But even though the secret of that night had lost its significance, Blair didn’t want to throw his pain to others as a topic of conversation.

“It’s a romantic story for a relationship that has continued since childhood to culminate in marriage.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes. It’s a story that any girl would dream of at least once. Moreover, if the other party is the Duke… Of course, the love that completed that romance was Lady’s love.”

Blair looked at Agnes with eyes that seemed to ask what she meant.

“Because it’s Lady who keeps those memories. If it’s the New Year’s ceremony, there would have been plenty of other memories, but you remember Duke Delmarck the most, right?”

Blair’s eyes blinked slowly in surprise at Agnes’s story. It was a perspective she had never considered before.

Agnes smiled and said, “It seems that Lady loved Duke Delmarck very much.”

Blair faintly smiled at that.

Yes, she ‘loved’ him. Maybe she was attracted to him from the New Year’s ceremony, as Agnes’s story suggested.

But not anymore.

However, from the perspective of the Duke’s wife, she couldn’t say that she didn’t love the Duke. Still, one thing was certain…

“…I loved those days.”

The days when she had loved him so purely, when those feelings weren’t a sin.

Agnes nodded in understanding.

“Memories of happy moments can sometimes become the strength to live a lifetime. I hope you have such a memory from this year’s New Year’s ceremony.”

Thinking about the past memories, Blair suddenly stopped.

Then she remembered. The accident that happened on the day of the New Year’s ceremony before the regression.

An incident involving a monster that had appeared in the royal hunting ground, where the heads of each family and their mistresses had gone to offer sacrifices to the gods.

What Blair couldn’t remember right now was that she hadn’t attended the New Year’s ceremony that day because she had caught a cold.

The only thing she knew was what she had heard from Lina the next morning.

Haldin, who had been present, had killed the monster, and thanks to him, there were some injuries, but no deaths. Haldin had returned with a lot of the monster’s blood splattered on him, but he hadn’t been injured.

‘What should I do…?’
Here is the English translation of the Korean paragraph:

If things flow in the same way as in the past, there shouldn’t be any major issues, but what if your previous actions have already changed the course of events? What if, in trying to prevent something, it goes wrong instead?

Countless possibilities swirled through Blair’s mind. She couldn’t determine what the right answer was.

Above all, the reason hesitating to reveal future events was that she had no way to explain how she came to know this fact.

Except for the story of her regression.

Would Haldin really believe such a frivolous story as going back to the past?

“But Lena believed me.”

Without questioning or probing further, she had protected Blair and punished the maids.

So maybe, this time too, he could believe. It was an unbelievable story, far more absurd than Lena’s incident.

But even if he didn’t believe, she had to tell him.

It was usually better to know and plan for events that would happen than to be completely unaware.

By now, Haldin should have returned home.

After much consideration, Blair went to Haldin’s room. However, despite knocking several times, there was no response.

“Is he already asleep?”

He wasn’t the type to sleep this early, but considering his schedule for tomorrow, it was a possibility.

As she debated whether to return to her room, she heard a voice.

“What’s going on at this hour?”

Turning towards the direction of the voice, Blair, with her arms crossed, leaned against the wall and met Haldin’s gaze as he stood there watching her.

He was dressed in a loose nightgown, as if he had just come out of a bath.

When their eyes met in the darkness, it felt like a predator and its prey locking gazes.

“…There’s something I need to tell you.”

Blair’s pale cheeks, frozen in the cold breeze, were pressed against her arms. Haldin, on the other hand, entered the room without a word.

Blair followed him into the bedroom. The warm air inside the room melted her cold body.

Approaching the table with large strides, Haldin poured himself a glass of whiskey and turned to look at Blair.

“So, what is it that you want to say?”

“I can… see the future.”

As Blair cautiously continued her words, Haldin raised an eyebrow.

“Where did you hear such nonsense?”

It was the reaction she had expected.

After hesitating for a moment, Blair carefully continued.

“I… can see the future.”

The enigmatic story made Blair falter, and Haldin’s icy blue eyes remained fixed on her. He recalled the words Ruth had spoken a few nights ago when Blair had visited the guild.

Why would she come at such a late hour and tell such an absurd story? What was she hiding behind that facade?

The faint smile that had appeared on Haldin’s lips vanished, leaving only a cold gaze.

“For now, believe me.”

“It may sound like an absurd story, but there’s no harm in taking precautions…”

As Blair continued speaking, she suddenly found him standing inches away from her. His imposing presence made her instinctively take a step back.

Haldin pulled Blair into his arms, blocking her path.

“Hald—”

Before she could push him away in surprise, his lips met hers. It was so unexpected that her lips almost touched in fear.

From that close distance, Haldin stopped their lips and whispered,

“Well, then, try to guess what I’m going to do next.”

His ice-blue eyes pierced like daggers.