Seduce With The Body Of An Enemy (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 5
“How pathetic. Whom did she take after to end up like this, honestly.”
From the very first day of the wedding, Cassius had silently abandoned the venue, leaving the entire burden squarely on my shoulders.
Whom did she take after to act like that?
‘Whom, indeed? You…’
Come to think of it, Vivian didn’t resemble Duke Diarobe in the slightest.
Neither her blue hair nor her violet eyes carried even a hint of his aura or coloring—which, frankly, was a relief.
Just recalling Vivian while looking in the mirror was already exhausting; if his image were to surface as well, it would have been unbearable agony.
In the midst of such bitter thoughts, he amiably clinked his champagne glass against mine.
Since the nobles’ gazes had turned unfavorable, he apparently wanted to stage a heartwarming father-daughter moment.
Of course, even as he did so, his barbs never ceased.
“How is it that every single thing you do brings shame upon Snowfell?”
The nobles must have been murmuring unpleasant things upon seeing me standing alone.
Diarobe’s clenched fists revealed just how furious he truly was.
Watching him like that was both satisfying and laughable.
I gulped down the champagne, and even the quietly simmering anger within me cooled into icy stillness.
“How is that my fault? If it’s Snowfell, anyone would shudder at the mere mention.”
“And just why would anyone dislike Snowfell?”
Countless misdeeds by Snowfell instantly flooded my mind.
It was absurd that Diarobe still remained unaware of them. Then again, those who stab others are always quick to forget their own cruelty.
As I stared silently at Diarobe, he frowned deeply, clearly baffled, and added:
“He doesn’t even realize how much more advantageous it is for him to align with Snowfell than with that lowly Rosemary. Tch.”
‘Lowly Rosemary…’
I clenched my gloved hand so tightly it nearly tore.
Meanwhile, Diarobe’s gaze slowly shifted and came to a halt somewhere in the distance.
A sneer mingled with his usual haughtiness.
Following his line of sight, I turned my head—and there he was, the father I’d been deliberately avoiding.
He had only just begun to move quietly through the crowd now that the music had started and the chatter had slightly died down.
Even from here, I could tell he was being extremely cautious not to draw attention.
Since the exit required passing through the central door, his path inevitably brought him closer to us.
Just as I tried to look away, Diarobe turned directly toward my father.
‘Damn it.’
Diarobe’s eyes were unmistakably fixed on him.
It was obvious what he’d do next—feigning politeness to corner my father and spout whatever venom came to mind.
‘He’s trying to salvage his damaged pride by redirecting attention to Rosemary.’
With no other choice, I uttered something calculated to draw Diarobe’s focus back to me.
“It’s about the wedding night.”
Diarobe stopped dead in his tracks, clearly caught by my words.
“What will happen if His Highness doesn’t enter the bridal chamber?”
As expected, his gaze snapped back to me instantly.
“Are you seriously asking that right now?”
His expression twisted as if questioning how I could possibly pose such a foolish inquiry.
Given that such a thing had never occurred in history, his reaction was understandable.
For the imperial family, the wedding night wasn’t just a tradition—it was a duty.
A widespread superstition in the empire claimed that if an imperial couple failed to consummate their marriage on the first night, they would be cursed.
It was likely a myth fabricated by the first emperor out of fear that the imperial line’s extinction would plunge the empire into chaos.
But even if it was just superstition, if the majority of the populace believed it, it became a serious matter.
Hence, my anxiety.
‘Will Cassius come to me tonight?’
It wasn’t about my own feelings or humiliation.
If Cassius didn’t come, it could escalate into a major crisis.
Failing to fulfill an imperial duty could sow the seeds of justification for challenging imperial authority.
Of course, this single act alone wouldn’t change much… but history was filled with examples of tiny fissures eventually causing massive upheavals.
Cassius surely knew that too.
Yet, the look of pure disgust he’d fixed on me still felt fresh enough to give me a headache.
While my thoughts tangled, my father quietly slipped away behind us.
In my effort not to watch him leave, my eyes naturally met Diarobe’s.
Revulsion surged within me, but outwardly, I maintained a perfectly natural, practiced social smile.
After thousands of repetitions, this was second nature.
“Don’t worry. As long as I’m Father’s daughter, making Cassius kneel at my feet will be nothing.”
Having to utter such nonsense right in front of Snowfell—whom I’d love to tear apart right now—was yet another moment that made me sick of myself.
But for now, I had to bide my time.
Though Diarobe had always used Vivian as his public face, he himself orchestrated everything from behind the scenes.
I couldn’t deny his political acumen and intelligence.
And right now, I was utterly powerless against him.
I’d exhausted all my magical power during the possession, and I had no powerful allies to back me.
‘Until I regain my strength and save Cassius… I must humor him.’
But why was he silent?
Glancing at Diarobe curiously, I found his expression frozen for some unknown reason.
‘Did something I say offend him? Or… could he possibly have noticed I’ve changed?’
A strange feeling brushed my mind.
I’d assumed he didn’t care enough about his own daughter to even suspect anything—after all, he’d shown no sign of suspicion since I woke up.
Perhaps my complacency had been a mistake.
In that suffocating silence, a fleeting moment passed.
At its end, he wore a satisfied smile.
“Of course it must be done. The consummation tonight is absolutely necessary.”
My breath, held until now, finally escaped.
‘I’ll have to be even more careful from now on.’
“Don’t worry.”
I curved my lips upward without the slightest hesitation, and Diarobe’s face blossomed with evident satisfaction.
I couldn’t tell what he’d been thinking moments ago, but clearly, my response pleased him.
“Yes. Once you bear that man’s heir, the age of Snowfell shall dawn.”
If I bore an imperial heir, as he said, the empire would fall completely into Snowfell’s grasp.
But for now, I had no choice but to obey him.
To save Cassius, I’d do far worse.
‘If only I can save him…’
Toppling Snowfell could wait—there would be time enough for that afterward.
The moment he stands at the peak of midwinter,
I will slowly melt Snowfell’s season of cold, biting snow.
Until not even ashes remain when Snowfell finally pays attention.
I will crush them utterly.
‘Perhaps then, we’ll find our spring again.’
As I silently made this vow, Diarobe vanished from my sight.
Only then did the knot in my chest loosen.
The massive mirror before me—like a looming calamity—reflected my wretched visage.
‘Is it even possible to seduce Cassius looking like this?’
Another long sigh escaped me, aimed at this damned fate.
*
After returning to the Crown Prince’s palace, Cassius maintained a silence so absolute it seemed his lips had sealed shut.
As if he’d forgotten how to speak entirely.
Occasionally gazing into empty space or out the window, he looked like a man who’d lost all meaning in life.
He’d been this way ever since Rachel disappeared.
He’d once claimed that accepting the Snowfell marriage would be his cruelest revenge—but now, Cassius looked more like a corpse than a living man.
Tikan approached and stood before him.
Noticing the gloom in Tikan’s step, Cassius slowly lifted his head.
“What did you find?”
Even in that brief question, Cassius’s tension was palpable.
At his lord’s inquiry, Tikan bowed his head and placed what he held onto the table before Cassius.
“As you ordered, I searched again from the beginning—but this is all I found. Nothing else turned up.”
Cassius studied the strange star-shaped mark intently—then slowly stiffened.
“This is a mage’s trace.”
“What? A mage? How can you be sure…?”
Only someone deeply versed in magic could recognize such subtle traces.
But Cassius, who had spent so long beside Rachel, knew even the sound of her breath.
Naturally, he recognized the magic circles she used to draw as well.
Using magic almost always left traces behind.
Only a rare few grand mages possessed the skill to erase them completely.
In short, only one family would dare commit such an audacious act on another’s territory while leaving traces like this.
“What’s Snowfell’s current activity?”
Noticing the grim set of Cassius’s face, Tikan immediately understood his suspicion.
“You think Snowfell was involved in my sister’s disappearance?”
Tikan still vividly remembered the last time he saw his sister.
Her eyes, shocked by the news of her lover’s terminal condition; her trembling hands; her weeping shadow… yet she’d stormed off, clearly furious.
He was certain no outside interference had prompted her departure.
Truthfully, beyond everything else, his sister was practically the empire’s strongest warrior.
No one in the world could make her disappear—not with her signature water-infused slap always ready.
Cassius, however, thought differently.
To him, his beloved Rachel was the gentlest, most fragile soul.
She was like a fairy—one who might vanish if you breathed too hard.
Moreover, unlike Tikan, Cassius still held vivid memories of his past life.
‘Snowfell had countless motives to eliminate Rosemary. If they wanted Rosemary gone, they’d strike at Rachel first—the heart of it all.’
Snowfell’s accumulated sins were more than enough to fuel Cassius’s suspicions.
“If not Snowfell, then who else would dare do something like this?”
“But they had no reason to. At that time, Lady Vivian had already been publicly accepted as Crown Princess…”
“We’ll see about that.”
Cassius held out the petrified fragment toward Tikan.
“Take this to Sir Rodgo immediately and have him identify which house left this trace.”
Though Tikan remained skeptical about any link between his sister’s disappearance and Snowfell, he recognized the gravity of the situation.
He bowed sharply and vanished outside without another word.
When scheming men desperately battle for her favor in the male harem
This one’s also on my reread list! The rivalry, scheming between the men in the imperial harem are just as intense and thrilling as in classic palace drama novels, where concubines fight to the death. Give it a read, girls! I promise you won’t be disappointed.
Synopsis:
“I am not worthy of her… but I still want to be by her side, even if only as a loyal dog…”
Those were the painful whispers of Yue Guanyi – the proud Crown Prince of the Great Qi, who was torn between deep love and a guilty conscience. Despite holding the supreme power of the Imperial Guard, he still could not forget the dark past when he was sold into a brothel.
Fate played a cruel twist when Qiu Shuzhi – a young female official who had just passed the imperial examinations with top honors – stepped into his life. She did not know that she was the one who had saved him from a tragic fate many years ago. And now, her heart was the target of pursuit for both Yue Guanyi and the powerful Empress Dowager Qin Qing.
While Yue Guanyi only dared to silently care for and protect the one he loved from afar, the Empress Dowager Qin Qing openly expressed his feelings and did not hesitate to take advantage of his power to approach Qiu Shuzhi. The covert struggle between the two most powerful forces in the imperial court began…
Trigger warning: All men in this novel are yandere style.
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