The Stelitz Empire had to pay enormous military expenses to reclaim Iorenti, which had been taken away.
“When I think of the losses our empire suffered because of them, I still shudder. The damages inflicted by Iorenti among the Southern Three Nations are the most significant.”
Ultimately, the empire’s deep-seated resentment was directed at the princess of Iorenti.
A ruthless princess who caused significant damage to the empire.
A cunning princess who broke off the political marriage and fled to Pfevere.
With no party involved in the marriage, naturally, the political marriage between the Stelitz Empire and Iorenti was annulled.
And…
It became another opportunity for Abeline Valencia and unmarried young women.
“When I think about the talents our empire lost because of Iorenti, I can’t sleep peacefully either. How do you think the former Grand Commander, who was the commander of the army, feels about being deceived like this?”
Abeline wore a cold expression as she whispered softly to Duke Bergen.
“Betrayer of the Duke, who worked tirelessly for peace, Iorenti.”
Abeline subtly approached Aaron.
When his deep scent wafted over, Abeline’s body trembled.
His body, seemingly within reach, tantalized Abeline’s desires even more.
“Well, it’s for the better. A noble Duke like Bergen and a political marriage with the princess of a doomed country. It was an absurdity from the beginning.”
Abeline gently caressed the Duke’s hand while looking up at him.
In her innocent-looking, blinking pupils, there was a profound seduction.
“Forget the past, and enjoy the victory now.”
Aaron looked down at Abeline and took a sip of the wine she offered.
His head cooled down.
The gossiping among the nobles around and the words of the red-haired young woman in front of him were no different.
A cunning witch who bewitched the bewitching Duke who had captivated the commander.
A malicious witch who toyed with the empire.
Unbelievable rumors about the princess of Iorenti circulated at the victory party.
There stood Delia, who might not even be aware of it.
“Your name…”
Abeline smiled brightly at Duke Bergen’s voice.
Finally, a reaction was coming.
Abeline placed her hands on her deeply carved chest and elegantly spread the hem of her dress.
“I am Abeline of the Valencia Viscount.”
Introducing herself to someone who didn’t remember her, Abeline’s voice trembled with excitement.
“Abeline of Valencia.”
As if to remember, Duke Bergen’s breath, chanting Abeline’s name, was so oppressive that it made her heart tremble.
Abeline swallowed dry saliva as if drinking dry crumbs.
But soon, when her gaze met the Duke’s merciless eyes, a chilling feeling crept over her, and she shrank.
“Do you know the meaning of what you’ve said so far?”
At the unexpected question from the Duke, Abeline’s face tensed.
“That…”
To Abeline, who blurred the end of her words, the Duke replied with a cold voice.
“Saying ‘it was wrong, it’s broken, so it’s good’ would be criticizing my judgment.”
“Criticism, you say.”
“It’s a reproach for blaming my misjudgment, which caused damage to the Stelitz Empire and the loss of talents in the empire.”
Only now did Abeline realize how the Duke had taken her words.
“That, that wasn’t my intention. I just wanted to comfort the betrayed Duke from the treacherous princess.”
“If you want to criticize me as a foolish person who played into the hands of an enemy princess now.”
Aaron glared at Abeline with eyes resembling a chilly moon.
“I willingly accept that criticism.”
Abeline’s heart, which had been tingling, sank to the ground with a thud.
Approaching to gain favor, but instead receiving antipathy.
“If you want to blame me, go ahead. Abeline of the Valencia Viscount.”
The Duke seemed to be trying to remember the family that criticized him.
He forcefully uttered each syllable of Abeline’s family and name.
“N-no, it’s not like that, just to comfort the Duke.”
“How can you comfort me when you don’t even know the situation there, and you, an uneducated girl who just spreads rumors?”
Feeling the hostile energy in the Duke’s voice, Abeline’s face turned pale.
Realizing that no matter what she said, she couldn’t change Duke Bergen’s mind, Abeline bowed her head.
“I apologize for making you uncomfortable, Your Grace.”
Aaron, while sipping the wine Abeline offered, couldn’t take his disdainful gaze off her.
Approaching without knowing what she was saying, claiming to provide comfort.
Aaron, annoyed by Abeline, coldly spat out, “Is there anything else to say?”
“N-no, there isn’t.”
“Then please step back now. I will remember Abeline’s criticism, so don’t forget it.”
With those words, Aaron withdrew his gaze from Abeline.
The palace became so stifling that it felt suffocating.
So, she tried not to come to the palace.
If it weren’t for her, if it weren’t for her resembling Delia, she wouldn’t have thought of staying here.
Aaron knew it too.
What rumors were circulating about the fallen Iorenti within the empire.
What rumors were circulating about his princess.
That’s why he thought she wouldn’t attend the victory celebration.
Aaron’s deeply sunken eyes turned towards the Emperor and the Empress.
Certainly, it matched Delia.
Seeing her reaction to Marend’s story, she must be Delia.
But seeing her standing so casually at the center of the empire, her unwavering confidence was shaking his beliefs.
Is it really not her?
If she were Delia, she wouldn’t attend the celebration, congratulate Iorenti’s downfall, and wouldn’t attend a place where she could be criticized.
A proud princess who wouldn’t attend the celebration, receiving severe restraint and humiliation from the nobles.
Could it be that the real princess went over to Ferver?
Aaron bit his lip with a sinister assumption.
“Your Grace.”
Someone urgently approached Aaron, lost in confusion.
“I have something to report.”
It was Aaron’s aide, Colin.
Aaron’s gaze at Colin was sharp.
“May I speak now?”
He had sent Colin to investigate Regina.
When the investigation results came out, he had instructed him to come to him without delay in any situation.
But Colin urgently, and during the victory party, came to Aaron.
It was clear that he had found something.
“Tell me right away.”
Aaron, who had been staring at the hall coldly, followed Colin out of the banquet hall.
Abeline, left behind, was trembling in the vacant seat that he left.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
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