텼네.”
벤하민이 표트르의 목을 손아귀로 감싸 쥐고 몸을 기울였다.
“Know your place, or you might break your neck climbing a tree you shouldn’t. Whether that breaking means a halt to advancement or death, I’m not quite sure.”
Benjamin Visennov smoothly smiled and laughed.
“I’m, I’m sorry. I misspoke.”
Pyotr was sweating and stammering.
“……Your Highness?”
“Still, a mistake is something that should be corrected. My fiancée is watching, and I don’t want to look bad and be disliked.”
At first glance, from his gentle expression, it seemed as though Benjamin was giving kindly advice.
However, looking at the contradiction in Benjamin’s face now, even a foolish dullard would realize. This isn’t advice at all.
“If you want to keep even your short life thread, watch your tongue. If it gets any longer, your life might shorten.”
“Ugh!”
“It’s a joke. A joke. Joke twice and you might lose your breath.”
Benjamin adjusted his expression with a composed face. Impeccable, down to the buttonedup shirt and starched jacket.
Benjamin maintained his upright posture without a hint of awkwardness.
“I, I am this child’s father!”
“Is that so?”
Benjamin looked back at Charlotte.
“Weren’t you disowned?”
“I still am her father!”
“Well. I understand. But why should that matter?”
Benjamin covered his lips and smiled.
“Your Highness! I just……!”
“Just?”
“I am bewildered.”
“About what part?”
“I just heard about my daughter’s engagement!”
Benjamin chewed on Pyotr’s words, trailing off. Pyotr fidgeted with sweaty hands.
“Has His Majesty the Emperor also approved this engagement?”
“Ah, there’s no need to get permission from His Majesty. The imperial seal is already on the paperwork, so don’t worry.”
“This, this is what!”
“The useless Emperor lying sick in bed……”
Benjamin playfully tapped Charlotte’s nose.
“Even if the procedure is simplified, please understand.”
Charlotte scrunched her nose, and Benjamin squinted his eyes and smiled.
“It’s because my body is worn out.”
Pyotr swallowed his breath heavily.
‘Was that child always like that?’
Red. Completely red. A gloomy aura surrounded her, and her eyes held a faint venom.
‘Why?’
What did that venom mean?
Pyotr held his breath at the sight of his unfamiliar daughter. She’s becoming more like her deceased mother.
The sinister look in her eyes scanned him, sending chills down his spine.
“I raised you for 19 years!”
Pyotr suddenly stopped breathing.
“But now, you… what are you?”
Pyotr felt his head go light.
A red hue filled his vision.
Standing with the setting sun at her back, the sight was unbearably red.
Pyotr stepped back. Behind the red, a dark shadow stared at him.
“I am just Charlotte.”
Benjamin wrapped his arm around Charlotte’s shoulder and whispered.
“Charl.”
Benjamin asked generously.
“Shall we go home?”
Charlotte turned around.
(This is a time separator.)
“Why does the girl look like that before the engagement ceremony?”
Cesar cautiously asked Aster.
“Do you know?”
“Why are you dissatisfied?”
“Look at that child. Does her fate resemble Cozette’s? I don’t see her living easily.”
The mother and daughter both looked fierce.
As Aster clicked her tongue, Cesar stood still with arms crossed, looking at Charlotte.
“She looks strong.”
“Yes?”
“I thought she would look more fragile.”
The lone figure looked solid.
“Leave her be.”
A child who stood strong on her own. Don’t underestimate her will.
Cesar comforted Aster’s shoulder and left.
Aster remained alone, watching Charlotte.
Her dark red hair fluttered.
“It’s difficult.”
Aster lowered her head.
(This is a time separator.)
Charlotte enjoyed the quiet stillness.
“You’ve endured well…”
Charlotte’s quiet murmur spread through the void.
“I’m not sure if I’m doing well.”
I wish someone would tell me I’m doing well.
“I know I shouldn’t be childish, too.”
It will get busier from now on.
Charlotte stood in front of her mother’s grave.
She took out a small bottle of wine that had been hidden in her sleeve and licked her lips.
“It doesn’t have to be formal. Alcohol is just alcohol.”
Charlotte uncorked the bottle and drank.
Forget procedure and formality. She had also set aside etiquette.
“I will gift them a tomb.”
Charlotte left the remaining wine in front of her mother’s tombstone.
“The night wind is chilly.”
She brushed the tombstone with her palm and clenched her fist. A cold chill stayed in her hand.
My grandparents and uncles take care of the cemetery, and the tombstone was dustfree and clean.
“Aren’t you scared, being alone at the grave late at night?”
Benjamin Visennov approached Charlotte.
“She’s the mother who gave birth to me. What could be scary? If I can just feel the trace of the dead this way, then it’s enough.”
I wasn’t allowed to feel this cemetery, this trace, in my past life.
“Weren’t you at the palace? Why did you come?”
“To comfort you if you’re nervous before the engagement ceremony.”
“Is it a joke?”
“It’s okay to be a little scared.”
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
