The place Duke Ferdia had taken me was a guestfree balcony. The Duke immediately drew the curtains to block the prying eyes of the people.
The thick curtains made the orchestra music from the ballroom seem faint, as if it were coming from far away.
Having been in a bustling hall with people all around and then coming to a quiet balcony, it didn’t feel real.
I looked up at Duke Ferdia, leaning against the railing.
“Do you have something to say to me?”
Duke Ferdia, who had been looking down at me quietly, spoke after quite some time had passed.
“Stay away from the second prince.”
It seemed that me talking to the second prince, with whom I had no contact, had upset Duke Ferdia.
“The second prince started talking to me, and I was just responding casually.”
I hurriedly explained, but the Duke’s stern face did not soften.
“He’s known for his bad habits, so avoid meeting him privately. If he contacts you, ignore it.”
“There won’t be such a thing, so don’t worry…”
As I spoke, I tilted my head.
‘Worry… Wait, worry?’
I cautiously asked, thinking it couldn’t be, but just in case.
“Are you worried about me?”
“…….”
There was no answer.
Of course, it wouldn’t be. I was about to laugh at myself for asking such a foolish question.
“Yes.”
Duke Ferdia answered in a soft voice.
I opened my eyes wide and looked up at Duke Ferdia.
“You’re worried?”
“Yes.”
“About me?”
“……How many times do I have to answer?”
It was just bewildering that my father, who hadn’t even shown a shred of interest, let alone concern, was suddenly acting like this.
Was he looking out for me because I was his daughter? At that moment, I realized the cold reality I was in.
‘He probably thinks that I’m at least half his blood. If it’s revealed that I’m not his real daughter, he’ll discard me mercilessly.’
I pushed down the rising hope as I reminded myself of the fact in the novel that the protagonist was not the real daughter and had died after being found out.
Instead, I stared at Duke Ferdia with a little tension.
“Father, I have something to tell you.”
“Say it.”
“My words may sound absurd and nonsensical, but…….”
“…….”
“Beware of Aide Arold.”
Whether he believed me or not was up to Duke Ferdia, but I hoped he would at least doubt it once.
If the traitor is identified in advance, it will surely be of great help in the future.
This was my way of paying back what I’d been given.
[Star Icon][Star Icon][Star Icon]In the ballroom of Willeuntia Imperial Castle.
Bright chandelier lights dazzled the vast and splendid hall, while the eyes of marriageable ladies darted busily.
With a glance, with a glance. Inevitably, the eyes ended on two men.
The two princes of the Ferdia family, Yansi and Carlott.
Though infamous as a villainous family to the extent of being called so in public, many envied their great prestige, even surpassing the Emperor.
Especially the ladies who wanted to become lovers by catching the eyes of the two princes, were countless.
Whether or not, Carlott was furious, running around wildly.
“Ha! Isn’t that something that should be shown to the senator?”
“Karl. Lower your voice.”
“No, exactly! Why cling to the Second Prince all of a sudden? Is it something that can be done sober, huh?”
“It’s the Second Prince who clung, not Lily.”
Yansi calmly calmed him down, but Karlott could not contain his excitement.
Elodie had always been a troublemaker at parties, causing all sorts of incidents.
But this time, she had caused tremendous trouble in a different way.
“That’s just it. She’s crazy right now! You can’t let her loose in society! Are you leaving her be, knowing she might pull off some mischief again?”
As Karlott ranted at length, the previously silent Yansi quietly smiled.
Swoosh.
The wine glass Yansi was holding gradually lost its shape, then soon disappeared.
The power of extinction.
Karlott’s eyes widened, knowing that Yansi doesn’t use his abilities in front of others.
Yansi smiled brightly, stroking his younger brother’s head with an empty hand.
“I inadvertently used my power. But Karl, calm down, will you? I might use my power again.”
This was a warning disguised as a request.
“Yes, brother…….”
The previously wild Karl quickly became meek.
He preferred not to meet his end by his brother’s power…….
[Star Icon][Star Icon][Star Icon]It was when I was taking a drink from a servant on the balcony. My fiancé, who had been out of sight after hurrying away, appeared before me and held out his hand.
“Will you honor me with a dance?”
“I don’t want to dance, I’m tired.”
“…….”
Prince Adenmir’s expression stiffened slightly, as if he hadn’t expected me to refuse.
“Come. I have something to say.”
An order, not a request.
I didn’t want to, but if the great Emperor has a purpose, what can be done? As a poor aristocratic young lady, I placed my hand on his.
Soon, we began to gracefully step in time with the music.
I could feel the piercing gaze of those looking at us.
“Princess.”
His voice came from very close. Our faces were so near that I could feel his breath.
I nodded slightly instead of answering. He continued.
“You said you wanted to break off the engagement.”
“Yes.”
What? Why is he bringing up breaking the engagement again?
Is he actually considering it?
With a growing expectation and a fluttering heart, I looked at the First Prince, but he mercilessly dashed my hopes.
“I’m sorry, but that will be difficult.”
“Why?”
“You, who wishes to break off the engagement with me, are quite useful.”
‘Useful? Useful?’
What is he saying, this person?
In a sudden fit of anger, I nervously laughed and pretended to lose my balance, then
Crash!
I stepped on the First Prince’s foot.
The First Prince, who had his foot stepped on unexpectedly, narrowed his brow and looked down at me reproachfully. I met his gaze proudly.
“Oh dear. A mistake.”
Of course, I didn’t forget to smile brightly.
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…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
