Seduced the Doomed Villain (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 13
“Princess!”
Her violet-black hair rippled through the air, scattering wildly. His startled hand shot out urgently—his large palm firmly supporting her back.
His eyes involuntarily fell upon her exposed face and neck.
Her nightgown dress was soaked through with blood, stained crimson from the nosebleed dripping down and the long gash on her throat.
The sharp scent of blood filled his mouth with a metallic taste.
“Princess…”
His breath caught in his throat. The chilling thought that she might die sent an icy wave coursing through his entire body.
The woman in his arms seemed so fragile—like she might vanish if he gripped her with just one hand.
“Big sister!”
He snapped back to his senses at the child’s cry, nearly a scream.
“Kid, treat her right now.”
“Huh… I can’t! Not now! We have to get out of the forest first!”
Rodric’s face twisted in despair. He laid Diana down gently and called out to his subordinate.
“Daren!”
“Yes, Captain.”
Noel, unable to stay still, hastily used his sleeve to stanch the still-dripping nosebleed.
“First-aid supplies. Bring medicine.”
The Deputy Captain was battered from Rodric’s earlier assault—his armor shattered, deep wounds gouged into his flesh—but he was alive.
If not for Diana, everyone present would have died.
Feeling profound relief and gratitude, he dragged his injured body over and retrieved the supplies.
“I’ll do it.”
“I’ll do it myself.”
This was the first time Rodric had ever shown such raw emotion. Daren stared at his lord, struck by how unfamiliar he seemed.
Rodric himself stanched the bleeding and wrapped the bandages—performing every treatment personally. Though the bleeding had stopped, she remained unconscious, her eyes shut as if dead.
[This is the timeline separator]After descending from the tree, Felice blankly watched as Noel wriggled free from his arms and dashed ahead.
Piiii—A ringing pierced his ears.
Felice collapsed onto the ground and reached shakily toward his bag.
The glowing stones, which had radiated light moments before, had now lost their color and shattered.
Quickly grasping the connection between this and the current situation, Felice clenched his trembling hands tightly.
‘I… almost killed my brother.’
He’d only meant to lift the curse, to study it—but the realization that his mistake had nearly cost him everything made his whole body tremble uncontrollably.
Who among them was truly the most panicked by Diana’s collapse?
Though he appeared the least affected outwardly, Rodric’s state was far from stable.
“Captain.”
“Take care of the kid and follow us immediately.”
“Yes?”
“We’re leaving first.”
Rodric carefully wrapped Diana in his robe and a blanket, then lifted her gently into his arms.
“I’m coming too!”
“You’re in the way.”
“Me too! I want to go with big sister too!”
“Brother, I’ll clean up and bring him along.”
Felice tightly gripped Noel’s small hand. Though his expression was grim, no one paid attention.
“Alright.”
Watching Diana grow distant, Felice silently offered the thanks he couldn’t voice aloud. He gritted his teeth to hold back tears.
“Thank you… Thank you for saving my brother.”
He vowed to repay this kindness, no matter what it took.
While Felice was lost in sentiment, Noel stood glaring furiously at the trail of blood Diana had left behind.
“I won’t let this go. If anything happens to big sister, I won’t let it go.”
As knights slowly got up and tended to their injuries, Noel muttered under his breath—but no one heard that dark whisper.
[This is the timeline separator]“I’m sorry, Captain.”
“Are you trying to excuse your incompetence with an apology?”
A deadly voice sliced through like a blade. The priests trembled but kept muttering steadily.
“We’ve healed the neck wound and internal injuries, but as for why she hasn’t awakened yet… even we don’t know—”
Rodric roughly swept aside the hair falling over his eyes.
He couldn’t fathom how he’d even managed to break through the Black Forest with his wits intact.
Meeting up with the chamberlain waiting outside the forest, they reached the nearest village.
The first priests he summoned were useless—utterly incapable of even recognizing the curse.
“Get out.”
Without even glancing at the heavy pouch of gold tossed toward them, he kept his gaze fixed on Diana.
“Is there anything else we might do—?”
One priest, distracted by the money, babbled foolishly. The nearby chamberlain quickly intervened to spare his master further irritation.
“Now, now—you’ve done your part. Please leave at once. The Schwarz family will be making a substantial donation to the temple soon, so please go.”
Thud—the chamberlain pushed the priest out and shut the door firmly.
He glanced surreptitiously at his master’s condition. Normally unreadable and impassive, Rodric now looked dangerously unstable.
Was he about to lose his temper? In that tense silence, Rodric finally spoke.
“The carriage?”
“It’ll take too long to bring one from the North, so we’ve put out a request locally. It’ll arrive shortly.”
“Leave.”
At that terse command, the chamberlain bowed his head—but curiosity got the better of him, and he blurted out:
“Who is that young lady?”
Oops. He’d spoken without thinking again. His grandfather’s curse echoed in his mind: “That curiosity of yours will be your death.”
Contrary to his expectation of an explosion, Rodric’s voice was unnervingly calm.
“Diana Beatus.”
Diana… Beatus? The chamberlain gasped inwardly. The Beatus family ranked among the top three most powerful noble houses in the capital’s political sphere.
“C-could it be… you kidnapped her?!”
“…”
“No, I mean—you went looking for Young Master Felice, yet you return covered in blood, bringing back a Central noblewoman! And she looks gravely injured! Has your madness struck again?!”
“One more word.”
“Yes?”
“Say one more word, and you’ll spend the rest of your life with a slit mouth.”
“G-gah! I—I’m sorry!”
“Leave.”
Pale-faced, the chamberlain bowed deeply and hurried out of the room.
It was a shabby inn chamber with poor soundproofing—various noises filtered through the gaps in the door.
Only the air surrounding Rodric and Diana seemed stagnant, moving slowly as if time itself had paused.
Having been washed clean by a maid, she now lay peacefully dressed in fresh clothes, her pale beauty luminous.
He removed his black leather gloves and reached out, placing a fingertip gently against the tip of her nose.
Her breathing, soft as she slept, was so faint it seemed liable to stop at any moment.
That delicate breath unsettled him—he couldn’t understand why such a fragile breath could choke his own.
Rodric stared for a long while at her peacefully sleeping face.
“Diana Beatus.”
Even at that hushed whisper, her eyelids didn’t so much as flutter.
“Diana.”
He remembered how she’d once pouted because he wouldn’t call her by name.
Diana. Diana Beatus. He silently repeated her name in his mouth.
Just saying “Diana” made him feel suddenly closer to her.
‘Before we part, could you hold me tightly just once?’
‘I’ll say I fell for you at first sight.’
‘Do you know how hard I fought to get out?! Huh… It’s all pointless if you die! I need you!’
Her voice, full of longing for life, had sparkled with determination. She had always given her all.
This small, fragile woman had been fearless in her fight for survival.
Rodric gently took her hand. It was cold, drained of warmth—and he missed her heat.
“Why…?”
He didn’t know. An indescribable emotion churned in his hollow chest—unfamiliar, unpleasant, impossible to define.
He could only think this: he wanted her to live.
“Wake up. You said you wanted to live.”
I’ll make sure of it. Wake up.
He didn’t even realize how softly his voice had become.
Inside his chest, Diana’s presence slowly grew, settling into a place no one else could see—nor could anyone predict how far its influence would reach.
[This is the timeline separator]She was aware she was dreaming—there was no pain, and no one was in sight.
Drifting through the dark void, she caught a book floating alongside her.
What captured her attention as she read was the tale of a villainess.
By dictionary definition, a villainess was a cruel and savage woman.
Yet in most stories, the villainess was foolishly obsessed with a man, blaming other women for his infidelity.
She believed everything was the female lead’s fault—and sought revenge.
But why? Why didn’t it occur to her that the man was at fault?
He hadn’t even ended things properly before cheating—wasn’t he the worst of all?
And yet, he still wanted her? What on earth did he see in that man? What made him so special?
Please… please, just broaden your perspective.
Big sister!
The text pulled her in as if swallowing her whole—letters transformed into images, then into reality, and the scene before her shifted.
The imperial palace, radiating overwhelming majesty, burned amid crimson flames.
Against the backdrop of the ruined main hall, the Crown Prince and the villainess stood facing each other.
“If you cannot be mine…”
The villainess, shining brilliantly, smiled as radiantly as a rose brimming with poison.
“You’ll have to come with me, Your Highness.”
Her hand, stained with the Emperor’s blood, reached for the Crown Prince’s throat—but his hand was faster.
Before the poison on her sharp nails could touch his neck, a long sword pierced straight through the villainess’s heart.
The novel’s villainess, utterly cast aside in the loveplay between the Crown Prince and the Saintess—Vanessa Beatus, the Beatus family’s eldest daughter—died just like that.
Everything froze. Everything collapsed.
She who had been stabbed in the heart by the one she loved.
She who had gone so far as to assassinate the Emperor.
She who had been nothing but the Crown Prince’s dog—
vanished, along with everything else.
Everything was devoured by darkness.
The villainess’s world crumbled.
Heartbroken at the sight, Diana—now bound by blood to this tragic woman—embraced her tightly and wept uncontrollably in the dream.
[This is the timeline separator]Was this a nightmare?
Tears spilled over from beneath her quivering eyelids.
Rodric, without even putting on his gloves, gently wiped the endless stream of tears from her cheeks.
Those who knew Rodric well were utterly speechless at the sight of such tender devotion.
Five days had already passed since their arrival in the North.
And it had been quite some time since Diana had last awakened.
“U-um… I need to change the water bowl.”
Felice, who had been standing by the wide-open doorway, gave the maid a sweet smile and raised his index finger—silently signaling her to be quiet and leave.
Occasionally, people came to check on Diana out of concern—and this young maid seemed to be one of them.
How dare they? More and more servants had begun openly ignoring their master’s orders.
The moment Felice shut the door, his expression hardened instantly.
Ever since he’d run away and returned, Felice—once always smiling kindly at everyone—had begun to change.
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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MANGA DISCUSSION
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Chapter Comments (242)
Kia, what is this? What is this? Are you wearing something? Oh, how tempting and romantic! My sweet heroes! My heart is beating so fast! 😻💗💗
The man went straight to seduction and I’m all here for it!
I wonder if her whole family is in on it or just one person?
Kia is totally smitten with her, it’s clear he loves her. Her last confession was amazing, a powerful marriage proposal!! 🤭😻💗
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“What if the smell of blood makes my sister-in-law uncomfortable?”
Look at this! Felice now has a sister complex as well as a brother one! 😂
“But why are we both undressed? And in the same bed?”
Wow. He just jumped right in with both feet! He was so reluctant before!
Noel, with his cheeks puffed up roundly, huffed and turned his head away.
WHY DOES NOEL KNOW SO MUCH! I really am curious about his background!
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Miioo
What is this? It’s clear that the crown prince is a despicable scoundrel who wanted to exploit the evil woman and get rid of her. I hope she takes revenge on him and reveals the truth. Don’t be deceived by him, the treacherous villain. May she go to hell! 🤬
Artemtisforaday
I wonder when Diana will wake up. And if she’ll try to save her family.
Also, I wonder how Felice will change.