The white smoke of gunpowder, mountains of soldier corpses, the stench of blood – it was all too revolting.
Terran didn’t mourn as he moved his subordinates’ bodies.
‘What right do I have?’
He felt pity for the soldiers who suffered under such an incompetent commander.
Terran saw a world drenched in grey.
‘Hell isn’t far.’
He was already standing in hell. Suddenly, a bloodied hand grabbed his foot.
‘Save us! We died because of you!’
Corpses reached out, entangling Terran. No matter how he struggled, they wouldn’t let go.
‘Why must we die? Why send us to hell?’
The dead soldiers’ cries crushed him.
Then, Aiden appeared in front of him, covered in blood and missing a leg.
‘Terran, did you deliberately send me to my doom?’
‘No, Aiden!’
Terran screamed in despair. The piled corpses rose, reaching out to strangle him.
“I didn’t mean to kill you all!”
He screamed towards the cloud-filled sky. And then, as if by a miracle, the clouds began to part, letting in light.
“It’s not your fault, Duke Kurtoa.”
A voice, gentle as sunshine, broke through.
Terran faintly opened his eyes, only to find Grace holding his face in her hands.
“The deaths of your subordinates are not your fault. War isn’t fought by one person alone.”
“Grace…”
“Because of your and their sacrifices, peace came to Lubeck. If not for the fight, many more would have died – children, women, the elderly, and their protectors.”
“But… because of me, Aiden…”
“That was Aiden’s choice, not your fault, Duke Kurtoa.”
Her hands gently wiped the tears from Terran’s eyes.
“You fought with all your might and brought peace. So, don’t blame yourself.”
Terran looked at Grace, bewildered.
He initially thought he was dreaming, but the sound of rain outside and the fact that they were both wrapped in a blanket, half-naked, told him otherwise. He realized he had been screaming in the throes of a nightmare.
It was the first time someone had witnessed such a vulnerability. He must have spoken everything in his sleep, like talking in a dream.
“I know it’s rude, but we need to survive tonight. Please bear with the discomfort.”
Leah wrapped the blanket around herself and Terran, pressing close to him.
Their body warmth was the only thing that could keep them alive now. Her head gently rested on his firm chest.
And more than that, her slender arms tightly wrapped around his waist.
‘Ah!’
Terran felt a deep knot in his heart untangling, clearing the smoky haze that had filled his chest.
Always, his soul had been tied to the battlefield, but now it felt as if he had burst forth into the open.
Yet, he couldn’t understand why he felt such a poignant emotion welling up.
This tiny woman was comforting him – a solace he had never received from anyone, anywhere.
He had never yearned for grand encouragement, just bearing everything alone.
The words that no one dared to offer, and what he deeply craved, were sincere consolation.
Terran wrapped his arm around her as if he were protecting a white dove that had flown into his chest.
“Duke Kurtoa, you are a good person. You never harmed anyone.”
Leah inadvertently learned of his torment, but her intent to console him was genuine.
Terran had never brought misfortune to anyone. He too was a victim of war, suffering deeply in his heart.
‘The real sinner is Leah Hamilton, blinded by love, who not only destroyed herself but also sent her father to hell.’
It was a confession she couldn’t bring herself to make. Leah unwittingly shed tears.
“Don’t cry, Grace.”
Terran’s voice, softly broken, enveloped Leah.
‘I don’t deserve to cry. But the pain is too hard to bear.’
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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