As if bored, Edan, who had been twirling a fork listlessly, put down the utensil on an empty plate the moment he heard the words.
The sharp sound of metal hitting porcelain rang out unusually loud.
“Don’t waste time with nonsense, just get to the point.”
Dante stopped caressing the glass in his hand abruptly.
“I wish Lady Latieana would share her healing power with me as well.”
This was probably what Dante wanted to say to me.
If our conversation from this morning had continued, it surely would have been like this.
He would promise to keep my secret and, in return, ask me to share my healing power.
“The Duke doesn’t really need it, does he? I heard the potions provided by the temple are sufficient. Besides, you prefer fighting with your natural physical abilities rather than special powers.”
“No. It’s become necessary.”
And the reason wasn’t for himself…
“My younger sibling has manifested a special power.”
Dante explained the situation of continuing the family legacy and about Noah, just as he had told me before.
“I want to protect my family, and I don’t want to crush Noah’s dreams. I don’t want them to live the same life as me. Your Highness must know this.”
“Well, I’m not so sure.”
“You know better than anyone. How much a special power manifested at a young age can torment one’s life.”
Edan quietly closed his mouth.
“Though Noah suffered extreme pain, they are a child who wasn’t supposed to manifest this power. So, the power will likely fade soon or remain insignificant. But if the imperial family finds out they’re a power user, they might have to join the subjugation against magical beasts, no matter what. They’d keep suffering in pain. I absolutely don’t want that to happen.”
Edan, who had been sitting upright, leaned back against the chair.
“Honestly, this guy and that guy.”
Dante intended to continuously infuse Noah with healing power to prevent the side effects of their ability entirely, preferably without the imperial family knowing, in secret.
Telling Ivy wouldn’t guarantee the secret would be kept, but since there was no other way, he had gone to her.
For now, Noah needed to be healed.
But things are different now. If I have my healing power, there’s no need to tell Ivy, and the risk naturally decreases.
A quiet silence filled the room.
What was Edan thinking? Perhaps Noah’s story reminded him of his own past, as he said nothing.
Dante stood up from his seat and knelt before me with a thud. His large frame bowed before me.
“Lady Latieana, I beg you.”
A calm voice, heavy with deep sincerity.
A gentle yet firm and resolute request.
My gaze naturally fell on the nape of his bowed neck.
The cloth covering his body slipped, revealing a tanned, muscular back.
It was covered with countless sword scars and claw marks from magical beasts.
A man with exceptional natural physical prowess, lacking nothing, knelt without hesitation for his sibling’s sake.
He was a kind person who put family above his own desires.
“When I told you to apologize, you really don’t listen, do you?”
Edan, visibly irritated, ran a hand through his hair with an annoyed expression.
“Why should I show such consideration to the Duke? Isn’t it too despicable for someone who tried to kidnap me and offer me to the temple to now use my abilities?”
“…”
“Breaking a few walls and lightly roughing up some subordinates—do you think that’s enough to pay the price?”
“…”
“Such delusions have their limits.”
Dante’s broad shoulders remained still, as if ready to accept whatever Edan said.
“Yes, it’s my fault. If you allow it, I’ll apologize as many times as you want and offer as much compensation as you desire. So…”
Edan looked at me.
“You’re going to do it your way anyway, aren’t you?”
I rolled my eyes dramatically and then stopped.
“Fine.”
Having made up my mind, I stood up to grant the request.
Edan grimaced as if to say, “Really?” but I was going to help anyway. If I cooperate with Noah and avoid the temple, Dante won’t be on Ivy’s side anymore. No more worrying about being kidnapped.
“It’s for Noah. They’re still a young child.”
“That’s not the issue.”
No, for me, it is the issue.
As Dante said, since Noah wasn’t supposed to manifest a power, it might be temporary, or they might suffer for a trivial ability.
Either way, it’s not good for Noah.
Part of why I decided to help Noah last night was because of Edan. Thinking of young Edan made me feel for Noah even more.
If I can help with my healing power, I should.
It’s not even direct-contact healing.
“Are you really, truly going to help?”
I helped last night too, but Dante seemed even happier now.
His tanned cheeks flushed slightly, as if excited.
“Where’s the kitchen here?”
I deliberately left Edan and Dante behind and exited the parlor.
“Lady Latieana?”
“Sir Ruben.”
“Where are you going?”
“To the kitchen.”
Ruben furrowed his brow, as if wondering what I meant, then naturally followed me as an escort.
I headed to the kitchen with the servant Dante had assigned.
After winding through maze-like stairs a few times, I quickly reached the kitchen. The head chef, wearing a tall hat as grand as a physician’s, blinked at me curiously.
When the servant whispered something, the chef quickly removed his hat and bowed.
“Yes! My lady, what would you like?”
My lady…
Oh, my nose tingled a bit. What a normal form of address.
I looked around the kitchen and spotted a cabinet stacked with spices.
“Which of these spices is used most in the Duke’s food?”
“Spices, you say?”
“Yes.”
When I nodded, the chef promptly picked up a spice jar.
“Here it is.”
I hesitated as I took the jar.
“Pepper, is it?”
“Yes, pepper is used the most.”
“…”
Pepper, even here.
Just a coincidence, right? Anyway, just like I did with Edan before, I infused the pepper with my healing power.
Now that I know the extent of my power, I used plenty.
The chef and surrounding cooks widened their eyes, but since I was known as Dante’s honored guest, they didn’t intervene much. If anything, they seemed convinced that someone with healing power was naturally an honored guest.
“Thank you.”
I left the kitchen holding the pepper jar, feeling a bit dizzy.
It seems the healing power taken by Ivy hasn’t fully returned.
“Are you alright?”
“Ruben, the sun feels too hot. Can I rest for a bit?”
“Of course.”
Ruben held my shoulder and turned to the servant.
“Guide us to a place to sit for a while.”
Supported by him, I headed to a nearby terrace the servant indicated.
It was an open space with wind blowing through palm trees, offering a clear view of the desert.
There was a wide, plush sofa, and I leaned against it for a moment.
Clutching the pepper jar tightly in my hand.
I felt dizzy.
How much power did Ivy take from me? Still, since I could heal Noah last night, it wasn’t too much…
But it seems I need time to recover.
Staring at the desert, glowing with warmth under the scorching sunlight, I felt my condition improve slightly.
Below the castle walls, people were busy moving about.
They were frantically repairing the broken walls, and a bit further in the desert, a shattered portal flickered with blue light.
‘Should I be relieved it ended like this?’
Knowing Edan’s obsession with me isn’t mere coincidence or possessiveness, yes, this is fine. From Edan’s perspective, he let me off easy. He could’ve blown away the entire wall.
But, I really want to take off this robe. It’s too hot. But if I do, my skin will show, and it’ll anger Edan more.
That’s when it happened.
“Um…”
A chillingly cute voice came from behind.
What’s such a cute voice doing in this desolate place?
Thinking I misheard, I looked around and saw two pretty maids standing in the corridor.
“Did you call me?”
The maids smiled and shook their heads, then pointed to the corner of the wall with their neatly clasped hands.
Following their gaze, I saw dark blue hair sticking out.
Could it be?
“Noah… Ian?”
The hair swayed frantically as if startled, then froze.
Then, peek—a cheek and a small shoulder emerged from behind the wall.
What, what’s this? You spoke first, and now this! So cute!
Noah seemed shy.
“It’s okay. You don’t have to be shy, you can come out.”
Then Noah hopped out lightly with both feet.
Though thin from severe illness, they were a doll-like, adorable child.
Their fine, dark blue hair was neatly cut into a bob, with short bangs swaying over a fair, round face. Their tanned skin, similar to Dante’s, was lightly sun-kissed.
Resembling Dante’s masculine face but softer and more androgynous, Noah was a pretty girl.
As the child moved their lips, their soft, chubby cheeks followed.
Blinking their large eyes, Noah gave a polite bow.
“Thank you.”
Oh, that voice is just too cute.
“Are you talking to me?”
Noah nodded vigorously.
“Is your body feeling better now?”
“Yes!”
The shy child from moments ago was gone, and they smiled brightly as we started talking face-to-face.
But their cute face bore scratch marks around the eyes, nose, and neck—traces of suffering in pain.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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