In the silent dining room, Irene was surprised.
She had thought that a woman who couldn’t even mention her family name would lack dining etiquette. But Diana was elegantly slicing meat without any clatter of cutlery.
Her impeccable posture seemed straight out of an etiquette book, which somewhat twisted Irene’s mood.
“Father.”
Clang. A knife clattered against the plate and fell. Irene gasped and hurriedly bowed her head towards the Duke.
“I’m, I’m sorry.”
The Duke glanced at Irene and then turned his attention to Diana.
He had always been indifferent, even to his own son. But his reaction to Diana’s words was different. He nodded, encouraging her to continue.
“Is my eldest son whereabouts known to you?”
“Cough.” Irene almost choked on her salad. While the servants were in a frenzy, the father and son duo along with Diana showed little reaction.
‘The eldest son? Is that how you refer to that blood-crazed man? Right now?’
Even the Duke had disowned that man. But surprisingly, he was receptive to Diana’s query.
“Aren’t you in contact with him?”
“Not at all. He hasn’t sent anything to me. Don’t you know, Father?”
“Ahaha, sister-in-law. Father and brother never really communicated.”
Felice interjected amicably. The Duke frowned but didn’t say much, accepting the statement.
“So where exactly is he? That man.”
Diana muttered under her breath, and Felice responded with a smile, trying to reassure her.
“He’ll be back soon. Don’t worry, sister-in-law. Who would stray from such a beautiful lady at home?”
Irene looked at Felice in astonishment. He always smiled kindly, but he never made such hollow statements.
Moreover, Diana casually brushed off such words. Irene didn’t like that either. She had never received such treatment, but Diana took it for granted.
“Father, may I keep the keys to the storage?”
“Yes.”
“Then feel free to visit other storage rooms as well, sister-in-law. After all, you will be the mistress of our family. You can keep them as long as you like.”
What?! Irene’s eyes blazed with fury. She was supposed to be the mistress!
Clutching her fist, Irene gradually felt something odd as the meal progressed. She was supposed to be the one isolating that woman, but instead, she felt increasingly left out. She fully realized this only after the meal was over.
When she looked across and met Diana’s eyes, Irene’s façade crumbled at the smirk on Diana’s face.
Walking back to her room, Diana smirked as if looking at a hissing cat. No matter how much Irene showed her claws, it wasn’t even prickly.
‘Should I look into what trick she used?’
It wasn’t normal for everyone to show one-sided favor or hostility towards a single person.
Anyone who wasn’t a fool would have noticed. Irene relished the adulation from the servants, and the hostility was familiar but bothersome. It’d be better to deal with it before Roderick returns.
But where is this man? The conflict at the northern border has already been resolved, according to the messenger. He must have gone off track.
Pouting, Diana noticed Darren waiting in front of her room.
“Oh, Sir Darren? Is it your shift?”
“Yes, it is.”
“Are you standing guard alone? Or does it mean you’re worth more than two men?”
“…Yes, that’s right.”
Darren responded somewhat shyly, as earnest as his dignified appearance. Diana looked at him fondly.
The knights, who had been following Diana with a lackadaisical and poor attitude, bowed to Darren.
“We’ll be leaving now. Please take care of things.”
“Take care.”
“Sure.”
As expected, the knights didn’t bother to greet Diana and left abruptly.
Darren frowned at their behavior but refrained from speaking out loud in Diana’s presence.
Once the knights had gone, Diana, who had been intently watching their departure, asked,
“Which division do those knights belong to?”
“They are from the 2nd Knight Division.”
“They’re not under Roderick’s direct command?”
“Our unit is currently out with the Commander.”
Ah, right. That’s why she was surprised when Darren stayed behind.
It would have been convenient to have a deputy for handling matters. She was touched that someone as important as Darren was left by her side for her protection.
It seemed like a gesture of care from Roderick, warming her heart.
“Sir Darren?”
“Yes.”
Let’s start by verifying. Diana quietly approached Darren.
Too close for comfort, Darren stepped back, but Diana caught his arm, preventing him from moving further.
With only a fist’s distance between them, Diana’s pink eyes scanned him quickly.
Feeling her intense gaze, Darren broke into a cold sweat.
“This. Um.”
Commander wouldn’t like this! Darren swallowed his words. The proximity was so close he could almost feel her breath.
“Oh, sorry. Was that uncomfortable?”
“No, it’s not that.”
Uncharacteristically, Darren stuttered in his response.
“I was just checking something. Sir Darren, have you recently felt irritated or angry when you see me?”
“Not at all.”
His firm response made Diana step back, smiling lightly.
“Really?”
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
