“Duran, please get up.”
“No, Lady Bannetsha… I am not worthy to see Lady Bannetsha’s face.”
“What are you talking about?”
Duran spoke with a painful expression, staring down at the floor.
“I have something to apologize to Lady Bannetsha for. In truth, the entire operation to subdue Likaon was planned by me for His Majesty. Even suspecting a special relationship between Lady Bannetsha and the man who is the leader of Likaon, I tried to forcibly separate you two in the cruelest way…”
Aisha remained silent, just looking at him. However, her eyes were also reddened.
Duran bowed his head even deeper, pressing his forehead against the ground.
“When His Majesty writhed in pain, I couldn’t do anything… So, if there was anything I could do instead, even if it meant getting my hands stained with blood or anything else, if it could make His Majesty more comfortable, I wanted to do it. If Lady Bannetsha had asked me to kill that man, I would have gladly done it…”
Duran recalled memories from the past, closing his eyes.
There was a time when Karaf, unable to endure the pain, completely lost his mind.
With wide-open eyes, he clung to Duran, pleading.
‘Duran… please kill me…’
It was the first time he had seen such a sight.
That day, Duran silently knelt on the floor, crying.
He understood how agonizing it must be for him to utter those words, but he could never follow that order.
Being unable to do anything other than watch from a distance, he felt so resentful of himself.
Karaf, captured by terrible pain, didn’t even know what he was saying.
But seeing Duran’s warm tears, he barely regained consciousness, and since then, no one else could enter this place.
Because he feared what he, losing his sanity again, might say or do, and he didn’t want to show those repulsive sights to the people he cared about.
Aisha looked at Duran with mixed emotions.
Suddenly, she remembered Duran’s face from before she jumped off the cliff for the last time.
At that time, she was so absorbed in escaping that she couldn’t carefully examine her surroundings, but he had a very sad and pained expression when he chased after her.
Even though he gave orders to the knights to pursue her, he wore a truly painful expression and seemed to be suffering.
When they had the last conversation on the cliff before jumping, he couldn’t bring himself to look directly at her.
“…Duran.”
At Aisha’s solemn voice, Duran slightly flinched.
Looking down at him casually, Aisha spoke.
“People can change. And I believe in you, Duran.”
In his past life, Duran distanced himself, but in this current life, many things had already changed. Even in the past, he was a thoughtful man, but he didn’t directly help himself or pay much attention to palace life as he did in this life. Although he followed the Emperor’s orders, he knew how to exercise discretion, make judgments, and take action on his own. He would have known what the truly right path was. Duran stood frozen on the ground, seemingly shocked for a moment. His green eyes trembled. He thought she would insult him, question him, or tell him not to see her again. However, she spoke with a calm voice devoid of anger or resentment, only expressing her trust in him. Duran trembled involuntarily. She felt like a sacred being he dared not even look up to. Aisha spoke, “I will take care of His Majesty, so Duran, please return now. You haven’t rested at all until now. It will be okay now. Just as you believe in me, I hope Duran believes in me and trusts that His Majesty will not harm me.” “……Very well, Lady Bannetsha. Thank you very much.” Duran, standing up, added, “I believe in Lady Bannetsha. But if anything happens, please don’t hesitate to call me.”
“I believe in Lady Bannetsha. However, if anything happens, please do not hesitate to call me.”
Duran handed her the horn used for training the knights, quietly bowed, and left the room.
In the static silence enveloped by darkness, only Karaf’s steady breathing could be heard now.
Aisha gazed at his face quietly. His face, illuminated by moonlight, was truly pale yet beautiful.
He seemed like the rose referred to as the king of flowers, even his painful appearance appeared decadent and enchanting.
But what use was beauty when there was no one by his side?
Despite seeming like the most beautiful and powerful among all flowers, in reality, the rose was a flower that always trembled in fear of others harming itself, protecting its body with thorns.
A dualistic flower, seducing the other with a beautiful appearance but stabbing them with its thorns when they come too close—that was Karaf.
Aisha, moistened with sweat, gently brushed aside the black hair that flowed down his forehead.
However, at that moment, a low and broken voice emanated from his lips like a sigh, “……Aisha.”
At the sound of her name, Aisha was slightly taken aback. In that moment, a teardrop welled up in Karaf’s eyes.
“I’m sorry….”
It was a brief sentence, but it was an apology filled with sincerity. Another teardrop fell from Aisha’s eyes.
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 🙂
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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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