on Greta.
“Yes. Revenge is a very strong motivation. But revenge should not be the goal. You know that, right? I don’t want to lose you.”
Greta stretched her eyebrows and spoke in a loving manner. Kendal was entranced by Greta’s compassionate beauty.
‘If there is a God in the world, it must be like Her Majesty.’
Savior, Messiah, all those gods who pity and care for the living… Any name would not be too good for Greta.
“Let’s just be happy now.”
The words spoken in a velvety voice were almost rapturous, and Kendal unknowingly opened her eyes wide.
Greta, gently stroking Kendal’s rough and chapped hand, ended her speech with apparent regret.
“My goodness, look at this hand. It’s worse than when you were in the underground dungeon.”
“It’s still better than back then.”
Kendal laughed as if shy. Greta, looking at her with a kind expression, shifted her gaze to Kendal’s hand. Kendal followed her gaze downward.
Windsor Duchess’s brilliantly decorated nails were nowhere to be found, and now there were only short and ragged nails. This was because she had cut them carelessly, thinking it a waste of time to trim them neatly. Just like when Kendally used to work at the tavern.
Kendally looked at her nails as if reading her thoughts, and Greta spoke in a choked voice.
“You’ve been through a lot. Yes, how hard it was for you…….”
It’s a common and trivial thing to say, but Greta’s earnest emotion in her voice made even these common words special.
Kendally’s eyes grew hot. She never knew that having someone who recognized her efforts could be such a joyful thing. As tears welled up in Kendally’s golden eyes, Greta nodded as if she understood everything.
“You’ve lived so fiercely on your own. But now you’re not alone. I’m here.”
Those words seemed to melt some of the tension that had been built up. Kendally rubbed her tired eyes to wipe away the tears. The lazy thought that she wanted to sleep just a little more disappeared like a handkerchief in a gust of wind.
Kendally grasped Greta’s hand tightly and said,
“It’s okay, Your Majesty the Empress. I’m really okay now. So…… don’t worry. Whatever you want to accomplish, Your Majesty, I will make it happen.”
“Kendally…….”
“You saved me from death twice. And you provided me with a lab so I could devote myself to magic, and even introduced me to the excellent Count Bolrendo as a teacher…… How could I make lazy or weak noises after all that?”
Kendally nodded her head deeply, as if to say trust me.
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 🙂
*
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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