As Olivia’s face, which had just managed to calm down, blurred again, Cryer tapped her forehead with his finger.
“It won’t be like that. The guy called the ancient god won’t just move his things according to his parents’ whims.”
“Listening to that, it makes sense again. So, were you eventually chosen by the ancient god too?”
“That will become certain if you ask. Sacrifices and warriors have different uses, you know.”
“Ah, that’s right. That’s another… matter.”
Olivia, with a bitter expression, was about to speak again, but she felt a presence outside the door.
[Knock] Knock.“Your Highness, an official request has come from the diplomat of the Norden Kingdom.”
Olivia’s eyebrows raised in surprise at the words accompanied by the knocking sound, and Cryer’s lips tightened.
Soon, Olivia, who accepted the official request, raised the corner of her mouth as much as her eyebrows, and Cryer’s pupils, like chilled lava, coldly sank.
[Thunk]Olivia, who had thrown away Greta’s official request as if tossing it, clicked her tongue.
“I thought I could see it again. I expected to have everything prepared for this, but there’s nothing more to pick on.”
Ignoring an official request from a foreign diplomat, especially a newly arrived one, would be inappropriate. Of course, the Empire could do whatever it wanted, but there was no need to act arbitrarily, causing friction in the relationship with another country.
Ignoring a request from the recently enthroned king of the Norden Kingdom, who had lost the wise king due to an unfortunate accident, could lead to unwanted noises from an uninformed foreign country.
Moreover, the fact that Greta came as a ‘diplomat,’ something only Olivia and Cryer knew, made it impossible to refuse outright.
The snake-like gaze Greta gave her when they met in the Norden Kingdom flashed in Olivia’s mind.
As Olivia felt goosebumps running down her arms, Cryer spoke.
“Wouldn’t it be better to refuse?”
“If you’re going to do it, you can do it, but they might demand something more using that as an excuse.”
“Wouldn’t it be better to avoid anything additional?”
In response to Cryer’s firm statement, Olivia stared at him and then opened her mouth.
“I think it’s better to face it than to avoid something additional.”
“What’s the additional thing? If it can be resolved…”
“You can’t resolve it.”
Before his words were finished, Olivia let out a bitter smile.
“If I’m not helpful, you can go and get someone who is.”
As Olivia’s words fell, she looked directly at him, and even though she saw that he was ready to move at any moment, she lowered her head.
“You don’t need to catch anyone because no one is helpful. And in any case, you shouldn’t just catch anyone who claims to be helpful.”
While Olivia raised her hand again to signal a common sense to the public but provided Cryer with new knowledge, she closed her mouth without giving any further explanation.
Although there were glimpses of doubt and confusion in his crimson eyes, she didn’t want to go into detail about the reasons. Having rejected this official request, she instinctively understood what Greta might demand as the ‘additional thing.’
It was rather puzzling why he couldn’t instantly conjure up the same expectation as himself.
Greta would demand Cryer.
Whether it’s a brief visit or a continuous meeting, she would unconditionally seek to face Cryer.
She must have been eager to have him in her grasp.
Not to his liking.
Olivia had the same thoughts as Cryer did when he looked at Keslan.
Every time Cryer referred to Greta, he despised and disliked her to the point of calling her ‘it’ instead of using her name.
So, even though Cryer had to go to Greta out of necessity, not a single moment did he want to be near her if it wasn’t necessary.
No, not just because he despised that woman.
As Olivia recalled Greta and Cryer standing side by side, she swallowed her bubbling anger.
She didn’t pretend to be oblivious to why she was so angry just because they were together, simply existing.
She knew. This was an absurd jealousy.
But she wanted to cover it up without clearly acknowledging it.
Because the moment she clearly recognized it as jealousy, it felt like stepping into an inescapable swamp.
Of course, she was already knee-deep in the swamp, if not more, and knew it deep down in her chest. Still, instinctively, Olivia had managed to halt before realizing it completely.
Before Cryer could dig deeper, Olivia looked down at the official request and raised the corner of her mouth.
“Well, it doesn’t matter. There’s a saying left by our ancestors.”
Bolshevik’s distinctive transparent and blue eyes flashed.
“Keep your friends close and your enemies closer.”
Olivia confidently extended her chest and accepted Greta’s official request.
Cold Male Lead Became My Clingy Husband (Female-Dominant)
Feng Bai Su transmigrated into a matriarchal novel, becoming the sister of the female protagonist and the Seventh Princess of the Feng Ling Kingdom.
After working herself to death in her previous life, finally reincarnating as a princess, she only wanted to be a lazy fish who could eat, sleep, and play.
Until she met the male protagonist from the book, Wei Jing Mo, and he took a liking to her!
Wei Jing Mo is the top young man in Feng Ling City, talented in both appearance and ability, from a prestigious family, with a cold and otherworldly appearance, a figure like the bright moon in the hearts of noble ladies. It was thought that only the most powerful and talented noble lady in Feng Ling City would be worthy of such a brilliant young man. Who knew that this young gentleman would secretly admire the infamous Seventh Princess?
Short scene 1:
Feng Bai Su looked at the young man crying like a pear blossom in the rain before her, and couldn’t help but doubt her life.
Wasn’t the male lead described as a cold and otherworldly figure in the book?
Then who was this poor little thing crying with swollen red eyes and tear-stained face?
Short scene 2:
Wei Jing Mo stared intently at Feng Bai Su who was about to go out, wanting to say, “Be careful on the road.”
Before he could speak, Feng Bai Su suddenly bent down and bit his cheek.
Her peach blossom eyes were full of disdain: “Tsk! You’re so clingy!”
Wei Jing Mo: “…”
A talented fox spirit female lead with a flirtatious appearance but actually abstinent VS A cold-looking but actually naive and clingy little jealous male lead
