“But it’s not entirely bad that your body turned out like this.”
“What?”
“When you were brought unconscious to the palace, the court physician examined you. Apart from minor bruises, there were no other injuries! They said you just need to rest and take your medicine.”
“Is that so?”
Charlotte, seeing Annette fail to grasp the significance of her words, clapped her hands impatiently.
“That means even your hand has recovered! You can wield a sword again!”
‘Regain the ability to wield a sword?’
Annette was stunned by Charlotte’s revelation.
She had harbored a faint hope that her wrist might fully heal, but it was more a wishful thought.
“Is that really true?”
As Annette asked again in disbelief, Charlotte nodded happily.
“It’s great, isn’t it?”
Annette joined in the nodding, her heart lifting. Despite the severe injury that left only pain, the thought of her hand healing completely was unexpected.
“Coming to Alcan Empire was tough, but since waking up, it feels like only good things have happened.”
She reflected on the unexpected turn of events that brought a silver lining. And, a bit of curiosity arose about how Heyworth Kingdom would react to the news.
‘Well… it doesn’t concern me anymore.’
As Lucius said, she had already signed the engagement contract. Once it’s notarized in the temple, she would officially be part of the Alcan Royal Family, likely before Heyworth even heard of her recovery.
‘The kingdom was probably looking for an excuse to get rid of me as soon as I was injured.’
Thus, it’s unlikely anyone in Heyworth would welcome or be pleased by her return.
“Considering my current appearance, they might even create a fuss back in Heyworth, accusing me of being a seed of the monsters, using some strange sorcery.”
Feeling bitter, Annette shook her head lightly to shake off the bad mood and suddenly lifted her gaze. She had just realized that the Emperor and Empress of Alcan had never once treated her as an ominous being like others did.
And then, she witnessed a strange scene.
Lucius and Charlotte, who had been smiling broadly, suddenly flinched and hurriedly composed their expressions. It was a brief moment, but clearly, they were overwhelmed by how adorable the living creature before them was.
It was like the look Esther, the Queen of Heyworth, gave to her youngest child, Raon, or the expression Bridgit had when playing with her cherished cat.
‘…Were they looking at me?’
All Annette had ever known were people who openly despised her, reluctantly followed her while hiding their displeasure, or, very rarely, sought her out for a duel out of a sense of rivalry.
Even Franz, her older brother, always seemed to feel guilty around her. She never imagined that someone could look at her with affection.
So, thinking that they might have been looking at someone else, she quickly turned her head, but of course, there was no one behind her. The Empress had dismissed all the attendants as soon as the banquet setup was complete.
‘So, were they really looking at me?’
It seemed impossible.
Half surprised, half skeptical, Annette turned her head again and saw both of them hurriedly fixing their softened facial expressions.
Confused, Annette thought she must be mistaken, but that was the real misunderstanding.
Lucius and Charlotte, who were raising a 7- or 8-year-old son, truly found Annette, who appeared to be of similar age, adorable. Especially Lucius, who had practically raised his much younger brother, found the little girl both unfamiliar and fascinating.
“…Is she about 7 years old?”
“No, she must be around 10.”
Annette, having overheard Lucius’s muttering, shook her head in response. She had guessed her current age by looking at her height and the length of her arms and legs when she first saw herself in the mirror and while bathing.
Charlotte immediately contradicted him.
“That can’t be right. She looks about the same height as our Mikhail, and he’s a bit small for his age.”
“Mikhail…?”
That’s the Crown Prince of Alcan Empire, isn’t it? He just turned 8 recently!
Annette felt a strange blow to her pride at the comparison.
Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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