“Your Highness, Albertus greet the little moon of the Drachentian kingdom.”
“Oh Albertus, come in. And you guys… apparently are still sitting relaxed, huh?” Fuschia crossed her legs and smirk.
“We have to get going to carry out orders, Your Higness. May the Lord Drachen protect you.” Sophie and Laura left Fuschia's room.
Now, the only ones in the room are Fuschia, Merri and Albertus who are smiling warmly.
Merri handed the financial record to Fuschia. The book is long and big but still quite light because it has only been filled with a few sheets. Albertus's eyes followed every movement of the book until it was on Fuschia's hands.
“Sit down, Albertus.”
Albertus was quite surprised. This was the first time a noblewoman had asked him to sit on the same level. Albertus stared. As if he didn't know what to do, Fuschia called out his name.
“Hurry up, Albertus. I don't want my hea
Fuschia blinked repeatedly. Seems like her eyes are playing tricks.“Elysian? Is that you who hold my fall?”“Yes, Your Highness. Are you all right?” Elysian asked worriedly.“Impossible. What was that earlier? I see a blonde hair man right in front of my eyes!” Fuschia studied Elysian's hair more closely, but it was still dark brown, a trademark of the Bellrose family.“Haa... was that so shocking that I start hallucinating?”“What did you just do, Mr. Bellrose?” Albertus' voice sounded like a warning, which made Elysian release his grip from Fuschia's arm.“Shut up, Albertus. This gentleman just helped me. He was better than the servants here who were busy taking care of themselves. You're no different.” Fuschia retorted, then adjusted her posture.“Thank you Mr. Bellrose, please return to your position.” Asked Fuschia while smiling
Fuschia grit her teeth.“Ugh. Cuih! Because of his handsome face, his warm eyes, his gentle words, and his caring attitude, I was smitten with this bastard. Ha, it’s such a shame tho the face is cute but the inside is so rotten to the core.” Fuschia raised her head. She tried desperately to crack her sweetest smile. Even though it still looks awkward.Fuschia still not very good at hiding his emotion.“What’s wrong, My Fuschia? Are you sick? Why is your face so pale?” Hayden reached out his hand to brush Fuschia's cheek - who spontaneously bent back.“I'm sorry, Your Highness. I shouldn't have shown you my embarrassing condition like this. It's just that, recently I'm not feeling well.”“How can you let this happen, Albertus? What is your explanation?”While Hayden scolded Albertus by stuffing him with questions, Fuschia took back the breath she had lost due to nervousness
Why do I think that run away from this place is enough to give my son a decent life? Wouldn't it be better if he wasn't born? Because there is no guarantee that we can live in peace without being chased by Hayden and his troops. And even from the dangers of other humans who intend to harm us. Honestly, I'm not sure. Isn't death the wisest answer? 'Wow, why am I suddenly walking to the Green Lake again? Tsk, is my subconscious telling me to drown myself in that lake again?' The water in Green Lake is still just as warm as before. When the water level reached my knees, I looked back in surprise that neither the guards nor Merri had stopped me. I found no one there. It’s strange, but, 'Is this a sign that I'm free to die, now?' I walked further into the middle of the lake. The water has reached my chest. I feel my feet going numb. Ha! It’s ridiculous. Since went back to the past, death is such a trivial matter to me.
“You! Why are you coming out from there?” Fuschia gripped the man's sleeve tighter when she recognized who it was.“Your Highness?”“Wait, when did you change your clothes? And the hair,”“What do you mean, Your Highness? I've been wearing this shirt ever since morning.”“Impossible. I ran after you. And obviously, you're wearing a brown suit, not a gray suit, Sir Elysian.”Elysian looked confused. He scanned his clothes from up to down. Then he reached out his hand to calm the frantic Fuschia, but he pulled his hand back. He would not dare to touch this woman carelessly. Or else…Fuschia was still catching her breath one by one. The feet that she hardly ever used to run, did the heavy lifting of the day. She could feel her legs wobbly, failing to support her body’s weight plus her soaked dress. She wanted to drop her body to rest. But the appearance of the man, Elysian
Hayden sat relaxed in his chair. In the middle of the banquet hall. With a glass of champagne hanging between his fingers. Enjoying a small party that his wife, Fuschia, had prepared for himself and his squad.Occasionally his lips carve a smile when watching the soldiers who seem to be having fun with the food and alcohol that is served beautifully by the servants. The orchestral music accompanies couples dancing in the dance floor. He stomped his feet to the beat of the music.“You can dance, Your Highness." Suggested Raymon who was standing by his side, still on duty mode.“How can I dance without my partner, Raymon? I have become a married man.”“That is true, Your Highness."“Why don't you dance and enjoy the party, Raymon? I saw many ladies stealing glances at you.”“But Your-"“Don't use me as your reason to refuse the ladies' invitation. You know that you don't have duties
There were no words but surprise when the bedroom door opened and Fuschia saw that someone else was there. She stood frozen at the edge of her bedroom door. The back of her head was like being hit with a baseball bat. Even though she had never been hit with it before, but she could imagine how much it hurt. Like this time.Her head was dizzy immediately.“My Fuschia, where have you been all this time?” Hayden asked probingly, his finger drumming impatiently on the table.Fuschia was still frozen. Her eyes caught Hayden sitting on the sofa, while Raymon standing tall behind him. The two people she hated the most in the universe were in front of her when she was alone. Fuschia swallowed her saliva bitterly. She breathed in slowly.“Hayd- I greet His Highness the Crown Prince.” Fuschia curtsied, her already dry hands wet again as she lifts her wet dress.“Please answer me, Fuschia.” Hayden pleaded, he stopped tappin
Who would have thought that there would be a day when Fuschia could enjoy tea with the main characters in this novel? There was Hayden who gracefully sitting in front of her. Then there was Raymon standing behind Hayden on alert, and Sarah – disguised as Sergei, sitting by Fuschia's side.Three rotten people laughed at him that night. And here she was, sipping tea with those who had killed her.Every now and then, Fuschia would glare at Raymon.'I'm really looking forward to the day when I can see your body torn apart by monsters, Raymon.' Fuschia gritted her teeth.She suppressed the angry emotions that were ready to overflow by sipping a hot tea. Actually, she is a coffee person, so the habit of the nobles here drinking tea is still foreign to her. Even though she has been doing this activity for 13 years, her taste hasn't changed. She longed for coffee that could quench her thirst in one gulp.Anyways,That day was the day
“That is not … a rumor though,” My answer gave them both, ah no, the three of them shocked.“My Fuschia, what do you mean by that?”Oh! I love watching Hayden's face crumpled like that. Sarah's expression was hilarious as well.“If they say that I played with a man in a secluded place and then brought him to the Jasmine Palace, then that's not a rumor. But facts.”“But why,?” Sarah glanced at Hayden briefly, so did I.“Wait a moment, Your Highness. What do you think when I say I'm playing with a guy? No way, you don't think that I'm doing something so obscene, do you? Hohoho.”“O-of course not, Your Highness. Right, Crown Princes? S-so what did you do with that guy?”“Oh, we become friends. He is a gardener who takes care of the garden near Green Lake. He was injured then, so I took him to Jasmine Palace to give him some medicine. And at the same time
Tuyul is nowhere to be found.No matter how hard Mbayul and I searched for him, we could only conclude that Tuyul had left us. It's hard to accept that reality, especially when we don't say goodbye to each other.Mbayul and the other wandering fairies are still with us. They worked for me as a royal CCTV. They were the right creatures for the job because few could see them, even though many wizards had appeared now.Then, when Pasha was three years old, I learned Tuyul's last story."Mom, do you still remember Uncle Tuyul?"One night, Pasha asked about it.Pasha has excellent verbal skills at an early age, and he can already form complex sentences well, making it easier for us to converse. He also remembered some things about his childhood, when he was one year old.He even remembered the house in the middle of the forest that we once lived in in the Haddad Kingdom, and he also remembered our battle with the monsters. Therefore, it is not surprising that later those memories returned
It had not been six months since Dylan had served as the new king of Drachentia Kingdom, and he already held the title of 'Drachentia's golden wolf.' In that short time, he was feared by the kingdoms around Drachentia. Mainly because of his achievements in eradicating all the monsters and the remaining alchemist in Drachentia.Not only that, but he also paralyzed the illegal trade that occurred in Drachentia's sea. Without mercy. And it turns out that his actions have spread to shake the economic stability of other kingdoms in the vicinity, which have outsmarted Drachentia in terms of trade at sea.Then today was a big meeting with the diplomacy of the allied kingdoms, who were present for fear that Dylan would prey on their kingdom. As many people know that Drachentia is an archipelago kingdom, I think they are afraid that their kingdom will become one of Dylan's new islands.'But he's not that ruthless tho.' I smiled proudly at Dylan sitting beside me with a sinister expression.As
My second marriage ceremony.As Dylan requested, before the king's coronation ceremony, we had a wedding ceremony.Of course, a lot needs to be prepared for a royal family wedding, but since we want it to be done as soon as possible, the preparations are quite simple. After all, we want to be crowned husband and wife soon. So we don't think much about banquets and so on.I'm wearing a white wedding dress that looks as divine as the diamond sprinkles on top of it. When the sun's rays fall on me, my dress will twinkle.Why can there be such a beautiful wedding dress ready in such a short time? The answer is because of the enthusiasm of Laura and Mr. Andre, who had prepared the dress long ago, even when they didn't know when I could wear it. Likewise, with Dylan's wedding tuxedo.“Milady-oops, your majesty, you look so beautiful. You are like a goddess!”"Isn't she more like an angel because of her white dress?""Well, our lady can do both. Hohohoho~” Merri and the others had fun dressin
The day of Crown Prince Hayden's trial has finally arrived. The sky was a dull gray, and people flocked to the High Court to witness the historic trial in an uneasy mood. Their minds were in turmoil.Dylan and I sat on the witness stand. I could feel all eyes on us. I heard the whispers of the people behind us as they were the seats of the nobles."I'm here. Don't be nervous." Dylan whispered. Pulling up the nervousness I didn't realize ate up my consciousness.Even though I heard that Madame Luxor and Laura were trying to get a lot of news written in the newspapers in our favor, that doesn't mean everyone would necessarily believe all that. Especially the nobles who might be aiming for royal power through the royal family.More so when they heard their next king was a formerly enslaved person and a victim of alchemist experiments—not forgetting that I would also be their queen."Phew."The supreme judges entered the courtroom. I know one of the high judges who sit in the highest seat
After that great battle, I slept like the dead for two days. I pushed myself too much, so that's how it turned out.Meanwhile, Laura and Madame Luxor mobilized a lot of news media in the form of newspapers to write down everything that had happened overnight—starting from the reason for the rebellion led by the Luxor Family with the help of the Mountravven Family troops to my surprising appearance.Madame Luxor quickly prepared everything related to the news as she owned information guilds. So she has planted several reporters on the scene to capture everything that happened since the beginning of the battle.And as professional reporters they are, reporters get a lot of 'astonishing' pictures, which are then pasted in their newspaper headlines.From the picture of Hayden leading the monster army, then the picture of me using water magic, and the picture of the dragon in the sky that blessed Dylan and me. Of course, the last picture was the one that seemed the most implausible, except
I don't know what just happened. What I do know is that Dylan suddenly had Hayden's sword in his hand, and from that sword came a superpower(?) of a giant rolling circle that sliced ​​through the monsters with a single numbness. Then because of that power, Dylan's energy seemed to be sucked in and made him fall limply into my arms.I panicked because I thought Dylan was about to die, but he was only limp for a moment. Because after that, we and some of the 'healthy' soldiers explored the temple.Of course, at the time, I also didn't know why people looked at us with amazement as they said that we received blessings from the dragon that stroked our heads with its feet.I don't even know anything about the dragon in the sky. But I think it might be Lord Drachen.Anyway, I met someone I almost forgot on the way to the temple."I'LL KILL YOU!" Sarah was about to jump at me with a vengeance, but her body was already being held back by the soldiers who followed us."It's all over, Sarah," I
"Where are you going, sir bastard?"Without hesitation, Merri engulfed Raymon's body with her smoldering blue flames.“AAAAAAHHHHH!” Raymon writhed in pain while screaming hysterically; then, his body was kicked by the grande monster.Merri smirked as she looked down at Raymon, who was flipping like a dying fish.Merri thought, 'Look, how easy it is to crush that bastard. If I were stronger since long ago, then Milady and my life wouldn't be this messed up.'"Merri?! What are you doing here?" Fuschia approached Merri, looking happy at the top of a tree.“Milady! I did it! I burn that bastard!”“Gre- great job, girl. But don't push yourself as you're still recovering, Merri."“Of course! Hahahaha, this is fun. What about you, milady? Uh? Your head is bleeding!” Merri almost jumped from her position to get closer to the flying Fuschia.That made Fuschia flustered. But then Fuschia calmed Merri down. “Calm down. I already drank that potion.”"Ah! The magic medicine, of course!”Fuschia s
Fuschia stared at the man in front of Madame Luxor warily. "Commander Hugh?"She recognized the man before as The Knight Commander of Drachentia, Hugh Connor of the Count Connor Family.Dylan frowned wryly then spoke in a low voice, "I should have made sure you died in my hands."The knight commander Hugh bowed his head as he faced Fuschia. He didn't raise his head as he spoke.“I… had time to come to the Crestine Hall. There I met Lady Laura and the survivors. Then I… learned the truth from her. So please, allow me to atone for my sin of stupidity, Your Highness.”Fuschia knew Hugh Connor as a knight loyal to the kingdom. His loyalty is shown by a devotion to the leader. He is known as the 'hunting dog' of the late king who has bitten many nobles or rebels who threaten the power of the late king.Like Hayden and Raymon, he was trained by the late king and the late general commander in swordsmanship. That was why the sword styles of the three were almost the same. So he has a good rel
“FUCHIA!”It was Dylan's voice. He emerged from behind the soldiers."Dylan!" Fuschia immediately raised her legs to shorten the distance between the two.The two of them ran at each other with their arms wide open.Amid a battle between monsters and humans that seemed like it would never end, Dylan and Fuschia hugged each other tightly.The whirlwind of their minds and the erratic beating of their heart were relieved by the familiar scent they breathed in on each other. The tight hug they shared at that time seemed to convey all the tiredness in their hearts and minds.Then, along with a brief kiss they shared, each of them killed the charging monster. Fuschia separates the head of the monster charging at Dylan with her ice saw, while Dylan rips the neck of the monster charging at Fuschia with his sword.Never before seen a romantic and horror moment happen in one frame. So many soldiers thought so and accidentally witnessed the scene.“What's wrong with your sword? Why are they so d