At dawn the next morning, as the first hints of sunlight spilled gold across the hospital window, Livia slowly stirred awake in Marcellus’s arms.His chest was warm and solid, his breathing steady—like a deep, ancient well of calm. Pressed against him, she felt as though she were sleeping in a world that knew no danger. She nuzzled closer, her movements languid with the contentment of sleep, stretching in his embrace like a cat reluctant to leave the warmth.Another peaceful night, she thought, the corners of her lips lifting with a faint smile.Marcellus opened his eyes and met her gaze. The faint smile at the edge of his lips carried a gentle warmth, as restrained as always, yet deep enough to reach the heart.During their morning routine, Livia moved with practiced ease—wiping his cheeks, fastening his hospital gown. The light touched the side of his face, softening the tired but still-sharp lines into something almost faded and tender.As she carefully wiped his fingers, Marcellus
“Me? Spying on you? Of course not.” The man let out a laugh, as if being accused had somehow amused him. He gave his head a slight shake, voice still slippery and insouciant. “It’s just that… a few of the so-called ‘leads’ in your expansion project happened to be old friends of mine—people I planted there years ago.”He leaned back in his chair, tapping his fingers absently on his knee—like knocking on the door of a secret chamber about to open.“They were in early, long before you even joined the expansion effort. So when they heard something interesting in your meetings, they naturally told me right away. I was just gathering a bit of intel, that’s all—trying to feel out how solid Marcellus’s ground really is.”Eryx’s expression darkened. His eyes locked onto the man with a cold, unblinking stare.“Oh, don’t ask me who they are,” the man said, raising both hands with a mock gesture of sealing his lips. “This is how I make my living—if I tell you, how am I supposed to survive?”Eryx
He was just about to down the last of his drink.The sharp chill of the liquor had barely touched his lips when, without warning, a sudden gust of wind burst through the tightly sealed windows, slamming them open with a crash. The heavy curtains surged upward like waves caught in a storm.Eryx’s brows furrowed sharply. He jerked his head up—and in the very next second, the glass in his fingers hit the floor with a sharp crack, scattering liquid across the tiles. His entire body tensed as though ice had been driven straight through his chest.At some point—unseen, unheard—someone had taken the empty seat across from him.The figure was so gaunt he hardly looked human. A long robe clung damply to his frame as though he had returned from a night of rain, yet his hair, though loose and falling to his shoulders, was oddly dry, as if it had been scorched by fire. His face was sharply cut, all bones and hollows, like it had been carved with a blade, and every line of it radiated a quiet mena
“As for who to send…” Marcellus spoke in a low, weary voice, tinged with deliberation. “Looks like… we’ll have to let Elias lead the team.”He turned his head slightly, eyes fixed on the ceiling, the gaze of someone threading through a tangled chessboard, searching for a weakness. “We can’t send many people, but they must be elite—trusted, composed, fast… and calm under pressure.”Livia nodded in silence.In that moment, a name suddenly flashed through her mind.Emma.A former legion commander, seasoned in combat. Once a streetwise wanderer, later trained by her own master—disguise and stealth came naturally to her. Most importantly, she was trustworthy.There was no one more suitable for this mission.And yet, Livia only lowered her eyes slightly, never speaking that name aloud.She glanced at the man on the hospital bed, watching him lean back against the headboard, his face fatigued but eyes still sharp with instinctual vigilance—reflexes honed through years of war. Even now, thoug
Night had deepened. One by one, the hallway lights of the hospital flickered gently, their pale glow made all the lonelier by the stillness of the late hour.Livia pushed open the familiar hospital room door, her steps soft and measured, as if afraid to disturb whoever might be inside. But she had barely stepped in when she stopped in her tracks.The man in the bed wasn’t asleep.He was half-reclined against his pillows, a thin blanket draped over his lap, several IV tubes still connected to his arm. The curtain was half drawn, and a cool night breeze drifted through the cracked window, lifting a small curl of hair at his temple.He was staring out the window, motionless. There was no real focus in his eyes—only a quiet, heavy kind of waiting.And in that moment, Livia understood—he had been waiting for her.A strange calm settled in her heart.She stepped closer, voice soft. “You’re not resting. Were you waiting for me?”Marcellus slowly turned his head at the sound. His complexion l
Eryx’s gaze sharpened slightly. Though the faint smile remained on his face—polite, indifferent—there was a flicker of surprise in his heart.He had assumed this meeting would be little more than a formality following Livia’s appointment. A few hollow words, some ceremonial posture—nothing more. What he hadn’t expected was that she would open by slicing directly into the Second Legion’s jurisdiction—and do so with such swiftness and precision, without a trace of hesitation.Assigning the Second Legion to oversee the eastern and northern sectors of the city’s expansion, while handing the southern and western regions to Allen’s Seventh Legion—This was a power play.And Eryx knew it.She hadn’t tried to consult him. Not even a token gesture of asking for his opinion. She had simply announced it. More importantly, there hadn’t been the slightest hint of tentativeness in her tone, as though she was already certain he wouldn’t object.This woman… has more nerve than I thought.He remained
The atmosphere in the meeting room fell into a brief silence after Eryx took his seat. It was as if everyone was waiting—waiting to see how the newly appointed lead would begin, and whether she might make some kind of “misstep” that could be dissected, interpreted, or used as leverage.Livia slowly rose, her gaze sweeping across the room. She didn’t raise her voice, but the confidence and composure in her tone naturally commanded attention, drawing every pair of eyes toward her.“First, thank you all for taking the time to attend tonight,” she began, her voice gentle yet poised, carrying the refined grace of her noble upbringing alongside an unshakable firmness.She glanced toward the man in uniform beside her, offering a slight smile. “And a special welcome to General Eryx. Your presence here is undoubtedly critical to the success of the upcoming expansion.”Eryx showed no change in expression—only a faint nod in return.Livia continued, “As for the expansion plan, I will be followin
Night had fallen deep and heavy. The stars outside were obscured by thick clouds, and a soft wind passed through the tall firs surrounding the conference hall, making the branches tremble with a faint rustle. Deep within the hall, the amber glow of a dignified chandelier spilled softly across the round table, illuminating the solemn faces gathered before it.This was the nighttime session of the regular expansion project briefing. The venue was set in a side hall on the rear mountain—remote, heavily guarded, and ideal for dealing with matters not meant for public eyes. Representatives from various departments arrived one after another, quietly exchanging words, nodding greetings, or sitting in complete silence.Livia had been present for some time. She sat at the head of the table, beneath a banner of white and platinum—simple in design, but symbolizing the highest authority presiding over the project.She waited quietly, her long fingers resting on her knees, eyes sweeping over the f
Livia sat on the soft couch in Adrian’s office, her gaze resting on the neatly stacked technical drafts and progress reports beside her. She nodded slightly, seeming satisfied with her younger brother’s efforts on the front lines.“I can see that things are progressing well on your end,” she said softly, her tone unusually relaxed.Adrian set down the documents in his hands and gave a bashful smile. “We’re just following the plan Marcellus laid out before. Everyone’s doing their best.”Livia looked up at him, her eyes gentle but filled with unwavering resolve. “Starting today, I’ll be taking over everything Marcellus was handling. He’s already organized all the materials I need to know, and I’ll familiarize myself with the pace as soon as possible. Don’t worry—I won’t be a burden to your team.”Her voice shifted slightly, and her expression grew more solemn. “This afternoon’s regular meeting—I’ll be attending as the lead of the expansion project. Starting today, I’m officially taking