Sitting across from her, Klaus, who was casually chewing on jerky, remarked, making her chuckle.
“What is it?”
“Your Highness might not be accustomed to long carriage journeys, but you’re keeping up quite well.”
“Indeed… it feels like a forced march. Margaret seems to have a sunken face from it too.”
As Donavan mentioned, Margaret’s cheeks had become noticeably sunken in the past few days.
Every time Adele saw her, her conscience pricked, but she was barely holding on.
It was not an easy task to honestly admit that she was receiving help from magic in front of them.
“Any tricks to it?”
“Nothing special… it seems my stamina has increased a bit.”
At that moment, a laughter erupted nearby. It was Joachim.
The knight who had been aloof since they left Ansgar Castle had gradually become more disrespectful every time he encountered her recently.
There were times when their eyes met, and he would outright grimace and avoid eye contact.
Donavan and Klaus blamed his rudeness on the dazzling light, but Joachim passed them with a cold face.
“Anyway, about that hot-tempered fellow. Don’t pay too much attention, Your Highness.”
“Thank you for your concern. I’m fine.”
She replied with a nonchalant expression, but inwardly, she was secretly anxious.
Joachim was the eldest son of a family that produced high priests.
Not to mention his deep faith, he would have grown up familiar with sacred power.
As such a man, he might have noticed something changed in Adele recently.
“He might not know I use magic, but if he did, he could have reported it to the inquisitorial officials in the villages we passed long ago.”
But she couldn’t help feeling uneasy at the thought of encountering that man on their way up to the capital.
Even if everything seemed fine now, there was always a risk of being exposed.
Anyway, for now, she had no choice but to believe in Valentine’s words. The source of sacred power and magical power is the same…
“Yeah. There’s no point worrying about it right now.”
She blew on the warm herbal tea that Donavan handed her, took a sip, and almost immediately almost spat it out.
“Ugh…”
Adele groaned with a heavily wrinkled face. The taste might have been tolerable if it was just soothing her throat, but it was too bitter to drink.
Seeing her expression, Klaus nodded in understanding.
“After all, tea meant to be drunk by human taste is no good.”
“It doesn’t taste terrible, and if you drink it consistently, it can relieve fatigue and prevent colds. It’s better with sugar or honey. But those are not easy to find in the camp.”
Donavan added with a calm expression.
“Even if it’s bitter, drinking it to the end will be helpful, even for Your Highness.”
Even the soldiers sitting in the distance seemed to have received the same tea, and the fragrant herbal aroma wafted over the camp.
She took a few more sips as a courtesy and then set the cup down.
That’s when Donavan and Klaus suddenly stood up.
Adele turned her head, puzzled, following their gaze. Emerging from the frosty forest was Valentine.
“Adele Hight.”
He seemed to bring back a cold air from the forest. As Valentine approached, a chilly wind blew.
“Did you go somewhere?”
Valentine lifted his lips as if pleased with the greeting.
After glancing at the gathered group, he lowered his gaze towards Adele.
Valentine’s cold hand touched her cheeks, which had warmed up from the campfire’s heat.
“Is your body, alright? I have a place to visit for a moment.”
“A place to visit?”
Adele looked around. In a place surrounded by a dark forest, where could he possibly go?
With an unwilling tone, she continued, “But I heard we need to depart as soon as the road is cleared. Is it alright to leave the spot now? If it takes too long, the departure for all might be delayed…”
“It won’t take long. I want to show you something briefly. No need for an escort.”
Donavan and Klaus, who were preparing their sergeant gear, laid down their weapons at his words.
Adele looked around, then cautiously grabbed the hand he extended.
“The forest will be cold.”
As he enveloped her cheeks with his rough hand, she felt the temperature around her rise. It was magic.
She wanted to see Joachim’s expression but, instead, she held Valentine’s hand and entered the forest.
He skillfully led the way. His figure, walking confidently on the dark forest path, was both enchanting and eerie.
Thinking vaguely that he might be possessed by a wicked creature, Adele suddenly reconsidered Valentine’s identity and let out an awkward laugh.
“Why?”
“What?”
“Why are you smiling like that? What kind of thoughts did you have?”
“It wasn’t anything important.”
“To me, it’s im, portant.”
He said again with a slightly melancholic expression.
“I’m always anxious about what you’re thinking, whether you’re uncomfortable or in pain.”
“That’s…”
“After this is over, Adele will be able to stay in the territory she likes in Ansgar.”
“Ansgar?”
He nodded heavily. Adele swallowed a forced laughter.
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.
_____
Please help me, I want to bring you the best possible things.
If you find any chapter or novel with poor translation and editing quality, let me know by commenting directly under that novel or chapter. I will retranslate it as soon as possible.
[Touch the gear icon in the bottom right corner of the screen to move to the next chapter if you want.]
