Idel felt her convictions wavering after the tea time. Reynion, who had been watching her eyes flicker, questioned her.
“Did you enroll in the imperial college as the Duchess, Idel?”
“What? No, I decided to enroll before becoming the Duchess.”
“Good. You were Idel before becoming the Duchess. I see you as a woman carving her own path. That won’t change whether you are the Duchess or not.”
‘Idel before being the Duchess…’
Idel’s eyes widened as if realizing something. She had been restricting herself under the title of Duchess.
‘Don’t waver. Follow your beliefs.’
Idel seemed to steady her resolve, gripping her hands tightly.
That’s right. She had decided to enter the imperial college and contribute to society long before becoming a Duchess.
As Reynion said, she just needed to walk her path firmly and prove its righteousness. Even if it was a rugged, untrodden path.
“Thank you, Reynion.”
Idel wore a bright smile, her worries cleared thanks to Reynion. She felt fullhearted looking at the genuine friendship offered by him.
It was pure support she had never received from anyone before. Idel felt warmth spreading to her limbs and even her heart.
“You’re welcome.”
Reynion also wore a deep smile, pleased to see Idel regaining her usual demeanor.
“We should probably head back to the ballroom now.”
“Let’s go together.”
Reynion escorted Idel as they headed toward the ballroom.
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As the two entered the ballroom, all eyes were on them. The sight of a Duchess and a neighboring country’s Crown Prince together aroused curiosity.
‘Look over there! It’s the Duchess and the 3rd Crown Prince of Lysandro.’
‘They’re in the same college department! They must have already formed a friendship.’
Unmarried nobles who were keeping an eye on Reynion frowned. They were unhappy with the Duchess who occupied the space next to the Crown Prince of the neighboring empire they wanted to converse with.
Idel and Reynion’s presence caught Roselin’s eye as well. Her eyes narrowed as she looked at them.
“The Duchess’ skill is truly exceptional.”
Count Lypenzer, who stood next to Roselin, sneered with eyes filled with mockery.
“……Indeed.”
Idel’s face had been noticeably darker when she left the tea room. The prearranged teatime drama was perfect. As expected, her sister withered away in isolation like a flower.
‘But she regained her vigor?’
A subtle smile was wrapping around Idel’s now brighter face. Roselin bit her inner lip at the sight of her getting up even when stepped on.
Roselin’s intensified gaze moved to Reynion, next to Idel. It was likely he helped Idel regain her spirit.
‘Not a duke, but the Crown Prince of Lysandro…’
Roselin’s thoughts started to race.
‘If played well, an interesting picture may form.’
Even a brief eye contact between men and women in social circles could bring about covert gossip. Their being together was enough to evoke imaginations about their relationship.
My naïve sister has managed to recruit a new actor for the drama. It worked out well.
‘Let’s just watch. Another lead is needed for this drama.’
Her cunning eyes started to scan the banquet hall for someone.
‘There they are!’
Seeing two men entering the banquet hall, Roselin headed straight for them.
“Your Majesty.”
Roselin stopped in front of Pascal and Caeron.
“Lady Roselin?”
“I’ve been waiting for Your Majesty.”
Roselin fluttered her eyes coquettishly and gave a shy smile.
“I wish to dance the first dance with you.”
“A dance, you say? Very well. You shall be my partner tonight.”
Though uneasy, Pascal knew he couldn’t ignore the partner chosen by the aristocrats. The first dance at the ball was traditionally done with a predetermined partner.
“Your Grace should also dance with the Duchess.”
Caeron looked at Roselin, who had made the sudden suggestion. Startled by the Duke’s indifferent and cold gaze, Roselin started to fidget.
“Where might the Duchess be? I thought she went to you after teatime.”
Upon hearing Roselin ask about Idel, Caeron raised his eyebrow. He had left his seat for a private conversation with Pascal shortly after Idel went for teatime with the young nobles.
“Where did the Duchess go?”
Being unfamiliar with the palace layout, the Duchess could be lost… Caeron frowned and asked Roselin.
“Well…”
As Roselin looked around as if to find Idel, she seemed to spot something.
“Oh my! There she is!”
Male lead is reincarnated to save his wife
I’ve also read this one twice already. The female lead is kinda soft and gets embarrassed easily—not really my type, but the plot is definitely worth reading. Hurry up and read it, y’all!
Intro
When Shen Yuan encountered Su Jin again in his previous life, she had already become the Prime Minister of the current dynasty. As for him, the former top young master of the capital, he had long since fallen into the abyss, becoming a singer on a pleasure boat.
After a song ended, he was redeemed and sent to the Su Residence.
Su Jin respected and cherished him, gave him a roof over his head, and bestowed him with warmth. Shen Yuan fell deeper and deeper, but before he could express his feelings, Su Jin passed away.
Shen Yuan died to follow her in death, but instead, he returned to when he was fifteen years old.
At that time, he was not yet engaged, and Su Jin was just a poor scholar.
Shen Yuan gritted his teeth, casting aside all his pride, and thought of ways to coax and entice her every day.
The colder and more indifferent Su Jin was towards him, the more proactive Shen Yuan became.
He was not afraid of being mocked by the world, only wanting to marry his Wife-master early, to hold her hand and never let go for a lifetime.
[Note: This story will not specifically point out the male lead’s reincarnation time point; it’s all in the details. Whenever you feel that the male lead is acting strangely, he has most likely been reincarnated.]
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