"Have you lost your mind?" The Emperor looked at Harriet, who didn't immediately respond to his words. Meanwhile, Harriet didn't look like she wanted to argue about this. "Your brother turned into a Lycan, alright. But why did you have to tie the knot with an Almandine? Didn't I warn you about them?" Harriet was now actually facing the Emperor and looking him straight in the eye. "My brother became an Alpha," replied Harriet. "And now, he has become the only Alpha on the continent, who does not have the name Almandine and its patronage." Knowing the Emperor, Harriet was sure the man already knew what her words meant. "This is what compelled me to come to you today, Your Majesty," said Harriet. "And considering that you were the one who sent my brother on that expedition, I hope that you are willing to take full responsibility for making a decision that is fair to everyone." Silence. The Emperor glared at Harriet, but then clicked his tongue in annoyance. "Why did Almandine ha
Talent.Harriet sat on her horse, which stood beside the Emperor's horse.And he stood on the ground, in his azure robes and the crown of the Crown Prince.Even in the eyes of the Crown Prince like him, it was clear that Harriet Goldlane's presence by the Emperor's side was irreplaceable.Ezekiel Euclase's eyes opened. Dawn in the sky of the capital was already breaking, as the sun began to make its appearance. Ezekiel got off his bed and rubbed his face.Today's court meeting would also be attended by Harriet, after a year the woman left the capital to become the ruler of the West Fort Region with her brother.Ezekiel got dressed and prepared himself. His steps were followed by a row of servants and assistants heading to the throne room where the meeting was to be held. In the long hallway, he saw a woman walking slowly, looking to the side of the garden. That woman was Harriet Goldlane.Harriet Goldlane always looked beautiful in stunning dresses and hair neat in a bun, decorated wi
Harriet and the rest of the assembly sat listening to the Emperor's assistant read out the facts that had been gathered to date about every important point in the wars taking place in the West. There was a written document distributed to everyone containing each incident either, much more in-depth and detailed than what was read.Harriet stared blankly at the document, most of which was information she had written down with her own hands from the North, and sent to the Emperor after hearing the story of the Old Duke returning from the war.After the Emperor talked about her offer at the dinner table last night at the meeting, everyone stared at her, asking for confirmation. Harriet just nodded, adding a sentence.“But Almandine and Amaryllis will only help defend the continent, not to launch a counterattack on the West Continent.”Everyone nodded in understanding because this was fair.“So that's your offer, Marchioness?” asked the Emperor.Harriet shook her head. "I'll make my offe
The Crown Prince hugged the girl before him and carried her into his lap. The man recalled how cruelly Harriet had treated his lover, Cecilia Morganite, a helpless noble girl in the capital's aristocratic social world.The capital's elite circle was cruel, but with Harriet, things got more complicated. Ezekiel didn't understand why Harriet seemed to be targeting Cecilia, a sweet innocent girl, and isolated her from everyone. Cecilia was young and naive, but did that allow Harriet to criticize her so much in the middle of a party, in front of everyone?Ezekiel still remembered the incident a year ago. After that, Cecilia came running out of the party with a face full of tears, and she didn't want to talk to him for almost a week.The Emperor did want Harriet to be Empress, but did that give her the right to bully Cecilia, the innocent girl with no power at all in the noble world?Ezekiel had never liked Harriet, but he appreciated Cecilia.Cecilia was a hard-working girl, and although
Harriet's eyes narrowed at the familiar name.Cecilia Morganite, or was better known to people as "The Crown Prince's Lover"."So what?" asked Harriet."Madam, Cecilia Morganite launched her new fashion store after you left the capital. And all the products that she puts out have become a trend for high fashion for women in the capital," replied the boutique owner.Harriet didn't see where the problem was. "But isn't there always competition in the business world anyway? Why are you complaining?"The boutique owner hesitated to convey it."Madam, whatever we do, it always fails. In fact, the woman twice and three times managed to release a product that we had just thought of and is still in the sketch phase. It's as if she's always a step or two ahead of us," the woman explained irritatedly.Harriet tilted her head. She felt that it was very natural, considering that if someone was talented, then they would be able to come up with brilliant ideas faster than anyone.But the boutique o
Everyone had a secret side. Ezekiel knew this fact well, as he himself also had a secret side. However, standing here, holding the card Harriet had written before his own eyes, he couldn't believe it. Harriet probably made that expression earlier because she thought no one was looking at her as she faced the desk. Harriet probably wrote such a message thinking no one would see it except… …except her husband. Harriet Goldlane's husband was the grandson of Old Duke Almandine. His name was Liam Almandine, a dying and forgotten Alpha nearly a hundred years old. In fact, if Harriet Goldlane hadn't suddenly married him, Ezekiel wouldn't have known about Liam Almandine at all. Ezekiel's entire universe of thought immediately spun in a fraction of a second. Before Harriet knew it, the man had put the card back in its place, and he was back in the corner where he was sitting. He sat in silence and immersed himself in deep thought. What he had seen of Harriet Goldlane all along was her so
Returning to her hotel room, Harriet, who was satisfied with her haul, dropped her body directly onto the bed she had not used at all. Harriet lazily took off her dress and tossed it onto the side of the bedside chair. She smiled silly to herself at the thought of Liam's reaction to receiving a gift from her. Would the man wake up without the full moon again? While she was here, was he lonely? Harriet laughed to herself. But slowly, her mind returned to the war that might come, and each of her responsibilities. Harriet closed her eyes. Every tip of her finger touched the soft taste of the white hotel bed sheet. Before entering her dream world, she thought about the West Continent's answer for this continent. And that day, Harriet was haunted by such a long and terrible nightmare. Red flags, rain of ash and sparks of fire. Burnt ground, damp with blood, and gloomy grey skies. It was the image of the great battlefield in Harriet's dream. Yes. Surprisingly, Harriet knew that th
Harriet got on her horse. The blush on her face had returned, and she didn't look as pale as yesterday. But Sir Russell still looked at her worriedly. "We have to ride back now so I can catch the full moon night," said Harriet softly. “But let's not rush. There's still one week left." "Are Madam sure you're okay?" asked Sir Russell. "Of course. Since I don't want to be tired, I told you we don't need to rush," said Harriet with a gentle smile. Sir Russell finally nodded in agreement. The return journey was indeed slower than the departing journey. Harriet wasn't in a rush, but her heart felt like it had come home. She wanted to arrive quickly, but her body couldn't be forced. Even so, since Harriet had left a few Lycans in the capital to coordinate with the palace, the trip went smoothly. As the sun set on the next full moon night, Harriet could already see the Almandine castle in the distance and its tallest tower. Harriet smiled calmly and gently, galloping her red horse h