Prince Alfonso learned that the recipient of the condolences sent by Cardinal de Mare was not Ariadne, but her younger sister Arabella, when they were about a third of the way from Taranto to San Carlo.
It was when they met an investigator who had formally received the funeral notice at the monastery annex.
“Arabella de Mare, under the grace of Cardinal Simon de Mare, embarked on a distant journey with God’s guidance on the afternoon of February 1, 1123. We hereby inform you.
Funeral Home: Cardinal de Mare’s residence
Memorial Mass: At sunset on February 15, 1123, San Ercole Cathedral, Benedicto Hall.”
‘Arabella, Arabella de Mare.’
Alfonso read the name of the deceased written on the funeral notice over and over again, just in case he had misread it.
“Brother, is this someone you know?”
When Prince Alfonso couldn’t take his eyes off the funeral notice for a while, the investigator who showed him the funeral notice written on parchment cautiously asked. Alfonso returned the funeral notice to the investigator, holding his trembling hand.
“No, it’s not.”
Although he didn’t verbalize something like ‘it’s really fortunate that it was someone else who died’, Alfonso was now inwardly giving thanks to God. And he blamed himself for his selfishness.
“We must hurry so we can pay our respects to the deceased at the funeral home before the memorial mass.”
The investigator looked up at the winter sky where snow was falling and muttered worriedly. The investigator was on his way to express condolences to the central San Carlo Diocese on behalf of the southern Salbitelle Diocese.
“Brother, where are you going? To Taranto?”
Now that Prince Alfonso had confirmed that it was not Ariadne’s funeral, he should have rightly returned to Taranto.
“No. I’m going to San Carlo.”
Alfonso tightly held the reins.
[This is the time separator]“Alfonso……! How did you get here……!”
It was Alfonso’s face she saw for the first time in nearly 100 days. Ariadne was on the verge of tears.
Seeing her pale complexion and her face full of sorrow, a slight tear formed in Alfonso’s eyes. He gently wiped her teary eyes with his thumb. His extremely warm body temperature cut through the cold winter temperature and touched her skin.
Feeling Alfonso’s cold fingers, Ariadne regained her composure.
‘It’s not the time for this.’
Having barely managed to control her urge to burst into tears as soon as she saw him, she looked around.
Ariadne could easily guess why Alfonso de Carlo, the socalled ‘Golden Prince’ of the Central Continent, had cut off contact with her. Probably because of the Gallico Kingdom and the Grand Duchess of Gallico. He shouldn’t have been able to come here right now.
Looking around, Ariadne quickly led Alfonso to a small hall set up next to the conference room. Originally, it was a room used as a family dining room connected to the kitchen.
“Let’s go in here. There are too many eyes in the conference room.”
Alfonso obediently followed Ariadne inside. In the narrow space where the logs were burning in the fireplace, it was just the two of them.
“How did you get here!”
“I heard about your sister’s death. May her soul rest in peace.”
Tears welled up again in Ariadne’s eyes. Arabella was the family member she was closest to in this house. Alfonso, who had learned this through exchanging letters with her, prayed for her soul.
She had received countless condolences in the past 8 days, but this was the first time she felt someone was truly there for her. Now Ariadne could no longer hold back her tears and she wept in memory of her sister.
Seated in the dining room chairs, they didn’t speak for a long time.
The first to break the silence was Alfonso. He was always the one to initiate conversation between them.
“How are you feeling?”
Ariadne responded with a wry smile.
“An innocent child died.”
Ariadne clenched the sleeve of her mourning clothes.
“A truly innocent child. God doesn’t take sinners, just those who haven’t sinned. Good deeds are not rewarded and evil deeds are not punished.”
She swallowed the rest of the sentence ‘I will punish the evil that karma does not follow’.
Logs crackled in the fireplace. The sound of a winter blizzard outside the window could be heard.
Even if Arabella died, the sun rises and sets. The deceased could no longer leave a trace, and the living couldn’t bring about change.
“Why do we have to live, Alfonso? Why do people live?”
It was a voice laden with deep regret and listlessness. Prince Alfonso, startled by the desolation seeping into her voice, looked at the greeneyed girl. Her cheeks, dry as firewood, were sunken.
When he first met her last year, Ariadne’s cheeks, fitting for a young girl, were round and pleasant to look at. Now, her wrists, exposed beneath her thick and heavy black mourning dress, looked so thin they might snap.
Alfonso closed the distance and pulled Ariadne to sit beside him.
“Ari, you’re having a hard time, aren’t you?”
Male lead is a Love-Obsessed Merman
When he discovers she has gone, he risks everything to pursue her on land, enduring agonizing pain to transform his tail into human legs…
One-line summary: Male lead chases female lead. The male lead’s love is a bit sick, an invincible love brain.
Synopsis
During a voyage at sea, Jiang Yang accidentally captures a merman.
Servant: I heard that mermen are fierce and brutal.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman obediently rubbing her palm like a puppy: “You call this fierce and brutal?”
Servant: I heard that mermen have no human nature.
Jiang Yang looks at the merman with wet puppy eyes, obsessively calling her ‘A Yang’ like a childish infant: “You call this having no human nature?”
With great difficulty, she releases the merman back into the sea and returns to shore.
Who would have thought that in less than half a month, the merman, who should have been freely wandering in the South China Sea, would shed his scales, endure the pain of losing his tail, transform into human legs, and come ashore to find her?
He kneels at her feet, rubbing her palm, with merman tears rolling down: “A Yang, don’t abandon me.”
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