“Your Majesty.”
Hershis responded without taking her eyes off the documents.
“Report the essentials.”
“Prince Jadon Kalton visited the empress’s palace to congratulate the wedding.”
Ishar said.
Hershis’s gaze finally turned to him.
Having sensed the unspoken question in his stern gaze, Ishar continued with the report.
“He visited as a high priest. A high priest can freely move anywhere on the continent.”
“I should have become a high priest too.”
Hershis leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms.
“If I knew it was such an extraordinary privilege.”
Ishar heaved a sigh of relief at those words. It seemed to pass smoothly.
“Chase him away.”
“…”
“He visited the empress’s palace without permission, and even with this treatment, isn’t it quite generous?”
‘What’s going on?’
Ishar advised with a deep sigh.
“If he had come as a prince, there would be nothing to say, but if he is a high priest, it’s different. Have you forgotten that the history of Luzencia began with the blessing of the temple?”
“…”
“To drive away a priest who came to celebrate the one who will become the empress in the future is not only throwing prey to opposing forces but also not helpful for the unity of the Empire’s people.”
At those words, Hershis clicked her tongue in disapproval.
Although Ishar paid too much attention to external matters, he was right in every way. If it weren’t for Ishar, she would have dissolved the council and overturned the nobility system right after her coronation.
He would have broken the influence of the temple in that way.
Why should the Imperial Family consult with the temple every time there is a significant event in the royal family, such as the wedding ceremony?
What did they do for her when she was manipulated by her uncle and the elders?
But in the end, she had to step back.
‘Remember, Hers. If you don’t know how to yield, you will break.’
Remembering her uncle’s teachings, Hershis gave in, breaking her stubbornness.
“Make sure the audience doesn’t last more than ten minutes.”
“Understood.”
Ishar didn’t like it, but still, the fact that the lord gave in was significant, so he withdrew with meaning.
“The temple…”
Left alone, Hershis muttered while placing a clasped hand on the back of her head.
To her, the temple was more of a gloomy tomb than a sacred place.
A tomb sealed with piled-up secrets.
The priests surely knew more about the secrets of humans than the secrets about the gods.
People would confide in them the ugly sides they wouldn’t tell anyone else.
“Did Uncle also confess his secrets?”
Hershis suddenly became curious.
‘Originally, it wasn’t supposed to be you.’
If she repeated it five more times, it felt like it would fill a hundred times.
‘What does it mean? What does it mean that it’s not me?’
That question, too, felt like it had filled a hundred times. During that time, countless voices in Liz’s mind suggested answers, but none of them were the correct one.
It was natural.
Whenever the voice tried to speak the truth, Liz sealed her lips. Now was the time to finally let them open.
“I know. I… I know I’m not the original female lead.”
Without saying that, she wouldn’t have uttered those words. Who could that person be? Could it be another transmigrator? If so, would that person tell Hershis the truth? Did they change fate by knowing the secrets of this world and taking the place of the original female lead?
“It’s not true. I didn’t change for that purpose.”
Various thoughts confined Liz in confusion and tortured her. Then it happened.
“Liz?”
“Huk!”
Suddenly, a hand placed on her shoulder felt like a red-hot iron on her skin, causing Liz to startle. Hershis looked down at Liz with round eyes.
“What happened? Why are you so startled?”
“Ah… no. It’s nothing…”
Liz hastily added, trying not to arouse suspicion.
“When did you come?”
“Just a moment ago.”
“Ah… yes.”
With an awkward response, Liz discreetly lowered her eyes. Hershis lightly wrapped her arms around Liz’s shoulders, guiding her to a comfortable chair. Placing Liz in the seat first, she sat opposite her.
“The priest came during the day?”
Liz’s face stiffened at those words.
“Yes… briefly.”
“What did he say?”
Liz’s face stiffened at those words.
“Yes… briefly.”
“What did he say?”
“W-well… he congratulated me on my marriage. And he gave me a gift. Some kind of herbal extract. He said it’s precious and can be used as an antidote.”
Although she wasn’t lying, Liz felt an unwarranted sense of guilt.
“You probably don’t need it. There’s no chance of poison entering your mouth.”
“Yeah, you’re right.”
Liz knew that Hershis made sure to use silverware for every dish on her table.
“Do you want to keep it then?”
“Never mind. No human who detoxifies their food with silverware is going to need poison.”
“Well, you have it. You can either keep it or give it to someone you want to gift it to.”
“Yes…”
In that moment, a piece of the original work flashed through Liz’s mind.
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
*
Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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