LOGINThe former mistress of the North said nothing for a moment.
She simply nodded, as if she understood perfectly. Yet there was no way a seasoned knight who had once led an army through a raging blizzard for three days and three nights didn't know that overloading a single horse on treacherous mountain paths was far more dangerous than riding separately.
Her sharp gaze then
The coppery smell of fresh blood clashed sharply with the pungent scent of brewing herbal decoctions inside the Emerald Chamber.The spacious room, adorned with deep green gems, was usually reserved for the kingdom's distinguished guests. But this afternoon, its atmosphere had turned grim, repurposed into a makeshift infirmary."You must be examined as well, Grand Duchess," Mrs. Hargrove said, her face lined with deep anxiety."I am fine.""At the very least, please change your gown."Roselyn didn't answer. Her gaze remained rigidly fixed forward.The moment she stepped past the threshold of the Emerald Chamber, her heart felt as though it had stopped beating.
The carriage bearing the Lexcan family crest stood ready in the front courtyard of Castle Valthorne.The late afternoon air was still biting, carrying a cold wind that whipped a light dusting of snow around the castle steps.Baroness Lexcan, whose health had not yet fully recovered, was already resting inside the carriage. This left Rieta standing outdoors, waiting to bid a final farewell to the rulers of the North."Thank you for your immense generosity, Grand Duke," Rieta said, her voice ringing clear against the howling wind. "I will not forget your warm hospitality.""My apologies for not being able to host you properly during your stay.""Think nothing of it, Grand Duke. And once more, I deeply apologize for my bro
The doorknob ahead felt as cold as ice when Roselyn’s fingers brushed against it.After Rieta had said her goodbyes, her figure retreating down the corridor in her heavy mourning dress, a heavy silence once again claimed every corner of Castle Valthorne."Even though it wasn’t her fault," Roselyn murmured.She could still see the way Rieta’s shoulders had shaken as she apologized over and over. Roselyn looked down at the silver tray in her hands.The warm steam rising from the breakfast dish was already thinning, losing its battle against the winter chill seeping through the grand corridor windows.Taking a long, steady breath, Roselyn tried to ease
Twelve resignation letters sitting on Kaelus’s desk successfully silenced Valthorne Castle this morning.There was no bustling patter of servants' footsteps like usual, leaving only an unsettling stillness echoing through the corridors.“So they really left?” whispered a knight currently on patrol.“Shh, keep it down. I heard they won’t be able to work anywhere else again.”“Well… if it’s gone that far, I think the Master might have been a bit too harsh.”“Though he acts cold, the Master is actually soft-hearted. It’s just that he loses his rationality whenever it involves the Grand Duchess.”Rieta stoo
“Or perhaps you are the one who wants to stay away from me,” Roselyn remarked, without a hint of jest.That sentence, laced with utter honesty, was difficult to refute easily.Kaelus finally looked at the idol of his heart. There were faint dark circles beneath Roselyn’s eyes.“Are you alright, Rose? Your body needs rest, why are you up this early?”“I couldn't even sleep because I was waiting for you.”Kaelus flinched instantly. The surge of guilt for neglecting his wife all night swelled up within his chest once more.‘Damn it. I was supposed to take care of her and comfort her,’
"Twelve, Your Grace."Mrs. Hargrove, the head housekeeper, stood rigidly at the threshold of the study. Her hands tightly clutched a stack of papers against her chest, holding them like a shield against the oppressive atmosphere of the room.Kaelus did not look up from the document he was signing for even a second. "Twelve what?""Letters of resignation."The movement of the quill in Kaelus's fingers froze instantly.He slowly looked up, searching the old woman's face for any sign that this was a poorly timed, cruel joke. Yet there was none. Mrs. Hargrove's face was as pale as a shroud, her eyes averted, refusing to meet her master's gaze."Truthfully, many of the servants have been acting strange since yesterday, Your Grace. However, it was only last night that they began submitting these letters all at once.""Just leave them on the desk."The stack landed with a soft rustle, making Kaelus’s desk feel even more crowded and suffocating. Deep down, the Grand Duke understood perfectly
Roselyn sprinted toward the small side gate in the back garden. She could feel a piercing, stinging cold as her bare feet pressed against the grass, which was heavily drenched in night dew.The brunette woman truly believed that she had finally found her window to escape. She had been waiting for t
The borders of the Hera Empire were slick with the remnants of last night's torrential rain.Kaelus Valthorne did not reduce his speed for even a fraction of a second as he thundered through the stone arches marki
“I will make you love me again, Rose.”Derrick pinned his hand against Roselyn’s neck, forcing her to look into his blue eyes. There was no longer any pretense of the polite gentleman from her first li
The chamber door swung open without a prior knock. Yet, Roselyn didn't even need to turn around to know exactly who stood at the threshold.Kaelus Valthorne—the very man who had once flatly rejected the idea of a







