LOGIN"Darling, you look pale," Kaelus said, gently rubbing Roselyn’s shoulder as she stood half-dazed, staring at the ocean from the ship's deck."I am fine, Kael.""At least lie down inside, Rose. The wind is very strong out here.""If I get cold, I will go in."Thick gray clouds hung low in the sky, carrying a dark foreboding that had taken root in Roselyn’s chest ever since she received the letter from Carl.The constant rocking of the waves caused the hull of the large wooden ship to sway up and down.Inside the steering room, Roselyn suddenly gripped the edge of the table as a wave of nausea surged from deep within her stomach.
Brak!The heavy impact shook the silence of the room. Kaelus slammed his palm onto the table, causing the teacup on top to rattle violently.A flash of rage was clearly visible in his eyes."What else does Count Sirius want from my wife?!" Kaelus growled.The lady-in-waiting holding the letter flinched. Both of her knees trembled violently, and her head dropped so low that her chin nearly touched her chest.The silver tray in her hands shook. She looked utterly terrified, as if the oppressive aura of the war god could claim her life at any second.Seeing the servant on the verge of tears, pity welled up in Roselyn’s heart.
An uninvited guest arrived at the main building of Castle Valthorne that morning.Roselyn had just placed her comb on the vanity table when a lady-in-waiting rushed inside. The servant’s breath was still shallow from walking too fast down the corridor."Grand Duchess, Baroness Lexcan has arrived. She begs permission to see you."Kaelus, who had been leaning against the window frame watching the fog slowly thin over the tower, immediately averted his gaze.His ruby eyes narrowed slightly, weighing what could have prompted the middle-aged woman's sudden arrival."Tell her to wait in the drawing room. I will meet her with my wife," Kaelus commanded coldly.Less than half
The clang of bells rang out harshly beyond the walls, shattering the quiet of the corridor. Several Valthorne knights hurried toward the tower to investigate the source of the commotion.Meanwhile, Kaelus stood rigid before the archive room. His fingers tapped against his forearm in a steady rhythm, waiting on the answer Rieta's late sister had left behind."I hope you have a reason that makes sense, Lexcan," Kaelus said flatly. His gaze was fixed, cold, demanding.Rieta faltered for a moment. She drew a long breath to steady herself before finally gathering her courage. "Your Grace, I found this note tucked inside my sister's diary.""I have no interest in reading a dead woman's private notes. Just tell me what it says.""Vi
The Valthorne carriage pulled away from the port as winter dawn broke along the eastern horizon.The blood moon from the night before had already set, replaced by a gray sky carrying the cold wind so distinct to the North.Inside the warm cabin, Roselyn leaned against Kaelus's shoulder. Her fingers, wrapped in velvet gloves, were held tight in his grip, as though he refused to let even an inch of distance come between them."Are you thinking about what Merran said last night, Rose?"Roselyn let out a soft sigh, her eyes staring blankly out the window fogged with frost. "About the heavens trying to restore things to where they originally belonged. Yeah, it's been on my mind.""You know a lot has changed compared to the p
Thunder rumbled, splitting the silence inside the room. The burst of light from the Ocean's Golden Heart slowly faded, leaving behind a magical warmth that settled into the thick herbal air.The King of Odiley sat frozen for a moment. Brenand's eyelids trembled slightly as he stared into the clear black eyes he'd waited twelve years to see open again.But Merran didn't so much as glance his way. Her expression was cold, distant, as though Brenand were nothing more than a passing breeze.Unable to hold it in, he let out a low huff, his voice bitter with a childish sting of hurt. "I've been waiting half to death for you for years, and the first name you say when you wake up belongs to someone else?"Merran didn't answer with words. Her face stayed blank.
Roselyn ran out without looking back. The night chill pierced her skin, shielded only by a thin gown, but it was nothing compared to the frantic hammering of her heart. It throbbed between anxiety and a strange sense of satisfaction for having just trampled on the Duke’s ego.The four-hour journey
"Prove your love, Lady. Try serving me tonight."The voice was soft, yet it carried no melody—only the toll of a death knell.Roselyn remained motionless on the cold marble, letting her knees go numb. Her dignity as the sole daughter of Count Sirius had long been cast aside. All that remained was a
A stifling silence enveloped the balcony, broken only by the sound of Roselyn’s ragged, fractured breaths. Before her, Kaelus stood motionless, like an ice sculpture untouched by time.Roselyn lowered her head, trying to steady her racing heart. "Forgive me for forcing you to witness such a shamefu
Three days of confinement were enough for the bruises on Roselyn’s body to fade from a deep purple to a dull yellow. Thanks to the Elysium from her uncle, the wound on her forehead had dwindled to a thin red line.Vogard personally ensured that the mark was buried under layers of powder before drag







