Prince Alfonso was eagerly awaiting a chance to escape the palace. However, in early spring, when the court had just returned from the south, most official schedules were arranged in a form of people coming into Palazzo Carlo to pay tribute to the royal family. Ariadne had no reason to enter the court, but the prince had no chance to leave.
“Your Highness. As you may know, the palace ball is absolutely impossible. There’s a world of difference between the marriage alliance negotiations breaking down because the conditions don’t match and them breaking down due to our fault.”
“……I know.”
Alfonso was supposed to escort Princess Lariesa at the palace ball. It was King Leo III’s decision.
“……Then how about meeting Ari outside after the palace ball, on the day of the spring festival?”
Prince Alfonso was scheduled to give a speech at San Benedetto Square, the largest square in San Carlo, on the day the spring festival begins. It was the only outing schedule he managed to find by poring over the timetable.
“Your Highness, are you going to walk hand in hand with your girlfriend in public? I will permit it if you increase the escort force by about 300.”
“I don’t need your permission.”
“You always remember just those parts. Security can’t be compromised. Rejected, rejected.”
Alfonso grimaced.
Alfonso was choosing a date with Bernardino while the schedule was spread out. Of course, it wasn’t a date with Bernardino, but a date with Ariadne.
“Oh, my fate.”
Bernardino, who was close to forty and still single, pounded his chest.
“I don’t even know if my wife exists or if she’s even been born, but I’m setting up someone else’s date.”
“How can you blame me when you don’t use your vacation and you don’t date?”
“All my hard work and overtime was to serve you well, your Highness.”
“Your happiness is not something others give to you. You have to take care of it yourself.”
Only after Bernardino calculated where he would be taken to prison if he hit the young lord’s mouth could he stop his violent impulse.
“Then do this. After the event at San Benedetto Square, meet Ari in my carriage.”
“How is it that our prince only becomes creative at times like this?”
Alfonso glared at Bernardino. However, Bernardino couldn’t stop his instinct to tease.
“And why does the place have to be a confined space? What sinister thoughts are you having?”
At this point, Alfonso, whose face had turned red, couldn’t hold back anymore and raised his voice.
“Dino!”
It was because he was somewhat right on point.
“Wah!”
The single assistant ran away at full speed. It was sad enough not to have a girlfriend, but he couldn’t be the target of his lord’s anger.
[This is the time separator]Ariadne’s first outing of the spring was not a trip with Prince Alfonso, but a visit to the cathedral with Julia de Valdesar.
Julia kept her promise she had made when she sent condolences at Arabella’s funeral. As soon as she returned to San Carlo, she suggested they go worship together at San Ercolano Cathedral.
Ariadne left the house dressed in a thickly embroidered black silk dress, wearing black gloves and a black veil. The only color on her entire body was her deep green eyes and pale skin.
The extremely minimalistic attire was just like when she was at the Bergamo farm before she entered the de Mare mansion.
However, the clothes, expressions, and atmosphere she now exuded were incomparably noble to then. Moreover, it was not the object, but the person’s dignity that was well honed like a wellsharpened sword. Memories of success, specifically memories of successful revenge, seemed to change a person’s attitude.
She acted very quietly, not standing out in other people’s eyes, but she was confident as if she couldn’t imagine herself failing at anything now.
It seemed that Julia de Valdesar, who met Ariadne coming down from the carriage, thought so too.
“Ariadne! Have you been taking Sparta etiquette classes all winter? Is it because of the posture? Why is the atmosphere different?”
As Julia pondered what Ariadne might have done in San Carlo during the winter, she was reminded that Ariadne had mourned the loss of both her mother and brother last winter, and quietly bit her lip.
“Don’t take it too seriously. I mean, you seem well.”
Having said this, Julia almost bit her lip again. It sounded like she was happy after mourning.
“……I mean, you seem happier than I thought given your grief.”
In fact, Ariadne herself had no intention of troubling Julia. She replied with a slight smile.
“Don’t worry, I understood perfectly. How was Taranto!”
They headed toward the ossuary annexed to the San Ercole Cathedral, laughing. Ariadne’s younger sister Arabella, Julia’s grandmother, and older brother were buried there.
Lucrezia was buried on the Bergamo farm. The condition proposed by the biological family of Paola Scampa was that Lucrezia could not have a grand funeral or luxurious burial.
“Rest in peace. Amen.”
“Amen.”
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
*
Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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