He always touched me with his bare hands, but now the sensation was different with his hard gloves.

‘Why the gloves? And why was I inside your stomach? Did you put me there on purpose or did I crawl in?’

“뀨뀨뀨 뀨뀨?”

I was genuinely curious about how I ended up inside the shirt, so I asked vigorously.

Naturally, Hadal couldn’t understand me. He picked me up from his shirt like lifting a baby lion and raised me high in front of the officials. Embarrassing!

“This is the one I’m raising. Its name is 뀨뀨. Remember it well.”

“Yes?”

“Ah, understood.”

The officials, seemingly perplexed but obedient, nodded. I wished for a hole to hide in.

‘Why is he showing me off to so many people?’

Who boasts about a stoat like this?

‘I’d rather be rubbing against his bare skin. At least then, only I’d feel embarrassed.’

Hadal put me on the desk, and I immediately tried to escape underneath it. However…

“Don’t. Stay here.”

Hadal pressed my tail, preventing me from fleeing.

‘Ah, this is really embarrassing.’

As if on cue, Hadal pulled out the large cushion I used as a bed. Confounded, I stared at him, then realized everyone was watching me again.

‘I need to sit here for the meeting to resume!’

From a mere wild animal to suddenly such elevated treatment, I didn’t know what to do with myself.

As soon as I curled up on the cushion, Hadal’s attention shifted back to the officials, and the halted meeting resumed.

I leaned on the cushion, looking at the documents on the desk.
‘As I suspected, Hadal really is a royal.’

Everyone called him Duke, so I was unsure, but his signature confirmed it.

After writing his full name, he noted his position, not as a Duke but as a Prince. His dukedom signified direct royal lineage.

‘Oh? But Hadal only signs, leaving the lengthy writing to someone else.’

Near Hadal, across from me, a small-statured man busily wrote with a pen, transcribing as Hadal spoke. I cocked my head at this odd sight, then understood a beat later.

‘Ah, he has someone else write to avoid setting the paper on fire.’

Even the cumbersome, awkward gloves aren’t enough; he only signs and avoids touching anything else.

I felt a surge of irritation at his excessive caution. I glared at the documents with narrowed eyes.

‘Is his magic really that overwhelming? Seems more intense than mine in my younger days.’

True, I also burned skirts and gardens when I was young, but I never felt this repressed or controlled myself so much.

‘No, he’s more pitiable than me. I could unleash flames freely on the battlefield, but Hadal has to just endure.’

It’s like putting a chain on a beast’s neck and telling it to endure because it’s a beast.

‘Ah.’

That’s when I realized why I first met Hadal alone in the forest. A duke, a direct prince of the royal family, wandering into the woods without a single knight seemed odd.

‘He had walked into the deep forest, unable to ride a horse, because of this.’

He needed to expend his flames to maintain even this semblance of normal life.

I couldn’t imagine his suffering. I looked at Hadal with a mix of pity and understanding.

‘Poor him.’

I bit his finger out of jealousy without knowing his situation. Forgive me, Hadal.

Why She Is Still Unmoved (Female-dominant)

One-line summary: He uses various methods to seek her affection, but she remains unmoved.

Synopsis:

Si Qingyu is a doctor who has saved countless lives and enjoys tranquility.

Luo Shaoxuan is ruthless, deeply scheming, and the top young master in the capital. He admires Si Qingyu.

Luo Shaoxuan: I want to be the only one in your eyes and heart.

Features a cold and calm female lead vs A noble and scheming male lead.

There will be both sweetness and torture towards the male after their marriage.