Coleman promptly stepped back with a faithful attitude. Cedeloi, as if separated from the noise of the street, which was cut off by the buzzing sound, slowly walked toward Lady Celine’s house, enveloped in complete silence.
Is Chelle’s not home? Cedeloi wondered. He might have come in through the holes under the fence, wandering around the neighborhood as he pleased when he felt hungry or sleepy. Lady Celine might be taking a nap.
To rationalize the disturbing silence pressing on his mind, Cedeloi had to squeeze various thoughts out of his head.
He tried knocking, but there was no response. Cedeloi reached under the doorstep, picked up a small stone stuck in the crevice, and pulled out an old key. Turning the key into the lock, it clicked, making a sound as it unlocked.
After returning the key to its place, he entered the house. The last time he visited, he met Meiana here. It was a night when the rain poured down like a flood.
Originally, Cedeloi was planning to return to the Duchy early that afternoon. If King Elmerat hadn’t insisted on him joining the evening banquet, he wouldn’t have visited Lady Celine’s house. In that case, he wouldn’t have encountered Meiana.
“Madam?”
Cedeloi called out to the quiet house. Lady Celine was sensitive to any sound or other indications, as she couldn’t see in front of her. Normally, if she heard only the sound of him finding the key, she would have come out to open the door.
“Madam Celine, are you there?”
Silence again. Knowing that Lady Celine rarely went out, Cedeloi, with narrowed eyes, entered the living room. A musty smell emanated from the worn-out tapestries on the wall and the threadbare rug on the floor.
“Madam…”
Lady Celine was in the living room, sitting in an old armchair with worn-out cushions, tilting her head, lost in sleep. Perhaps due to not drawing the curtains, the bright sunlight outside felt like a short dream. Cedeloi sat down very carefully on one side of the sofa and gently held the hand of the elderly woman who was asleep.
“Madam Celine.”
The wrinkled woman’s eye area faintly fluttered. When she opened her eyes, Cedeloi was suddenly overwhelmed by the impulse to leave and escape.
The fine sunlight streaming through the dusty curtain crevices illuminated Lady Celine’s face and then quietly moved away.
“Oh my…”
Lady Celine, slowly turning her head, smiled at Cedeloi. Relieved by her unchanged expression, Cedeloi tried to extend a polite greeting by gently holding her hand more firmly. That’s when Lady Celine said,
“Who are you? Are you here to meet our Liria?”
Cedeloi’s attempt to smile froze at his lips. However, Lady Celine, still with a gentle smile, tried to slowly lift her unresponsive body.
At the moment her knees gave way, Cedeloi reflexively supported the lady, helping her rise unsteadily.
The lady said, “I’m sorry; I occasionally make mistakes like this because I can’t see… Is Liria not at home? She might have gone to buy bread. Please wait a moment; I’ll prepare tea shortly.”
Lady Celine released Cedeloi’s hand and tried to move towards the kitchen. When she picked up the cane placed beside the chair, Cedeloi said, “Madam.”
“Why are you like this, guest?”
Cedeloi, feeling as if his breath was caught in his throat, involuntarily clenched his throat. He had to say something… but he couldn’t figure out what to say.
What to say…
“Has the Duke come?”
Celine’s words left Cedeloi momentarily bewildered. The hand that had been holding his throat slipped away.
She continued, “You are the Duke, right?”
Cedeloi answered slowly, “Yes, that’s correct. It seems you were taking a nap.”
Lady Celine nodded with a shy smile. Her eyes, which revealed nothing earlier, seemed to shine a bit more now. It was as if the Celine from a while ago was a different person. She seemed older now, but more vibrant. It felt like she had just awakened from a real nap.
“Please, have a seat, Your Grace. The weather seems nice today. It’s warm inside. Shall I make some tea?”
Cedeloi watched Lady Celine’s movements with anxious eyes.
“No, madam. I must return to the palace soon.”
With a regretful expression, Lady Celine turned away. “To bother this old lady during your busy times. Thanks to Your Grace’s care, I’m doing very well. So, don’t worry.”
“I understand, madam. But… it’s Liria’s request.”
Cedeloi’s expression was marked with faint distress and guilt. At this moment, he found it somewhat fortunate that Lady Celine couldn’t see herself. He couldn’t stop such cruel thoughts.
Upon hearing her granddaughter’s name, Lady Celine’s face darkened slightly. She slowly returned to the armchair. Breathing out a long sigh, her face turned frail as she stared into an indescribable place.
“Your Grace, I’ve been acting very strangely lately… Even though I could vividly recognize this house despite not being able to see, now, it’s as if there’s fog, and I can’t remember where things are. Isn’t it strange?”
Cedeloi felt the sensation of a large stone lodged in his throat again. Lips moistened, he uttered, “It must be due to fatigue.”
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
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Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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