To The Eternal Knight (2 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 13
My frail squire, whom I had to abandon so ruthlessly in the rain.
But unlike then, Alejandro was now unmistakably a man. Even though her gaze fell lower than his, his upward gaze stubbornly chased after Nerea.
“I always obey your every command, my knight…”
His dark eyes sparkled defiantly. Nerea knew that look well.
Once, those eyes had gazed at her with blind devotion—shimmering with hope she’d believed would never fade.
“You, of all people, Lady Rosa Nerea, understand that better than anyone.”
Her watery eyes wavered, as if unwilling to answer. Alejandro drank in every fleeting moment of her hesitation.
When had she started biting her lip like that? When had her knight, who once reacted instantly without a hint of hesitation, begun to falter?
Alejandro, who had always looked only at his knight, finally smiled faintly.
No matter when it had started, he knew all her current reactions were because of him.
“I’ll go ahead and wait outside.”
At her barely perceptible nod of permission, Alejandro rose from his seat.
“Please ask me whenever you need.”
This time, she didn’t nod.
You’re exactly the same as before.
Alejandro chuckled as he stepped out the door—but then frowned. Johnny, who’d clearly been waiting, immediately grabbed his arm and pulled him outside.
In the gathering twilight, Johnny stared at Alejandro with an utterly flustered expression.
“Why?”
“Wait, just wait! Did you just… ask Countess for her hand…?”
“What?”
His heart plummeted instantly. A proposal? What utter nonsense…!
Alejandro’s eyes narrowed sharply, but Johnny pressed on, as if he knew everything.
“But didn’t you just say that to the Countess yourself?”
“…”
“‘I want to call you Rosa!’—You’re Alejandro Rosa!”
Ah. Alejandro smiled lazily.
“So you eavesdropped?”
Ugh. Johnny made a choked sound. Ignoring him, Alejandro slowly leaned back against the wall. The chill of the air, now completely drained of sunlight, seeped into his back.
“My knight always liked being called Rosa.”
In simpler terms, that meant:
Everything belonging to Alejandro Rosa—down to his very surname—was the Countess’s, and since she liked it, he gladly gave it to her.
“…So that’s why you insisted on taking Rosa as your surname? Even enduring all that slander?”
Johnny swallowed down a slight sense of weariness.
Memories flashed before his eyes like a reel—starting from when Rosa was first established as the trading company’s name, all the way to the moment they formally received the title “Rosa” from the Emperor himself.
The Emperor’s fury at the audacious merchant who dared request the Imperial Princess’s pet name. The endless gossip among nobles, who treated Alejandro like a juicy scandal.
Alejandro clicked his tongue dismissively.
“And what’s this about a proposal?”
Even if he’d offered his surname, how could anyone mistake a situation with no ring and no flowers for a marriage proposal?
Alejandro glared at Johnny with clear annoyance, accompanied by a faint worry: surely not everyone in the capital thought so foolishly?
Most of those city-dwellers were utterly pathetic—whether they held a knighthood or not, they never dared stand against injustice. Alejandro gave a cold laugh, yet a layer of concern rose within him.
After all, judged objectively, his knight’s taste in men wasn’t particularly good.
Otherwise, why would she show kindness even to that brute who so recklessly grabbed her precious wrist?
She, who was so strong and infinitely wise.
Just as the door opened and his knight appeared, Alejandro froze for a moment.
Her luxuriant red hair instantly stole his breath away; her indifferent face, unreadable as ever; and those beautiful eyes slowly focusing on him…
“Johnny Hamilton. Come here.”
“Yes!”
Alejandro clenched his jaw, forcing his twisted expression to steady. Of all people, it wasn’t him his knight called.
A tide of forlorn, bittersweet feelings surged within him. So he whispered just loud enough for only Johnny to hear, as the latter eagerly moved toward the door.
“Just you try saying it.”
“Say what?”
Johnny asked playfully. Instead of answering, Alejandro merely smirked.
As the corner of his crimson lips lifted with quiet intensity, Johnny’s mischievous grin faded slightly. With a shudder, Johnny quickly stepped inside.
Only then did Alejandro finally exhale the breath he’d been holding so painfully.
That was enough. My strong, wise knight.
Having barely grasped the words swirling in his mind, Alejandro turned his gaze back toward the house. His lowered eyes shimmered with a soft, steady light.
His heart raced inexplicably, as if he’d just entertained a terribly dangerous thought. So he decided to pretend he didn’t know where that swallowed thought might lead.
She was simply infinitely beautiful.
That was all—just a squire’s praise for his knight.
[This is the timeline separator]“You want me to tell you everything I know about Alejandro Rosa?”
“Yes.”
The reply was clear and direct, yet Johnny tilted his head in confusion. Exactly what kind of information was expected?
Living in Castarti, who didn’t know about Alejandro Rosa?
A once-popular jest from the capital came to mind. Love him or hate him, Alejandro himself was an irresistible source of fascination—so much so that both weekly journals and scandal sheets constantly mentioned him.
The only difference was that weeklies phrased things more delicately, while scandal sheets bluntly rated his looks in raw, unfiltered terms.
Surely that wasn’t what she wanted to know.
Just as Johnny opened his mouth to narrow down the scope, Alejandro entered the room with a bright smile.
“What’s this interesting conversation I’m missing out on?”
Instantly, Johnny snapped his mouth shut and deliberately avoided the Countess’s gaze.
I’m sorry, my lady—but he never pays any attention to me at all.
Under Alejandro’s piercing stare, Johnny carefully chose his words—phrases that gave the Countess no real information but carried messages he absolutely needed to deliver to Alejandro.
“I’ll start by saying that Count Alejandro Rosa hasn’t returned to the trading company in so long that work has piled up, and because of that, Deputy Head Lady Grace Lancaster is absolutely furious.”
Nerea found little useful information in Johnny’s words. The fact that the deputy head was so angry yet still here suggested she must hold a fairly high position in the company.
That was all. Just as Nerea was about to ask for more detail, Johnny—perhaps trying to dodge her question—turned to Alejandro.
“Now that I think about it, when are you returning to the company anyway? Grace was making such a fuss just days ago about burning down your office—if you go back now, it might really be ashes.”
“My office?”
Could it be that Alejandro was actually the company’s head?
Nerea held back her question and looked at Johnny.
Seeing the confusion in her eyes, Johnny’s widened in astonishment. He’d clearly overheard Alejandro declare himself “Rosa” just earlier—could it be…?
“You don’t mean to say you’ve never heard of our company? We expanded into coffeehouses and hotels two years ago and were in the papers every day!”
“The young lady doesn’t read newspapers.”
Heather answered for her. Johnny looked utterly dumbfounded, but Nerea merely shrugged—she had no answer to give.
The last news she’d heard from the capital was five years ago, when Brienna became Crown Princess.
“Well, forget the newspapers for a moment—but surely you’ve at least heard of Rosa Trading Company?”
“Rosa Trading Company?”
“Johnny.”
A low voice cut through the flow. Its gentle tone was directed at Johnny.
“Will you keep rattling on like this? Soon, my knight won’t have a single question left for me.”
It was a dagger coated in honey.
While Johnny mimed zipping his lips playfully, Nerea shot Alejandro an irritated glance.
Should I just kick him out?
When their eyes met, Nerea deliberately made her expression fierce. But Alejandro merely softened the corners of his eyes and smiled—leaving even Nerea unable to help smiling in return.
Watching the whole scene as a third party, Johnny silently swallowed a sigh of admiration.
At first, witnessing such heart-fluttering tension had made him want to run away. But seeing how gently Alejandro behaved like a docile lamb before the Countess oddly reassured him as a friend.
Then, suddenly, a spark ignited in Johnny’s mind.
Wait a second. If it came down to who could cut deeper, Lady Nerea held overwhelming superiority. That guy would never beat her anyway. So then…!
Johnny quickly glanced at Alejandro’s expression. If he was going to switch sides, he needed to move fast.
Just then—
“But, miss, I know it—Rosa Shop.”
All eyes turned to Heather. Flustered, Heather fixed her gaze on Nerea and hurriedly added,
“The hat and hairpin I gifted you—both were bought there.”
A hat and hairpin. That strange shop selling precious items cheaply.
“Though the hint came from an unexpected source—I run the trading company.”
Alejandro smiled slowly.
“Really nothing you need?”
“No…”
Nerea began to flatly refuse—but stopped herself mid-sentence.
.
.
.
But in the end, curiosity won.
In her dimly lit room, illuminated only by a faint bedside lamp, Nerea stood with arms crossed, staring at stacks of newspapers.
Four stacks, each as tall as she was.
“Thirteen years’ worth of weekly journals. I’ve included nearly all the special editions and scandal sheets too. Whatever information you’re looking for, you’ll likely find it there.”
Male lead is a clingy little husband
One-line summary: The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
Introduction:
One day, Lu Yuner’s soul transmigrates into a female-dominant world. She enters the Imperial Academy and takes up the position of a doctoral instructor, teaching classes and grading schoolwork.
One day, she encounters the young prince Su Qingwan secretly skipping class from the male academy.
As a result, Su Qingwan is punished.
From then on, Su Qingwan sees Lu Yuner as a “thorn in his side”.
But before long, this “thorn” becomes the person he cherishes most, and he goes to great lengths to win Lu Yuner’s affection.
Mini scene 1:
One day, the sun is high in the sky but Su Qingwan still hasn’t gotten up for class.
Servant Xiaoyuan: “Young prince, it’s time for class. You’ll be late otherwise.”
Su Qingwan says arrogantly: “I’m not going. I am the esteemed prince, my status is so noble, why should I suffer this hardship? Besides, isn’t learning all this just to please women? Hmph, they’re not worthy!”
Mini scene 2:
After Su Qingwan falls for someone, he completely changes. He no longer skips class and diligently learns how to be a good husband and father. But he discovers that Sister Yuner is always surrounded by admirers.
Drunk and overcome with jealousy one day, he clings to Lu Yuner, crying beautifully like a pear blossom in the rain.
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan likes Sister Yuner.”
Lu Yuner: “Young prince, you’re drunk.”
Su Qingwan: “Qingwan isn’t drunk. Qingwan likes Sister Yuner, likes you so much, likes you to bits…” Before he can finish, Lu Yuner’s eyes flash with emotion and she leans in closer.
[Reading Guide]
1. The female lead is gentle, gracious, humble and polite but not weak. The male lead is initially an arrogant, noble, love-deprived brat, later a cute, clingy, scheming little jealous one.
2. 1v1, a bit torturous in the beginning but definitely sweet later on.
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