FAZER LOGINUnlike 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 beautiful moments of her life.
Once, she had to endure every anxiety and suppress her deepest desires. Every action, even her very breath, had been solel
A beautiful symphony resonated throughout Valthorne Castle. The night of the grand celebration had finally arrived.Ever since Kaelus survived the recent deadly incident, the sympathy of the noble factions had begun to shift in his favor.They turned out in full attendance, willingly sailing for days toward the most frozen territory in the Hera Empire just to answer his invitation.“I was a bit worried that no one would show up, Kael,” Roselyn murmured, sitting on the throne beside her husband.“I am surprised as well, Rose. Usually, we do not invite outsiders.”“Isn't this a good thing? We can open new business ventures with the capital nobility. I am going to mingle and speak with them. W
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 beauty of Fosteriana did not soften the tempest raging within Vivianne’s breast.The crestless carriage finally ground to a halt in front of a sprawling mansion. As she stepped inside, the servants immediately bowed in respect, preparing to carry her belongings.“Welcome, Lady Valthorne,” they greeted her. “We have prepared a private sauna for you. The hot spring will help wash away the fatigue of your journey.”"No need," Vivianne commanded flatly, her black fur cloak still draped over her shoulders. "Prepare a small carriage
‘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 tears, promising you would always support me.Today, I write not as the widow of the late eldest son of the former Grand Duke. I write as a woman whose entire world has just been plundered by a wild rose from the Capital.Kaelus is married. The seat that rightfully belonged to me is now occupied by Roselyn Sirius.My influence in this castle is being eroded in a matter of weeks. I fear my soul will leave you, but if Father is willing to help get rid of—’
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 beautiful moments of her life.Once, she had to endure every anxiety and suppress her deepest desires. Every action, even her very breath, had been solely for the sake of her husband.Yet, with Kaelus, everything felt entirely different.‘I take him as my husband, and I will love and support him until death do us part.’The exact same vow, but spoken to a completely different man. Roselyn closed her eyes, never imagining that her fate could turn out so vastly different.
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 the armrest, while the other gripped an empty wine goblet.All around him, the scene was pure chaos. Two women in disheveled silk gowns slept soundly on the fur carpet, their backs turned to each other.A blonde girl lay asleep on the bed, wearing almost nothing.Every single one of them was beautiful. Yet, he felt absolutely hollow."Rose…," Derrick whispered, his voice barely coherent."Did you call me, Duke?"Brown ha
The streets alongside the Yangsar River were bustling with life. Traders had set up their stalls along the cobblestone path, their shouts blending into a lively hum.Whiffs of thin smoke rose from bread ovens, mingling with the comforting scent of firewood and warm milk. Children darted through the crowd, weaving between the legs of adults, completely indifferent to the lingering bite of the morning chill.In the midst of the crowd, no one recognized them.Roselyn pulled her wool hat a little lower, then glanced sideways. Kaelus was walking beside her, his hands tucked casually into the pockets of his gray coat.Yet, his posture remained unyielding."You are walking too rigidly," Roselyn whispered, nudging his arm







