“The monster came after it was captured, then the Ssangtooth, and then you were harmed.”
“Your Grace.”
I interrupted him. His voice was trembling with indescribable anger.
The Duke took a deep breath, then smiled at me.
“It may be just speculation but…”
“The North might be in danger.”
“You might be in danger. You cannot get hurt without my permission. Prioritize your safety.”
“……”
“I can’t bear to see you bleed.”
His voice quivered at the end.
“Your Grace.”
I feel the same way, Your Grace.
“Please rest comfortably, Your Grace.”
“Esdel.”
“Yes?”
“Go straight to the infirmary and don’t let anyone in except the doctor, then rest well. It’s an order.”
“……Yes, Your Grace.”
I bowed to him and left.
As the door closed, I heard his long sigh.
‘I’ll send Arcadia in a bit, Your Grace. Please rest for now.’
I took steps that were hard to detach, leaving him alone in that spacious and lonely room.
As I descended the stairs step by step.
Through the many windows along the corridor, I could see the blue dawn light seeping in.
Arcadia was somewhere in that light, leaning against the door of the infirmary.
“Haven’t you slept yet, Vice-Captain?”
“I woke up early.”
He smiled faintly, looking tired. Then he scrutinized me.
“Esdel, are you alright? You’re still a patient.”
“Your Grace has awakened.”
His body jolted upright.
“When?”
“Just a moment ago.”
“Why didn’t you tell me sooner!”
I smiled.
“You were called by Your Grace. But maybe you could wait a bit before going in. His Grace seemed ready to start working right away.”
“……Indeed, that won’t do.”
He leaned back against the door. Then he spoke.
“Did you show His Grace your restored face, Esdel?”
“……Yes.”
“He must have been pleased.”
“Well…… Not really. He had a strange expression.”
“I’m your direct superior, aren’t you going to show me?”
He asked in a somewhat sad tone.
I don’t like seeing him sad.
I slowly took off my mask. His eyes widened as he saw my face.
Such a pure troublemaker.
“……You look swollen from crying. Oh dear, oh dear. That’s why…”
He playfully clicked his tongue.
“That’s why, what?”
“You had to make such a peculiar expression with that swollen face.”
“Cheeky.”
How rude of him.
“It doesn’t matter. Even with this face, you don’t know how happy I am… For the first time in my life, I’ve found my real face. I’ve regained it.”
Emotion welled up inside me, unbidden. The miracle still feels unbelievable.
“It’s like a miracle. No, it is a miracle.”
“You are truly beautiful, Esdel.”
“What?”
“Too, excessively… beautiful. Remember these words, for I shall never speak them again.”
“Why?”
“You’re as much a fool as I am.”
“?”
He gently stroked my head with a forlorn look, like a fleeting breeze.
“You must have rested for a while. I’m going upstairs now.”
Arcadia turned his back to me and climbed the stairs to the Duke’s bedroom. I watched him go without turning back.
‘What was that forlorn expression just now?’
That’s when it happened.
The doors in the Duke’s mansion opened.
“Esdel!”
“Esdel! Waaaaaah!”
“Look, it’s Bran.”
They charged up the stairs towards me, and without regard for who was first, they both hugged me.
I hugged them back tightly.
“You rascals! Can’t you see she’s still a patient!”
Arcadia yelled harshly from upstairs.
They quickly let go of me.
“Sorry, sorry, Esdel. Are you hurt?”
“I’m much better now.”
“I’m so relieved (in a foreign accent).”
Yora smiled tearfully, his eyes glistening.
“Step back! You wild horses!”
Arcadia yelled again.
I noticed the bandages wrapped around Yora’s abdomen.
“Yora, you…”
Yora stepped back and smiled.
“It’s okay (in a foreign accent).”
“The Red Caterpillar?”
Yora nodded solemnly.
Bran spoke.
“Let’s put aside the painful talk for now, Esdel. It’s really good you’re awake.”
“……Yeah.”
“The Duke?”
“He’s awake.”
At that, Bran shouted joyfully.
“The Duke is awake! The Sword Master has awoken!”
Then.
“The Duke is awake! The Sword Master has awoken!”
Someone else shouted from somewhere outside the mansion, as if echoing Bran’s words, spreading the news to everyone.
A joyful morning was dawning.
Under the insistence of the people, I returned to the infirmary. I took the medicine the doctor gave me and fell asleep.
Despite feeling the comings and goings of many people in my half-asleep state, I couldn’t wake up.
Was I this tired?
I wanted to keep sleeping, sinking deeper into slumber.
How long had I slept?
When I opened my eyes, it was night.
Not the night when the Duke woke up, but as if several nights had passed.
A small lamp on the window cast a soft glow. But.
There was someone else on a bed beyond the curtain next to mine.
As I turned to face the shadow, the person twitched slightly. The large shadow cast on the white curtain.
‘The Duke?’
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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