Aslan tried to ignore her and pass by.
“Wait, I’ve been waiting for you!”
However, he eventually had to stop his horse because of that single plea.
It would have been proper etiquette to dismount and greet her, but Aslan did not do so.
Instead, he looked down at Hestia from atop his horse with fierce eyes and asked,
“Why did you come? To mock me?”
He sneered viciously.
“It must have been quite amusing for you all this time.”
“What are you talking about?” Hestia asked, puzzled.
“Playing games with me. Otherwise…”
He trailed off, the atmosphere around Aslan turning icy in an instant, and he pressed down on Hestia with his mere presence.
“I wondered how you dared to come to see me.”
Hestia flinched.
Her violet eyes quickly moistened.
“Aslan…”
“Are you here for a final goodbye? Then I should oblige. What would you like to hear? Something like… thank you for letting me live in delusion? Is that it?”
His sarcasm cut sharply into Hestia.
With a face that looked like it could break into tears at any moment, Hestia barely managed to part her trembling lips.
“Aslan, just hear me out for a moment.”
But Aslan had no intention of listening.
He continued to pour out his anger at her.
“Did I still look like a puppy wagging its tail at the sight of a princess to you?”
It was more a self-deprecating statement than one directed at Hestia.
Aslan clenched his teeth.
Even as he saw her getting hurt by his words, he couldn’t stop himself.
After a long exhale to gather his emotions, he gathered his strength.
Finally getting a chance to breathe, Hestia opened her lips to speak.
“I’m not here to fight with you. First of all, I want to express my condolences for the late Duke Calati, your father. And about the oracle…”
However, Aslan cut her off again.
“Look here, Princess.”
Hestia’s violet eyes trembled even more intensely.
Looking at her pitiable state, Aslan coldly said,
“What more is there to say between us now? You made your choice, and I’ve accepted it. There’s only one thing I have to say to the princess.”
He twisted his lips more coldly as he looked at her, waiting for an answer.
“May you be unhappy for the rest of your life. Just as much as the despair you have given me.”
With a cold, expressionless face, Aslan gripped the reins tighter.
“Hyah!”
He spurred his horse, which swiftly passed by Hestia.
Thus, ending his three years of captivity, Aslan returned to Calati, embracing only his raw anger.
Back to the present.
On the night of the royal banquet hosted by the king.
Hestia, dressed not in her usual priestess attire but in a dress, had rushed to get ready. Unable to prepare a new dress due to the time constraints, she wore one she already had and only applied simple makeup.
Although she was a princess and a saint of the kingdom, compared to the other nobles of the south, Hestia appeared quite modest.
Yet, she still captured everyone’s attention.
The nobles, clearly knowing it was rude, kept sneaking glances at her and stealing looks.
Some brave souls approached Hestia to exchange greetings and tried to strike up a conversation, but it was not easy.
Hestia’s mind was entirely elsewhere.
“Lady Saint…”
“Especially today, you look…”
She responded half-heartedly to the words floating around her ears while constantly scanning the room.
The banquet, hastily prepared, was nevertheless splendid.
The golden curtains rippled from the ceiling, and from the high-stacked champagne glasses, expensive liquor flowed like a waterfall without a care for its cost.
To an outsider, it would be hard to believe that the North and the South belonged to the same country.
‘Has he come? If he has, where is he?’
However, Aslan, the one she was looking for, was nowhere to be seen.
Being a person whose presence is felt even in the largest of crowds, his absence meant he hadn’t come.
‘He didn’t come after all…’
Hestia sighed.
Yorgos and the Crown Prince, who just entered the banquet hall, also looked around.
Apparently, they couldn’t find Aslan either. Yorgos frowned slightly and clicked his tongue, which Hestia noticed.
As if used to Aslan’s absence, Yorgos didn’t continue looking for him and started his toast.
“I can’t thank you all enough for being here.”
Yorgos continued in a solemn voice.
“We have successfully held back the winter last year. It’s our victory!”
He emphasized the word “victory” as if it was his own achievement and raised his glass higher.
“To Calati.”
Regardless of attendance, this banquet was to honor Calati’s efforts, so it was necessary to elevate him.
As the king led the toast, the nobles of the South, filling the hall, responded enthusiastically.
“To Elswood!”
As a signal, lively dance music began, and everyone paired up and started dancing in the center of the hall.
Those around Hestia became a bit restless.
“Lady Saint, if it’s not too much trouble…”
“I’m sorry. I’m not feeling well and was just about to leave.”
Hestia’s kind but firm refusal turned the man who asked her to dance red.
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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