Saint Evangelina ascended the platform alongside the Emperor.
The entire leadership of the knighthood, including Killian, knelt before her.
She placed her hand on their heads, reciting a prayer and bestowing blessings.
‘So that’s the holy power of a saint! How amazing!’
The scene of the shimmering light resembling snowflakes descending upon the heads of the knights was indescribably mystical.
‘Evangelina and Killian have finally properly reunited!’
This was the point where the main story of the original “Dawn of Evangelina” began.
Veronia felt excited yet conflicted.
As a reader who remembered the novel from her school days, Veronia couldn’t help but be moved to witness the true beginning of the original work.
However, from the perspective of Veronia, a transmigrator inhabiting the body of a villainess, she felt scared and nervous.
She was happy, but couldn’t be purely joyful.
She bit her lower lip nervously and steeled her resolve.
And in her heart, she cried out to the creator of this world:
‘It absolutely won’t flow exactly like the original! This villainess will soon disappear! Just you wait and see!’
[This is the timeline separator]“May I have the honor of being Your Highness’s first dance partner?”
As the dance music began to play, Killian extended his hand to Veronia, asking her to dance.
Veronia was momentarily speechless at his extremely courteous manner.
A handsome face with a polite demeanor! She thought any woman would find it hard to resist being moved.
“Of course.”
She smiled brightly and took Killian’s hand.
‘I’m confident in dancing! Ah, of course, assuming I don’t accidentally step on the hem of my dress.’
Veronia had been practicing dancing under the supervision of Empress Sandra for the past few days.
The Empress, who took her image in social circles quite seriously, devoted herself wholeheartedly to the preparation process for the banquet.
She even arranged for a stand-in with a similar build and height to Killian for dance practice.
Fortunately, the body’s memory remained.
It was possible to dance to the music, so there was no cause for Sandra’s suspicion.
However, unfortunately, she couldn’t quite capture the finer details, leading to Sandra’s constant criticism that left her ears ringing.
As the lively melody of the music flowed, Veronia began to step in rhythm as she had practiced.
But her confidence soon faded.
It was her first attendance at an imperial banquet, and her partner was the male lead of this world.
Moreover, it was her first time in a real situation, not just practice.
Understandably nervous, Veronia kept stepping on the hem of her dress and on Killian’s feet.
“Oh, I’m sorry, Sir Killian.”
“It’s nothing, Your Highness. It’s been so long since I’ve danced, I’m the one who’s clumsy.”
Veronia was impressed by Killian’s gentlemanly attitude in covering for her mistakes.
As time passed, she seemed to become accustomed to the grand setting and her remarkable partner. Her mistakes became less frequent, and soon she found herself getting lost in the dance with Killian.
She locked eyes with him, letting her body follow his lead.
Though it was her first dance with Killian, it felt as comfortable as if she had been dancing with him all her life.
‘Well… I suppose the real Veronia would have danced with him many times….’
For a moment, the years of history built up between the real Veronia and Killian seemed to touch her skin, causing a dull ache in her chest.
‘It would have been an exciting time for Veronia, though probably not very welcome for Killian.’
They were two people whose fates were destined to be misaligned, so it couldn’t be helped.
‘If it were the real Veronia, would she be excited and happy to be dancing with Killian at this moment?’
She even felt guilty at the thought of taking the place of the real Veronia.
‘No, why should I feel guilty? There are others who have completely stolen her time!’
Remembering the imperial faction, she felt her blood boiling.
While she was lost in these thoughts, the music had already ended.
Veronia found herself nestled in Killian’s arms.
His muscular arm firmly wrapped around her waist, their bodies pressed completely together.
Haa, haa… Veronia and Killian looked at each other, breathing heavily.
‘…Too close!’
Flustered by the close proximity where her forehead almost touched his lips, Veronia quickly stepped back.
After exchanging bows, she moved away from the spot, only then realizing that people’s gazes were fixed on her.
Veronia swallowed hard, embarrassed by the numerous stares.
At that moment, her eyes met directly with the Emperor and Empress who were watching her.
A satisfied smile played on the Emperor’s lips, but the Empress remained expressionless. It seemed she had noticed the mistakes made during the dance.
‘Let’s get out of here for now!’
Veronia retreated to the back table filled with cocktails and desserts.
Left alone, Killian was once again engulfed by complex emotions.
His aide Windler, who had approached unnoticed, accurately pinpointed his feelings.
“As expected, Your Highness seems strange today.”
“What do you mean?”
Killian asked in an irritated voice, feeling as if his inner thoughts had been exposed.
Windler, either oblivious to the mood or deliberately ignoring his lord’s feelings, blurted out the thoughts that came to his mind without hesitation.
“At banquets, didn’t the Countess always stick by your side, worried you might dance with other young ladies? She would dance not just the first dance, but the second and third with you as well.”
“…”
That was true.
Even though they were engaged, it was extremely rare for them to dance together throughout the entire event.
But Veronia was the type of person who would make even those extremely rare cases happen.
And that wasn’t all.
The purpose of nobles attending parties is to eat, drink, enjoy themselves, and interact with various people.
However, Veronia never gave Killian such opportunities.
She would cling tightly to his arm and follow him everywhere.
That’s why Killian, who already disliked parties and social gatherings, dreaded attending events with Veronia even more.
‘But why is today different from usual?’
Even having such thoughts was shameful.
It was as if he himself desired Veronia.
‘No, absolutely not!’
Killian gulped down the champagne in his glass in one go.
It was then that Windler called out to Killian, making a fuss.
“Oh? Oh! My Lord, look over there! Her Highness is holding hands with another man! Let’s see… it’s Viscount Robinson. That man… he’s the one who goes around saying he’s been admiring the Princess for a long time.”
“…”
“It really is strange.”
Windler shook his head as he watched Veronia and Viscount Robinson dancing together.
“Perhaps,” he said, lowering his voice after quickly glancing around with half-closed eyes.
“Could it be that Her Highness has devised a new strategy?”
“A new strategy?”
Excited by Killian’s show of interest, Windler spoke with an enthusiastic voice.
“You know… isn’t there a saying? To win someone’s heart, don’t pay attention to them!”
“Never heard of it.”
Killian’s handsome face contorted as if he had just tasted something bad.
However, Windler didn’t hesitate to continue with his argument.
“But look! Since Her Highness is showing no interest in you, both you and I are curious, aren’t we?”
“It’s not that she’s showing no interest at all.”
That’s too much of an exaggeration. Killian’s eyes sharpened as he felt a sudden surge of irritation.
Windler tilted his head and refuted, “But she’s not showing any interest, is she? From the beginning until now.”
“That’s not true. Earlier, clearly…”
He couldn’t bring himself to say out loud that they had made eye contact and smiled at each other.
Even to himself, it sounded like a pathetic excuse.
“Enough.”
Heaving a deep sigh, Killian grabbed a new glass of champagne and headed for the terrace.
He needed some fresh air.
Stepping out onto the secluded terrace, Killian sipped his champagne and looked up at the sky.
The stars adorning the black night seemed to flow somewhere like waves.
The night sky, not much different from what he used to see on the battlefield, rather heightened his sense of discomfort.
Whenever he looked up at the night sky alone like this, there was a face that came to mind.
‘Brother, it’s still the same here. Complicated… and noisy.’
It was his brother who had passed away long ago.
A brother who excelled in every aspect, was a role model to many, and was infinitely kind to him.
“Actually, I preferred the times when I was moving from one battlefield to another. Now, all the good times are gone. How is it over there?”
Then as now, the only person Killian could open his heart to was his brother.
These moments when he could pour out his complaints to his brother were the most comfortable times for him.
Was it because of the alcohol?
Or because of the music drifting from afar?
At this moment when he wanted to have a quiet conversation with his brother, a stray thought intruded.
And it was about Veronia.
‘Could it be that Her Highness has devised a new strategy?’
‘You know… isn’t there a saying? To win someone’s heart, don’t pay attention to them!’
It was what Windler had been chattering about.
The more he thought about it, the more ridiculous it seemed, and he let out a snicker.
‘A new strategy… A method of not paying attention…?’
It was quite a plausible idea, but it didn’t suit Veronia at all.
She wasn’t the type to think deeply about something and devise strategies.
She tended to act on impulse.
“Right. So this isn’t some kind of strategy.”
Killian muttered to himself, shaking his head.
Wait, if it’s not a strategy, then…
‘Does it mean… her interest has simply disappeared?’
As this thought followed, he felt irritation welling up for no reason and was gulping down his champagne when he heard it.
The sound of someone entering the terrace made him turn his head.
‘…Princess?’
He had deliberately chosen a quiet and secluded terrace, yet they still ran into each other.
A deep furrow formed between Killian’s eyebrows.
‘Surely… she didn’t come looking for me?’
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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