“There’s a summit sche…duled, right.”
I pretended to know about something I was completely unaware of.
“I’ll bring it immediately.”
But as soon as the librarian scurried off, I sighed and rubbed my forehead, feeling a headache coming on.
‘A major summit is about to take place, and no one bothered to inform me?’
Even if I am a demon with a different nature from humans, a monarch is a monarch. I used to rule over the seven layers of Hell.
I knew how major events in the palace were managed.
‘Such big events don’t get decided in a day or two. They start planning at least a year in advance, and full-scale preparations begin six months before.’
I barely managed to suppress a sigh.
What were the people of the Empress’s Palace thinking, not giving any hint to an amnesiac Empress?
Overprotection to this extent was a disease.
‘Even if I’m just a figurehead Empress, I’m still the Empress. A summit is where a concubine has no place.’
It’s a meeting between the emperors and empresses of two countries.
‘Surely… they wouldn’t exclude the Empress and seat the saintess instead.’
That would be akin to advertising, ‘Our country is a mess.’
‘And what about the banquet preparations? That’s rightfully the domain of the Empress of the host country.’
The Empress’s Palace wasn’t even preparing for a tea party, let alone a banquet, just tranquil and peaceful.
I frowned, feeling a stiffness in the back of my neck.
‘This isn’t a time to be happy about having nothing to do.’
The Emperor will undoubtedly take the Empress with him. He has no choice, given the political influence of the Achillean Duke and the nobility faction.
So, there’s only one answer.
They’re preparing everything and will use the Empress merely as a table decoration.
Maybe the original Leonarda would have allowed that, but not me.
It’s an opportunity to elevate the Empress’s dignity. How could I miss it?
Additionally, the emperor of the country that might be coming could be Enrique.
‘I need to scold the people of the Empress’s Palace when I return. And find out what else they haven’t told me.’
There were no articles about the summit in the news yet, so I had about a month’s time. Even if the saintess already had a concept for the banquet, I had enough time to intervene.
‘It’s getting cold. Where’s the map?’
I didn’t want the librarian to dislike a crowd entering the archive.
I had already made a poor impression and didn’t want to worsen it, so I had left Derrick outside.
I shivered and rubbed my hands together, blowing on them.
‘Would standing by the window in the sunlight be warmer? Or would the cold breeze make it colder?’
I had never lived with such a frail body, so irritation crept up on me.
How on earth am I supposed to keep this doomed body alive and functioning?
I blamed my useless body and leaned my head against the window.
After a while, my eyes widened in disbelief.
I couldn’t help it.
“Ah, my goodness. Your Highness!”
A woman’s soft, pink hair, like a newly blossomed flower, fluttered in the wind. She wore a cute dress with fluffy fur and laughed heartily, as if brimming with happiness.
Just then, the clouds parted, bathing her in sunlight.
The archive, located in a corner where sunlight rarely reached to protect the books, enveloped me in a lukewarm shadow.
But ‘Helene’ walked down a shimmering path as if she was the protagonist of this world.
Proudly, brilliantly.
And beside her…
“!”
Thump.
My heart sank heavily. My stomach twisted, and my body began to tremble uncontrollably.
His platinum hair seemed to melt in the light. His appearance, gentle and harmless like a lost deer, and those purple eyes I adored were embedded in my vision like shattered glass.
Ah, his name, piercing my insides like a ruthless blade, was there…
Enrique. It was Enrique.
Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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