However, the person who could do nothing about the iron fence, guards, and even Clad himself appeared right in front of Yu-an in exactly two days.

The morning after spending two nights with the increasingly silent Clad.

The Emperor of the Euphris Empire, Igor Euphris, Clad’s uncle who had abandoned him.

Igor Euphris, boasting his imposing demeanor, crossed the iron fence of the dark mansion.

Clad, always in his nightgown, had dressed up for the first time in 10 years, assisted by butler Gustav.

Yu-an too had hurriedly altered and worn the most colorful and elaborately decorated dress left by one of Clad’s former wives.

Although it didn’t quite suit her youthful face, Hena praised her, saying she looked like a princess from another kingdom.

As the couple, dressed up, stepped out of the mansion, Igor Euphris appeared with a procession of about 200 people.

The Emperor, who had been a warrior in his youth, arrived on a majestic horse, not in a carriage.

Yu-an felt like she was facing a giant lion in the jungle alone and slightly shrank her shoulders.

She naturally moved closer to Clad’s side as the Emperor, dismounting his horse, strode towards them, showing off his slightly yellowed teeth with a smile.

“To the great Euphris, boundless glory. Your Majesty the Emperor, I greet you.”

Following the etiquette hastily learned from the butler, Yu-an bowed her knee and head simultaneously, only to find the Emperor’s face close to hers when she looked up.

The Emperor, who had been quite a handsome man in his youth, had broad, open features.

However, the terrible scars peeking out from his thickly grown golden beard made him appear extremely threatening to Yu-an.

His eyes shone, but not with intelligence; rather, they resembled the madness of boiling water.

His thick hands reached out towards her, and Yu-an, knowing it was rude, first glanced at Clad instead of the Emperor.

Clad’s eyes, half-covered by a mask, were fixed straight ahead and hadn’t moved since earlier.

Yu-an placed her trembling hand on Emperor Igor’s.

Igor firmly grasped her tiny hand and, without hesitation, removed the long, white silk glove that covered it, then lowered his lips.
Regina Peliese, unable to contain her fluttering heart, was looking around the banquet hall.

She was excited to meet Drake Treloni here, unknown to the public as the new bride of the exiled prince.

She was thrilled to find out that Drake, who had no idea that the new bride of the former prince was the one he had originally proposed to, was invited to this party!

Regina, expressing dissatisfaction with being seated far from the Emperor, scrutinized the people sitting at the opposite table, one by one, against the background of her parents’ complaining voices.

Then she saw Yu-an Peliese sitting with a tense expression.

Trying to look stern, but a crow is still a crow.

A poor soul living in a burnt black castle, unable to show her face and wearing a mask, with a monster for a husband.

In contrast, Regina was ready to debut glamorously by stirring up romantic rumors with Drake Treloni, becoming the most radiant butterfly.

Regina, accompanied by Sophia Melrin, a fellow court noble and her ardent follower, approached where Yu-an was sitting.

Walking rhythmically in the free atmosphere of the banquet hall, unlike Regina, Sophia hurried to hide behind her as they got closer to the monster, the exiled prince.

“Where did His Highness, the ‘ex’ prince, go, leaving you alone here?”

Clad was nearby, surrounded by the Emperor’s entourage and receiving formal greetings.

Regina asked nonchalantly, despite seeing this, her face overflowing with ease.

A gesture that was worlds apart from Yu-an, who sat stiff and rigid like a scarecrow.

“Greetings, Your Highness, the exiled prince’s wife.”

“Pfft.”

Sophia, who glanced around nervously, awkwardly bowed to Yu-an, prompting Regina to cover her mouth with her hand and laugh.

Sophia, startled, slightly tugged on Regina’s sleeve.

But it was a feeble attempt against Regina, who had approached with a plan.

“Would you mind introducing us, Yu-an? We might not meet again, but it’s good to know a peer. This is Sophia Melrin, from the Melrin Baronet family. She’s my friend who will debut with me at the royal palace. Say hello, Sophia. This is Yu-an Peliese.”

Regina was exhilarated by the thought of completely overshadowing Yu-an in front of Sophia.

“A cousin who ran off to get married without a word and never contacted us. Such an ungrateful person. You should see how our parents treated this pitiful cousin.”