The question, masked as a roundabout way of saying that she had asked him to feed her water under the excuse of a sore waist and how she was seemingly fine, was voiced.
“Well…”
Similar eye levels, the dazzling red eyes of the other, and the raspy voice. Everything that had returned was overwhelmingly charming.
“I guess it’s not the right time to answer that here.”
“…Isn’t it?”
“I’m relieved that you’re safe without any harm.”
Similarly, the hand that slowly guided Cloé’s neck.
“Being able to stay by my side is fortunate,”
“…”
“I love you, Cloé Fried.”
Gradually, Kun scrutinized Cloé persistently. The dense red gaze slowly began to envelop her.
Now, it was Cloé Fried’s turn.
‘Love.’
Love…
Suddenly, the moment when the monster rushed towards her came to mind. It attacked with saliva dripping, as if it would devour her.
Arrows that were shot toward it. In that moment, the constantly repeating face and voice of one person.
The reason Kun came to Cloé’s mind was probably not to recall past lessons.
The most crucial moment, the imminent moment of possible death…
“Protect, Cloé. Protect your people.”
Inevitably, she remembered him.
“I am also your person.”
“…”
“As I protected you in the past, now you must protect me. We love each other, don’t we?”
Her one and only person.
Every time she blinked, memories with Kun were drawn in her mind. The recollection that started in the past kept changing scenes like crossing a stepping stone whenever a certain amount of time passed.
The first emperor she met at her wedding as a guest. The one who sent a chilly gaze beyond the mask is now in front of her, with the mask removed, casting affectionate glances.
“I feel the same. I’m fortunate that Kun, my person, is safe without any harm. So, I thought it was lucky that we could continue to be together…”
From the tip of her toes, unfamiliar emotions slowly crept in. The tiny emotions that even the owner did not notice grew to the point where she couldn’t control them.
“I’m sorry for the delayed response. Kun.”
This must be love.
“I love you too.”
Finally, she became honest about her feelings. The heart that had been uneasy after the sincere confession finally felt relieved.
The woman who had vowed to nurse until tonight fell asleep before the patient. Lying down at the end of the bed, deeply asleep, she couldn’t have looked more lovely.
The golden thread resembling the brightness of the sun turned bluish under the moonlight as the night fell.
The brilliant silk, called satin, was now nothing more than impurities covering her innocent features. Kun, like drawing the morning curtains, elegantly swept her hair back and fixed it behind her ears. Only then did the woman’s graceful face reveal itself.
“I love you too.”
The woman who effortlessly spoke cute words with a faint smile.
Kun looked at Cloé for a moment, then stood up and gently embraced her. Relieved, she fell into a deep sleep, unaware of her changing position, still as a log.
The disheveled hair he had disturbed remained unruly. After a short kiss on her exposed forehead, he left the tent.
The cold night breeze greeted him. Even though it wasn’t fully night yet, the outside was silent. With the capture of the monster’s leader marking the end of the hunt, the knights were now taking a rest.
He started walking a long distance. Considering he had been down for over a day, his steps were surprisingly steady.
As Friedrich left the imperial military camp, a wasteland came into view. Kun walked there for quite some time. Soon, the military camp with the flag of the Sahir Empire was revealed.
When the Emperor, and one known to have fallen, was unexpectedly found in a foreign territory, the knights exchanged glances. However, no one with enough courage approached him to inquire about his intentions.
He continued to roam around undisturbed until he finally stopped in front of a military camp. At that moment, the hesitant knights rushed forward.
Of course, Kun’s actions were faster, rendering their efforts futile.
Entering the camp, he noticed a familiar face and tightened his expression even more. Stretching his long legs to reach the destination in one go, he extended his arms as long as his wingspan. Soon, the lifeline of his opponent was in his grip.
“Did I not say I couldn’t kill you?”
It was Cedric’s neck.
Cedric’s face, which had smirked with a contemptuous expression upon Kun’s arrival, suddenly changed, showing signs of impending death.
“Don’t make me laugh. There’s only one reason I haven’t killed you.”
“You, sir. Please let go of this….”
“Because I haven’t created a situation where I can kill your bastard without consequences.”
With a voice as chilling as his actions, the man moved his fingers to caress the bulky protrusion of Cedric’s throat. The eyes, full of vitality, resembled those of Knight Kun Friedhide, drawing a sword against an enemy.
“But what to do now? Just as my hand is revealed, so is yours.”
“…Ugh…!”
After a moment, Cedric’s breathing became heavy. The man’s hand, which had been resisting like a rebellion against the threat to him, gradually weakened.
“Ah, how about a bet? Who will perish first, you or me? Which of our hands is more fatal to each other.”
Finally, Kun smiled.
Male lead is a Destined Young Husband (Female-dominant)
One-sentence summary: Wife-master, listen to my explanation!
Li Ruantang, a young lady from a prestigious family, stumbled and fell. When she woke up, she saw a noble and beautiful young man sitting by her bedside, wiping away tears.
The young master had slightly reddened eyes, and his every move exuded charm.
The sight made Li Ruantang’s eyes hot and her heart flutter. After all, she had made a bet with the young master Meng from the neighboring family. If she couldn’t marry a husband before the end of the year, she would have to admit defeat and give up the jade she had worked so hard to obtain.
Outside the window, the flowers were in full bloom.
Rather than losing the bet, the jade, and her face, Li Ruantang calculated that it would be better to seek marriage with the young master in front of her, killing three birds with one stone.
…
Meng Jun never thought that an accident during a spring outing would lead to them rolling down a cliff and into a river, yet still survive.
Now they were trapped in an unknown village, and Meng Jun had overheard that the family who had rescued them had their own intentions.
After all, it was Li Ruantang who had lost her mind and sought marriage first. He was only trying to protect himself!
Glancing at Li Ruantang, who was listing her own merits, the young husband’s voice softened, and he blushed as he lied, “W-wife-master, Wife-master, don’t you remember me?”
The young husband’s voice was clear and handsome, coaxing Li Ruantang’s heart to be soft and sweet, and she spared no effort to protect him.
It wasn’t until they returned to the capital that Li Ruantang suddenly remembered.
When they had fallen off the cliff, in order not to implicate Wei Yunruo, whom he secretly admired, the young husband had instead pulled her, who was slightly farther away, down the cliff with him…
Short summary by Yuushi L: Initially, the male lead (ML) liked another girl, while the female lead (FL) liked the ML. Both fell off a cliff. The FL temporarily lost her memory, and the ML, fearing others might take advantage of him, claimed FL was his wife while they were staying in a village. Later, when they returned home, the FL regained her memories and remembered that the ML liked someone else, so she kept her distance from him. However, during their time living together in the countryside, the ML’s view of the FL had completely changed. From this point, his pursuit of the FL begins.
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