“Haah, haah. You startled me, suddenly running off like that.”
Velia wiped the tears welling in her eyes as she watched the prince panting as if he had hurried after her. Then, slowly, she stood up.
“…I am not feeling well. I will excuse myself.”
She didn’t even want to engage in a conversation with him.
“Prince Raul. I am sorry, but I think you should leave for today.”
Herald relayed the words politely.
Only then did the prince notice that Velia had been crying. Confused, he nodded.
“…I understand. I will come to see you again later.”
After sending the prince off, silence ensued for a moment.
She looked ill. It was clear that something was wrong, but Velia remained silent.
Looking at her with worried eyes, Herald and Clozé could only watch as Velia forced a smile.
“Are you really alright? If something is bothering you, please consult me. I am always on your side.”
Herald gently patted Velia’s shoulder.
Upon hearing his soothing words, her heart welled up again.
“…More importantly, Brother, are you busy today?”
“Why do you ask?”
“How about having tea with Clozé and me this afternoon?”
Velia wanted to spend time with her beloved family, rather than wonder why she had returned to the past.
She didn’t want to think about the emperor at all.
She wanted to forget about revenge and hatred and just enjoy the warmth of her family.
“Umm… I have a lot of work today….”
“Please make some time for us, Brother.”
“Alright. I can’t refuse you if you insist. I have to report to Mother and Father, so I’ll be back soon.”
She thought nothing could be more tragic than hearing that her husband, the emperor, had set fire to and destroyed the capital of Ronika Kingdom.
But she then had to hear about her parents’ deaths because they were unable to escape from the castle, and hear the story of her beloved sister’s suicide at the castle.
Incredibly, Velia’s heart shattered and crumbled without her going insane. She couldn’t maintain her sanity.
Only then did she realize the purpose of the emperor, who, after foolishly ascending to the throne, had never once sought her out.
It was not love. It had never been love.
The sweet words whispered in her ear, the affectionate gazes that seemed too precious to exchange for anything in the world.
Everything had been a lie.
“Sister.”
Clozé gently held Velia’s hand.
“I’m on your side, you know?”
“…What do you mean?”
“I mean you don’t have to marry the imperial prince just because. I wish you would marry someone you truly love.”
Clozé was such a kind and affectionate child.
She wasn’t the one who should have been so deceived by the emperor.
Seeing the innocent face of Clozé, Velia felt her heart being torn apart.
“You know, I don’t really like the first prince.”
Suddenly, Clozé drew closer and whispered quietly.
“Why?”
“Just. I don’t really like him as a person.”
Velia found herself laughing at Clozé’s words.
At that moment, when she had to hear about her brother’s death, she wished she could spend a moment laughing with her family, who were all gathered.
And now she could do that. There was no need to hesitate.
“Let’s go to the room and talk.”
“Yup, yup! Today, I’ll give all my snacks to you.”
“That’s enough, okay?”
“Ble… This is like sharing my own flesh and blood! You’re so mean!”
Seeing Clozé puff up her cheeks and shout, Velia felt truly that she had returned to the past.
Her neat, tidy room. The familiar scenery visible from the window. Even the ugly statue placed in the corner of the terrace. This was the room she had yearned for.
“Princess. The tea is prepared here.”
From the sweet, soft dessert that Clozé loved, to the roasted snacks that Velia enjoyed.
The meal, simple yet grand, clearly showed sincere preparation.
“So?”
Velia asked as she sat in her chair.
“Why so? Firstly, he’s got a handsome face.”
Cloze, resting her chin on the table, stabbed her fork into the cake with a dissatisfied expression, “I don’t like that to start with.”
“What? Haha. Where did you hear such a thing?”
Handsome?….
It wasn’t a term that the barely 15yearold Cloze should use.
But perhaps irritated by her older sister’s adoring gaze, Cloze protested loudly.
“If you’re going to marry into the Empire, it’s better to choose the second prince!”
“The second prince? Are you talking about Prince Khaled?”
“Yeah. Right.”
Prince Khaled Ingote.
In the future that Velia had experienced, he was a grand duke governing the harsh eastern territory.
“Isn’t Prince Khaled’s reputation not so good? I heard he is cold and icy.”
After Velia became empress, he never once came to the capital. Of course, even before that, she had never encountered him.
During the time when Velia was in love with the first prince, she had a sense of curiosity about the second prince, whom she had never met.
When she asked about him casually, Raul had coldly warned her to stay away from Khaled.
‘…That was a bit strange too.’
Male lead says he’s pregnant — and it’s female lead’s child
Something seems a bit off about this world.
Wang Zhao thought as she watched a pregnant man walking towards her…
Intro
Female lead finds herself in a world where the men who possess the ability to bear children.
As she navigates this unfamiliar reality, she is caught off guard by the sudden appearance of her boyfriend, who reveals that he is pregnant.
Is this truly her boyfriend?
Why can’t she recall any details about their time together?
She begins to doubt whether the child her boyfriend is carrying is even hers.
Is there a hidden reason behind her amnesia, or could it be a side effect of her sudden arrival in this strange new world?
Just when it seems the protagonist’s life couldn’t become any more entangled, her ex-boyfriend makes an unexpected appearance, raising questions about the protagonist’s past.
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