As dusk fell and darkness like pitch black enveloped Biare’s room, she was consumed by restlessness and anxiety, wandering endlessly in her room.
Knowing that mere contemplation wouldn’t resolve anything, yet unable to stop hesitating, she pondered, ‘What if you are still waiting for me?’
Finally, after much deliberation, Biare pulled out a robe from deep within her wardrobe, grabbed a lamp, and hurried towards Weber Forest.
Since it was the Sabbath, the retainers would have finished their work early and would be either resting in their rooms or offering prayers at the temple.
Her father, naturally, would have gone to the temple to see Lord Eckar, and Gaizen would be busy fulfilling other duties at his post.
It was the perfect opportunity, as the Ruschepf mansion would be mostly empty at this time.
Weber Forest wasn’t far from the Ruschepf estate, so she would arrive there shortly.
Biare didn’t expect him to still be waiting there. How many people would considerately wait for an ex-lover?
‘But if I do meet Sion, what should I say first?’
With her heart fluttering uncontrollably, she reached Weber Forest, a place denser than other forests, where the sky and moonlight were obscured.
The lamp’s light dimmed in the chilling wind and soon vanished completely in the enveloping darkness.
As she walked through the Weber Forest, now engulfed in darkness, the eerie feeling she had sensed in the corridor during the day returned, sending shivers down her spine.
She hurried to the meeting spot but, as expected, he wasn’t there.
“I should’ve known, I shouldn’t have come out.”
Despite anticipating this outcome, not meeting him left her deeply disappointed.
As she was about to leave the forest and return to the estate, she heard a splashing sound and noticed an unidentifiable shape sprawled on the ground.
Something damp and sticky splattered on her ankle, and she soon realized the acrid smell was blood.
Wondering if it was an animal fleeing a hunt, she pressed a hand to her racing heart and approached the shape.
As her eyes adjusted to the dim light and she got closer, her face drained of color.
‘No, it can’t be…’
Recognizing the blood-soaked figure, Biare felt her strength drain away and she collapsed to the ground.
“Sion, why are you like this? Please, come to your senses!”
The person with icy silver hair and deep blue eyes was someone she knew all too well.
‘This must be a dream. It has to be a dream.’
At first, she thought it was all a nightmare.
Her longing for Dension, her wish for him to appear in her dreams.
There were times she prayed for just one dream encounter with him.
But she never wanted a meeting like this, not even in a dream.
Repeating to herself that it must be a dream, Biare bit her lip hard, trying to wake up from this nightmare.
The bitter taste of blood from her bitten lip filled her mouth.
‘It can’t be true. Sion, why…’
Finally, she had to face the harsh reality she’d been desperately denying.
A quick check confirmed he had been dead for some time.
“Please answer me, Sion.”
Realizing he was no longer of this world, Biare clung to him and sobbed.
“I was wrong. I should have tried to find you, but I was afraid that you had grown tired of me.”
Plagued by regrets over the past year, Biare wondered if her approach had driven Dension away.
She had tried relentlessly to erase him from her mind, but it was nearly impossible. She still loved him.
Under the moonlight, looking at his blood-covered corpse, Biare’s heart was shattered.
Holding his cold, lifeless hands, she wept uncontrollably.
“Please… bring him back to life.”
She hadn’t even expressed her feelings to him yet; she couldn’t let him go like this.
She thought that if he wasn’t brought back, she might forever despise the gods.
She cried and pleaded, with a voice so desperate that it should reach the heavens.
In the seemingly endless flow of time, her grief and screams intensified.
The situation was too overwhelming for rational thought.
Her life felt meaningless in a world without him.
She had endured because she believed he was still living somewhere.
Barely holding onto her sanity, Biare shakily picked up a defensive dagger that he had never used.
“Just wait a bit. I’ll be by your side soon…”
As she was about to act, a faintly shining object caught her eye.
‘What’s that?’
She felt an irresistible urge to find out what it was.
She picked up a cufflink from the blood-soaked grass.
‘This isn’t Sion’s.’
The pattern on the cufflink wasn’t from the Berdeum family and was unknown to her, who was familiar with all the imperial families’ crests.
It must belong to an unofficial group.
The thought that it could be related to his death made her heart pound fiercely.
She couldn’t exactly describe her feelings, but she felt strongly that it was important.
As her shaking subsided, Biare steadied her mind and strengthened her resolve.
“If this is related to your death, I’ll uncover the truth.”
Her guard, having noticed her absence, had approached nearby.
“My lady, what in the world…”
Ignoring the blood on her dress, Biare remained focused, her vision blurring.
“Please help this man, I beg you.”
With those last words, Biare lost consciousness, and her memory of that cursed night in Weber Forest ended.
When she regained consciousness, his body was being taken to the Berdeum mansion.
The night at the mansion was utterly dismal, and Biare hung her head in guilt.
She could only repeat apologies for not protecting their lord.
Unable to fully accept his death, Biare bit her lip and held back tears.
She had no right to be okay. If only she had gone to the meeting place sooner, he might not have met this fate.
After Dension’s funeral, Biare overheard a conversation.
“The lady found the duke that day, right?”
“Some say the duke was alone until late at night.”
“Do you believe that talk?”
“Do you suspect anyone in particular?”
“How could the disgraced duke have been favored by the Duke of Ruschep? It’s nonsense.”
“To think such a devout believer would harm someone!”
“Maybe the royal family intervened to make the lady a queen.”
“Be careful with your words. What if someone overhears?”
‘No, that can’t be. Father wouldn’t do such a thing.’
For a moment, Biare doubted her father but then shook her head.
‘Could it really be the work of the royal family, as they say?’
Every time the suspicion arose, Biare felt her heart sink.
‘What if it’s all because of me…’
The thought that Dension’s death might be her fault was deeply ingrained in her consciousness.
Looking at the cufflink she had taken out, Biare’s heart felt scorched.
She showed it to Dension’s close associate, but he knew nothing of the emblem.
Even the elderly steward of the Berdeum family shook his head, similarly unaware.
Despite days of searching for the cufflink’s owner, nobody knew anything about the emblem.
She even asked her father to inquire with a reputable information guild, but to no avail.
The investigation into Dension’s death concluded without finding the culprit, and the royal family decided to bury the case.
Biare was left with only one option.
To use the power of ‘The Eye of Truth,’ inherited from her mother, to turn back time.
‘If only it could bring you back to life.’
Biare was ready to use the power she had inherited from her maternal side to resurrect Dension.
But she wanted to uncover why Dension disappeared, what had happened during the past year, and why he had to die.
She wanted to solve everything and thought it was the right thing to do for Dension.
Yet, unable to find anything, the time had come to use The Eye of Truth.
‘Maybe it’s time to use this power.’
Tormented by the mystery surrounding his death, Biare decided to use The Eye of Truth and plunged into the realm of the unconscious.
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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