Montanier Archduke Damien Illeger.
He was a figure who ruled the empire for ten years, replacing the dead Emperor and the vanished Crown Prince, effectively being an emperor, although merely an archduke in name.
But now, after one more season, he was going to be an emperor, not just in fact but also in name.
The heir, who had been missing for ten years, was considered dead, and the throne was automatically ceded to the next heir, as was the rule of the Luzencia Royal Family.
Anyway, such an important figure visited the Duke of Bert.
He and the Duke of Bert had been in close political contact, but they also got along personally. So, occasionally, to cool his head, he would slip out of the imperial palace to have a drink or play cards with the Duke, and today was the day.
He was very surprised and pleased to find an old friend in the house he had casually entered.
“Who is this? Cler Ferant… no, is it not Lady Cler Berium?”
“Just call me Cler, Your Highness.”
Lady Berium was very pleased, too. They hugged lightly and exchanged pleasantries for a moment.
Duchess Bert, who was at a loss for what to do because of her husband’s sudden absence, breathed a sigh of relief.
She then led the two people who had not yet finished their reunion to the Duke’s private reception room.
“The Duke said he would be back soon, so please wait here for a moment, Your Highness.”
“Do not worry. Tell Francis that he may return slowly. The Countess Berium here, no… Cler will be my conversation partner. Won’t you?”
“Of course, Your Highness. I planned to stay until you drove me away, hoho.”
Lady Berium responded with a playful laugh, and the Archduke responded with a hearty laugh.
Duchess Bert seemed to think that the best way not to spoil the atmosphere was to leave quickly, so she withdrew discreetly, using the excuse of bringing tea.
When the two were left alone, Lady Berium looked around the room.
The Duke of Bert’s reception room had one wall made of transparent glass, providing excellent lighting.
It was a great place to feel the atmosphere of late autumn, with the maple leaves turning red.
‘But it’s not my style.’
Lady Berium, who prefers more discreet surroundings, was uncomfortable with the thought of being exposed to the eyes of people coming and going between the terrace and garden.
Archduke Montanier, noticing her expression, smiled reassuringly.
“Those windows are not just glass, you know.”
“Not just glass?”
“Reflective glass.”
Lady Berium, who didn’t immediately understand the term, was momentarily puzzled. The Archduke then explained simply.
“It means you can’t see inside from outside. It only reflects the image of the person looking at the glass, like a mirror.”
Surprised at his words, Cler Berium looked out the window again.
It was true.
The ladies who had just finished a tea party and were stepping into the garden almost didn’t look this way as they passed the terrace. Occasionally, a lady would look back, but it was only to check her appearance, and none of them made eye contact with either of them.
“Really…!”
Cler Berium exclaimed in an admiring tone.
She had heard of such glass, but it wasn’t installed in ordinary noble houses as it was quite expensive.
The value of one piece of glass was comparable to that of a minor noble’s entire mansion.
Indeed, befitting of a great noble who had amassed both wealth and power.
I must quickly bring Lilia into the Duke of Bert’s family as his daughterinlaw. The Viscount said he would die if it wasn’t her, and the Duchess, who couldn’t argue with her son’s words, would have to agree.
Lady Berium was nurturing a hopeful expectation when the tea was brought in.
There was a cup of strong coffee and a cup of chamomile tea.
Since she had already had coffee with the ladies earlier, the chamomile tea was for Lady Berium.
As she picked up the teacup, the herb scent filled her nostrils, and Lady Berium’s eyes involuntarily closed.
The Archduke, watching her quietly, spoke with a soft smile.
“The lady is still beautiful. I’ve been watching for nearly twenty years, but it seems she hasn’t aged at all.”
At the sudden compliment, Lady Berium quickly put down her teacup and clutched her face.
It seemed like her face was heating up.
Even though he was impudent, he had the power to make a woman’s heart flutter.
“You flatter me. Rather, Your Highness, even at this age when you have passed middle age, you are still like a young man. I’m curious about your secret.”
“A secret? I just have so much to do that I forget about aging.”
At that, Lady Berium cast a teasing look.
“You should stop working now and get married. You’ll be fifty soon.”
“If there’s a good opportunity.”
If there’s a good opportunity…….
No one was unaware that this was one of the lines he usually threw out in such meaningful conversations.
The Grand Duke was a bachelor.
He could have any woman he wanted, so there was no need to be tied to just one. And he didn’t want to be.
But now.
As the emperor’s enthronement was imminent, his thoughts were changing.
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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