Woosh, the wind lightly brushed past Beril’s dark green hair.
The place where Beril stood was a space used by Vainka for sending letters. Usually, a few birds would be waiting in such a space, but there was only one bird present in Vainka’s.
There are plenty of cages. It’s as if that bird drove the others away.
Is even the bird exceptional in Vainka?
Thinking so, Beril picked up a pen. The pen she held glided effortlessly across the paper.
[To the Prime Minister.I have examined various aspects of Vainka’s interior. At least for now, there is no demonic presence felt within the Vainka estate.]
It would raise suspicions to claim that she had already surveyed all of Vainka. This much was for the best now.
With this, people from the temple might somewhat relax their guard, thinking they would have to search for a demon in all of Vainka’s territory, not just the estate.
“Hmm….”
Is there something else to write? She was checking one last time.
—Chirp.
The only remaining bird flew towards her. Without realizing it, Beril smiled faintly and reached out to the bird.
—Tweet!
Suddenly, the bird snatched the letter she was writing with its beak and flew up.
“What?”
Before she could stop it, the bird flew off into a dark corridor. Beril felt her heart drop with a ‘thud’.
—Click.
And the next moment, she heard the distinct sound of footsteps. Emerging from the darkness was Belelred.
“Ah….”
Unconsciously, Beril exhaled. The bird was sitting on his shoulder, handing him the letter she had written.
Flap, the stiff memo paper fluttered in his hand. She had used memo paper instead of letter paper to avoid being caught writing a letter.
—Click, click.
The sound of his footsteps grew closer. His jet-black hair shimmered in the moonlight.
The area was exceptionally dark because they had turned off the lights, stating that it was never daytime here. The only thing illuminating him was the moonlight.
His gaze dropped to the letter. His dark green eyes, after slowly scanning the letter, turned towards Beril.
“What were you writing?”
His smooth voice penetrated her ears. Beril felt her heart pounding.
There was no need to answer; he had already seen the letter. Beril repeatedly recalled what she had written.
There was nothing that viewed Vainka as demonic. She had no intention of denouncing them as demons in the first place.
Therefore, there would be no issue even if the demonic Belelred read the content of the letter. If the letter reached its destination like this, their true nature wouldn’t be revealed.
“But.”
“I don’t sense the devil’s energy……”
Veled murmured and locked eyes with her.
“Really?”
As if questioning whether you don’t know the truth, Beril widened her eyes.
Veled’s low voice continued.
“I saw your expression at the funeral. I seemed to know what you’re curious about.”
Beril’s heart wavered with anxiety. Veled stared straight into her eyes and spoke.
“Aren’t you curious about our relationship with the monsters?”
“……No.”
Beril unknowingly shook her head.
Of course, she was curious. Whether the demon named Kilatia was naturally like that. Or whether it had some relationship with the monsters.
But she couldn’t ask. Even though she was curious, it was something she needed to remain ignorant about. Upon her reply, Veled’s smile only deepened.
—Click.
He stepped closer. As he approached, Beril felt as if her thoughts were freezing.
Of course, she had no intention of accusing Vain. But she hadn’t expected to get caught sending a letter while it’s still uncertain whether the demons would trust the Saint and become allies.
No, it’s okay. If I just say I couldn’t find any evidence…
‘I saw your expression at the funeral.’
……That won’t work. Beril bit her lip. Meanwhile, Veled stopped right in front of her.
“I’ve been curious since the moment you arrived. Since the moment we first met……”
He leaned his head toward Beril, having placed her letter on the wide railing. Their gazes met from a very close distance.
“What is the reason for acting as if you’re blind?”
Beril realized at that moment.
He had already noticed that I know the answer.
He pretended not to know, even though he did. That I was deliberately not accusing Vain of being a demon.
Her mind went blank and she couldn’t speak. Veled continued to talk.
“If it’s difficult to answer this, let’s start with this.”
His voice gently, yet clearly, infiltrated her ears.
“Did you know that permission from the head is needed to send a letter?”
Beril hesitated at those words. She really didn’t know this. It wasn’t something that had ever happened with Orobas or Yubar in her past life.
“I didn’t know.”
“So you’re saying that you came alone, leaving Decarabia behind, unknowingly.”
His eyes moved to the letter as he spoke.
“As if I was going to accuse you of being a demon.”
It sounded as if he wasn’t denying that he was a demon. Beril clenched the hem of her dress tightly. It felt as if cold sweat was flowing through her hands.
“Or is there a reason you had to send it secretly?”
After Being Cheated On, She Picked Up a Treasure (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: The husband I married on a whim had been secretly in love with me for a long time.
On the day when Jun Shao finally obtained the imperial decree for her marriage, Lan Qu, the person she had admired for six years, defied the decree and ran away.
Her gentleness and devotion, her promise of a lifetime together, were all disregarded by him. Instead, he dreamed of entering the palace to serve the Emperor’s sister as a sixth-rank attendant.
News of this incident spread throughout the capital, and the alleys in front of and behind the Lan mansion were crowded with people who came to watch the commotion.
Jun Shao should have been embarrassed and angry.
But someone stepped in to protect her dignity.
The figure was in a miserable state, yet still possessed an undeniable elegance and handsomeness.
The young lord struggled to climb the wall of the Lan mansion and shouted to her, “If he won’t marry you, I will!”
So, Jun Shao took advantage of the situation and married the person.
She thought the young lord did it to save the Lan family from the crime of defying the imperial decree, but never imagined that from beginning to end, what he coveted was her.
*
After the wedding, Jun Shao felt like she was living in a dream.
Her Wife-master was as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, skilled in the six arts, well-versed in poetry and literature, capable of being gentle and attentive, and also grand and dignified. Most importantly, she was the only one in his heart and eyes.
Jun Shao didn’t know how Lan Shiwu, as a illegitimate son without a father and blessed with beauty, had managed to preserve his purity, recklessly escape, and use his last ounce of strength to ruin his own reputation, all because of his love for her, just to stand before her.
She could only see him gazing at her with eyes full of love, and when she bestowed a name upon him, his eyes shone like stars.
“You have come to me like a weary bird perching on a branch. I shall call you A Qi.”
