“It’s impossible for a princess born after devouring the empress to have a guard or a dedicated maid. I never thought I’d have a knight for life.”
“My Lady.”
“That’s all I can do for this grateful person. Someday there will be someone precious to you, Sir, so I will only accept your oath until then. I will refuse to die in exchange or suffer a mortal wound.”
My God.
A sigh from an unknown source burst forth.
However, Bianca didn’t back down.
“Hurry.”
With a small voice, she even urged the frozen knight to answer.
“I will for my entire life.”
“I refuse.”
“My Lady.”
“I will refuse that. I have lived my whole life without a guard. Now is not wartime, and especially if it is wartime, I hate it more. I’m satisfied with light guarding. Please whisper Sir’s oath to Sir’s wife in the future.”
Hurry.
The urgency that followed the end of the speech was so natural that Rafin’s head nodded unconsciously.
“Thank you.”
Bianca gladly accepted Rafin’s oath.
Rafin, who had come to his senses belatedly, made a sound of ‘uh?’, but he never had another chance.
It was Julie, who had been pouting her lips all the time, who had taken Bianca’s fingertips, her eyes reddening.
“My Lady, please accept my oath as well.”
“Julie, you are already my dedicated maid.”
“Can’t you call me Sir Julie?”
Insisting that she was not a child, Julie was now throwing a tantrum like a child.
However, because her desire for affection was cute, Bianca decided to play along.
“Okay, Sir Julie.”
“I want to swear to My Lady.”
“That’s too much. Then I will only accept Sir’s oath until Sir finds someone precious as well.”
“Thank you.”
Julie quickly bowed her head, touched her forehead to her fingertips, and shouted, “Until the day I die, I will live by Lady Bianca’s sword.”
It seemed that the maid who grew up among the knights was not satisfied with just being a dedicated maid.
Until the day she stayed in the North, Bianca, who had thought she had to take the time to correct the strange habit that had formed in Julie’s body, was surprised by the third warmth that touched her fingertips.
“Hailey?”
“Please call me Sir as well.”
Apparently joining in Julie’s play, Hailey was also taking the same position as Rafin.
A chancellor who is so stiff that he is serious, pretending to be a knight.
Bianca felt dizzy for a moment.
But what does it matter.
The shy maiden’s first knight might adapt more quickly to this atmosphere.
So Bianca allowed the oath to ‘Knight Heiley’ this time as well.
“I refuse to risk or injure my life in your stead.”
“I will try not to do so.”
“It’s not about trying, you must keep it.”
“As commanded.”
It was a somewhat playful and strange time.
But Bianca was certain that she would remember this day for a long time.
The laughter of the three volunteering knights was too lovely.
“Hey, there.”
“Yes, steward.”
“I’m not a steward.”
“Oh, I apologize. Head servant.”
Creta clicked her tongue as she looked at the new servants who thought of her as the head servant all too naturally.
The castle was generally a mess.
This happened because Duke Barlock and his wife did not need attendants and spent most of their time outside the main castle.
There was only a minimum number of staff in the castle.
Like a head chef, or a kitchen assistant.
Ever since the glass greenhouse was ruined by hail, they stopped employing gardeners, and the knights took turns cleaning as needed, which was enough.
In the end, the number of servants dwindled until there were none left about ten years ago.
Yet it still functioned, which was the strangest part.
“I’m Creta Barhan, the Duke’s adjutant. Not the head servant.”
With a piercing look, Creta, who had sharply arched her eyebrows, explained herself and distributed the tasks to the thirty people in line.
It finally felt like they were serving a ‘Duke’ after assigning the last footman.
It was a very unpleasant feeling.
“Now, everyone move quickly. The ‘steward’ is on the way, so if anything comes up, ask ‘Heiley’ the head servant.”
At her words, one of the servants raised his hand.
“Will we be reassigned when the steward arrives?”
O’Henry Cazel.
The third son of Baron Cazel, Barlock’s retainer.
They had to fill the servant positions with those sent by the retainers as they couldn’t employ just anyone.
Creta quickly reviewed the Baron Cazel family.
They lost a son during last year’s wave.
The Cazel family had been fortunate for generations.
They couldn’t let the family line die.
That’s why they accepted him without question when he was sent as a servant rather than a ‘knight.’
Creta relaxed her tightly knit brows as she looked at O’Henry, who seemed a bit tense.
“Why, don’t you like the area you were assigned?”
“Oh, no.”
They had specially assigned O’Henry to the 3rd floor, considering the Cazel family.
“I was just wondering if I could go.”
The overly naive response that made him hesitate made Creta laugh in vain.
“Don’t worry.”
The 3rd floor was where the Duchess stayed.
Where the seven castle knights stayed, two battalion commanders remained as escort knights, and a knight disguised as a dedicated maid guarded.
Safer than any other place, but a place that had to be safer still.
Creta patted O’Henry’s trembling shoulders.
“You’ll only be able to meet the dedicated maid, Miss Jully, anyway.”
Creta’s smiling face was rather intimidating, so O’Henry’s face completely stiffened.
The Male lead Always Seduces Her with His Beauty (Matriarchy)
Xin Jiao Zhou is the leader of the world’s premier sect. She has just experienced betrayal from all sides, was poisoned in an assassination attempt, and faced death squad attacks while the poison was taking effect. After finally clearing out the scum from her sect, she was drugged again while trying to detoxify.
After waking up from a night of unconsciousness, she gained a “beautiful and kind-hearted” husband.
Xin Jiao Zhou: “???”
He fell ill.
She came to see him, bringing breakfast.
As she put down the breakfast and was about to leave, his hand slipped while holding the spoon. “Clank!”
She turned around upon hearing the noise.
He looked up at her, his eyebrows drooping: “My hand… has no strength.”
“Shall I… feed you?” she asked tentatively.
He opened his mouth cheerfully: “Ah—”
Thinking she was drowning, he jumped in without hesitation to save her, but nearly drowned himself. In the end, it was she who swam over to rescue him, giving him air underwater.
After emerging from the water, his ear tips turned red. He lightly brushed his cheek, tucking his sideburns behind his ear, revealing delicate, pink-tinged ear tips. He lowered his gaze, too embarrassed to look at her.
Xin Jiao Zhou: He’s truly beautiful, kind-hearted, and adorable.
A certain someone when disciplining subordinates behind the scenes: “If they don’t obey, just kill them.”
What’s that? She might already have someone she cares about in her heart? A certain someone: Find out who it is, kill them, and then there won’t be anyone.
What? She met a man by the riverside? What? That man even hurt her? A certain someone: Whichever hand hurt her, chop off his entire arm.
Love at first sight without realizing it, gradually falling in love, slowly getting closer…
Family and national grudges, schemes and desires, good and evil, crime and punishment, she and he face the future together, seeking justice with passion!
A naturally dark female lead who could accidentally destroy the world but is actually an honest person VS a weak, pitiful, and helpless but skilled fighter, beautiful white-cut black male lead
My heart is not of stone, how steadfast is your love? — Tao Yuanming “Imitating the Ancients (No. 3)”
— Reading Guide —
Cold female lead & dramatic black lotus with hidden yandere traits male lead
