LOGINThe warm water cascading from Roselyn’s head to the tips of her fingers could not wash away the sticky sensation lingering in her memory.She scrubbed her palms repeatedly, even though the dried blood stains had long since vanished along with the soap.The maid assisting her bath did not dare to utter a word, merely keeping her head bowed while occasionally stealing glances at the Grand Duchess’s vacant gaze fixed upon the bathroom wall.‘This isn't the first time I’ve seen blood because of me. If something happens to Rieta, the Baroness and the entire population of the North will curse me.’She remembered the final image of Vivianne. Even a woman hailed as a "Jewel" could go mad to the point of losing her life because of her.
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,’
The journey of several days through the thinning blizzard had now given way to the scenery of Fosteriana, a town on the southern border.Here, the wind blew warm, and wild tulips had begun to bloom. However, the b
‘To my beloved Father,I pray your health remains eternal upon receiving this letter.Father, ten years ago you sent me to the North with t
Unlike Derrick, who was currently drowning in his own delusions, his former fiancée continued to step forward to build her own strength. Revenge was nowhere on her wishlist.Instead, Roselyn was savoring the most
Cigar smoke filled the room. All the windows were tightly shut, making the air inside suffocatingly heavy.Derrick leaned back against the velvet sofa, one leg stretched out toward the floor. One hand hung loosely over







