Moreover, she was a magician who might even rise to the ranks of the wise.
Compared to Elise, she was an overwhelmingly better catch.
Yet, Chase didn’t want to let go of Elise.
‘She was mine from the beginning. I can’t let her be taken by someone else. It’s not like I discarded her.’
After all, one has two hands. So there was no reason to let go of either Elise or Iris.
Karan, who had asked for dance lessons, led Elise skillfully.
As Karan smoothly transitioned to the next move, Elise narrowed her eyes.
“Have you learned Pedroc’s dance before, Your Highness?”
Karan, moving closer and then away, replied.
“As I mentioned in passing before, I lived in Pedroc for a short time when I was young.”
“You lived in Pedroc?”
Elise wanted to know more, but Karan just smiled.
She guessed Karan’s feelings.
‘Probably no good memories in Pedroc.’
Despite being a threatening adult of considerable size, he was subject to finger-pointing. How much worse would it have been in his childhood?
Elise imagined a young Karan being mistreated and discriminated against by the people of Pedroc.
Although it was hard to picture him small and cute, given his size, it wasn’t difficult to imagine the figurative daggers Pedroc’s people would have hurled at him.
Elise’s eyebrows drooped.
“You must have had a hard time. Living in Pedroc must have been difficult.”
“It wasn’t easy. I wasn’t there as a prince. But it was enjoyable. I had a good friend.”
Why he had hidden his identity and lived in Pedroc was a mystery.
Elise searched her memory to see if anything rang a bell, but nothing came to mind.
Information about Karan had been scarce.
And what little there was, was mostly about punitive expeditions.
‘I should have paid more attention back then.’
Regretting the past, she knew she couldn’t turn back time, nor did she want to.
So, Elise changed the subject.
“I’m glad you had fun. And I’d like to thank that good friend of yours.”
“You? Why?”
Karan spun Elise around.
She wobbled, unable to keep up with the speed, and Karan firmly held her waist. His hand was warm.
“If all you had were bad memories of Pedroc, you wouldn’t have taken my hand.”
Karan stepped back the length of an arm and then closed the distance again, his expression showing understanding.
“Then I’m grateful enough. Wholeheartedly.”
“Who is this person?”
Elise asked reflexively.
Karan pulled her close. Their chests pressed against each other. Elise placed her hand on his chest.
Through the layers of fabric, she felt the thumping of his heart. Karan pulled her closer and lowered his lips to her ear.
His hot breath scattered around her ear. Elise’s gaze landed on Karan’s Adam’s apple.
Suddenly, all her senses were attuned to Karan.
Elise felt as if she were trapped in a room called Karan.
All she could see was Karan, all she could hear was his breathing, and all she could feel was the beating of his heart.
Karan answered at the end of his fading breath.
“Elise.”
Elise lifted her eyes in response to his call.
It was a reaction to his call, but he just hung a mysterious smile and laughed.
“We should greet His Majesty. Will you come with me?”
“But the dance isn’t over yet…”
Leaving the floor before the song ended was against etiquette.
Elise hastily held him back. But soon, her grip on his lapel loosened.
The music had already ended.
Elise couldn’t tell if her heart was racing because of the dance or because of Karan.
Elise declined Karan’s suggestion to greet King Rangy of Pedroc.
Rangy would not want to greet Elise.
The king’s anger might have been somewhat diluted by Iris and Chase’s engagement, but he wouldn’t have forgiven Elise for her outrageous actions.
‘Karan might be displeasing too, but to fight against Ragnaros, they need to maintain a friendly relationship, so he wouldn’t openly dislike him.’
And Chase was a prince out of Rangy’s favor.
So, for the sake of national interest, he would give in.
‘Maybe I should do my part too.’
Elise picked up two glasses of champagne from a passing servant’s tray.
She joined a group of ladies gathered in small clusters, chatting.
“May I join in your interesting conversation?”
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
