“Are you busy today?”

 

“A bit. What about you?”

 

“I…well, I’m going to write a letter to a friend.”

 

“Friend… who? Princess Ari?”

Huh, how did you know? No, more than that. What’s with that insignificant tone?

 

Yes. I don’t have any friends! The only person I play with is a six-year-old princess… damn it.


“Actually, the princess gave me a postcard.”

 

“If you have nothing else to do, why don’t you come to the temple at lunch?”

 

“What…?”

 

“They are eager to have you visit. I am also free at that time, so I can just drop by.”

 

I doubted my ears for a moment.

What did you just say, hubby?


(T/N: I hope y’all are fine with me writing ‘hubby’, cos ‘husband’ sounds weird sometimes xD especially if it’s her thoughts.)

 

“Are you… okay with that?”

 

“You’re the Pope’s daughter. It’s not too much for them to be anxious to meet you.”

 

“But, that’s…”

 

“You may be mistaken if you went alone, but with me, it doesn’t matter.”

That’s right. If I was the only one who frequented the temple and made friends with the priests, I would be labeled as a spy. But it was a little different if I visited with Izek. It was rather good… what was on his mind? Why would he say this, all of a sudden?

 

Among Elendale’s priests, there would be some part of my father and brother’s spy network. There was no way Izek didn’t know that.

 

Is he trying to give a warning? Don’t even think about plotting something because he’s watching me? Don’t look down on the North or something? Or was he trying to test me?

 

“Really?”

 

“Yes, really.”

 

“Really, really?”

 

“…finish your meal.”

 

Right. Ugh, my stomach was about to explode.

 

I heard a scream.

 

The cries of people in pain and fear sounded as vivid as the cries of the abyss, but the woman did not seem to be disturbed at all.

 

Although she could not be seen clearly in the dark, the woman who leaned on the balcony and looked at the city wrecked by her father, looked bright and joyful as if she was waiting for the moon on a peaceful summer night.

 

A man slowly approached her from behind, holding a bloody sword instead of a bouquet of flowers.

 

The appearance of the balcony and the surrounding scenery seemed familiar to me. Was it a dream? Was I dreaming?

‘You’re here.’

 

‘……’

 

knew you’d come like this. It was worth the

 

looked back at himself and smiled. Finally, a voice as painful and mournful as that of the wounded beast spoke up,

 

‘…….’

 

‘What’s the reason?’

 

to

 

that made it look like she was

 

clenched his teeth, ‘Stop making excuses that you couldn’t help it.

 

different choice. I could’ve told you, I could’ve

 

choice to make me slaughter the priests? Are

the kind

 

‘What…’

 

already know that. I know, you probably

 

Her eyes were bloodshot.

 

warn him, a sign of

 

she came close to him

 

kill Omerta’s princess because of this marriage. Isn’t that weird? Hmm? If he was just trying to break up

 

‘Stop ……’

make it hurt a bit. It was a little difficult to proceed with the marriage, but not to the point

 

‘…..’

 

the one who killed your sister. Not my family,

 

kind of horrible conversation

 

silence, I was worried that the man might just plunge the sword into her body. But that didn’t

 

would

 

voice didn’t have emotions such as anger

 

miserable. An indescribably terrifying

 

voice in response was

 

did I do that? It wasn’t that I

 

‘You…’

 

of it, I think I wanted you to come after me

 

you steal the

who else can steal it

 

with a smirk and pulled out

 

staring at it

 

I haven’t signed it

 

‘…..’

 

as your wife for the last time. It’s a little late, but

 

‘A couple.’

 

He laughed.

 

to tell whether he

 

each other. You killed my family and

 

that we’re a real

 

him, she spread her arms as if pointing over the balcony.

I dreamt of when this damn place would turn into a sea of blood, and you’ve made my wish come true in the blink of an eye. In return, I will present you with this city. The position of the next pope or

 

There was silence.

 

blade of a blood-soaked

 

me crazy

 

‘…….’

 

trusting you? Tell me, did you

 

‘I’m sorry.’

 

‘…….’

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