ANMELDENMost Suitable OneBeatrice couldn’t believe the mess she had made while drunk. She quickly turned her head away and firmly denied it.“No… everything is blurry. All I remember is being with Uncle Arturo and Princess Riela, and then… I think I passed out.”She swallowed, then hurriedly added, “Her Highness said you carried me back to my quarters last night. I haven’t properly thanked you… so, thank you. And I hope I didn’t cause you any trouble.”Beatrice almost wanted to praise herself for not stuttering. It was a relief that she had managed to avoid Uriel’s intense, searching gaze. She refused to turn back, even straightening her posture slightly, worried he might notice how fast her heart was beating if she kept leaning against him.Uriel didn’t answer right away, and the silence made Beatrice uneasy. She could already tell he wasn’t convinced by her excuse, and it only made her more nervous.“Is that so?” he finally said, and she bit her lower lip hard.“Yes, I really don’t remembe
Beatrice did her best to keep her calm and composed as she guided her horse along the road. The three of them rode at a slow pace, mostly because both men seemed determined to match her speed.“You two can go ahead and ride faster,” she suggested with a polite smile. “It’s been a while since I’ve ridden a horse and been outside, so I’m enjoying the scenery.”“It’s quite alright,” Lord Evan replied warmly, his smile wide and earnest. “I said I would accompany you, and I happen to have the entire day free.”Uriel didn’t comment at all, making her raised her eyebrow. Quickly, she turned to Lord Evan and smiled back graciously. “That’s very sweet of you.”She continued chatting politely with Lord Evan, responding to his questions and occasionally laughing softly at his comments.But in truth, her attention was elsewhere.Her senses were secretly focused on Uriel.From the corner of her eyes, she kept observing him, waiting—hoping—for some kind of reaction. Yet every time she stole a glanc
“Where are we going?” Riela asked as Beatrice pulled her along the palace corridor and out toward the courtyard.“Well, I want to buy a few things at the market,” Beatrice replied with a wide grin. “And since it’s our free day, we might as well enjoy it.”As they made their way outside, Beatrice suddenly spotted someone familiar ahead.Her face immediately brightened.“Uncle!”Arturo turned at the sound of her voice and walked toward them halfway, a faint smile already forming on his face.“Are you done attending the court meeting?” Beatrice asked cheerfully as she approached him. At the same time, her sharp eyes carefully observed the interaction between her uncle and Riela.She grinned inwardly.Riela’s cheeks had turned slightly pink as she gave Arturo a timid smile, while Arturo greeted her with a respectful bow and a warm expression.‘Ah… these two really look good together,’ Beatrice thought to herself with satisfaction.An idea quickly sparked in her mind.“You should come with
Althea sat quietly on the bed while the royal physician examined her, though her eyes kept drifting toward Gavriel.He had been pacing back and forth across the chamber ever since she complained about feeling unwell. Every few steps he would stop and glance at her, his brows tightly drawn with worry.She sighed softly.“Relax,” she told him with a reassuring smile.Gavriel stopped pacing but only long enough to glare at the physician beside her.“How could I relax when she looks this pale?” he retorted sharply. “What is it? Did she eat something bad last night?”
Beatrice groaned as her eyes fluttered open.“Ugh… my head,” she mumbled, pressing her palms against her temples and rubbing gently, hoping to soothe the pounding inside.“You’re finally awake!”Her eyes snapped shut at the sound of Riela’s voice. A small smile tugged at her lips despite the throbbing in her head. At this point, she and Princess Riela had become like sisters, more than just friends.Beatrice had always looked up to Riela when they were younger, relying on her like a big sister. But that bond had been fractured when Riela fell ill, her mind slipping after the chaos caused by Cain.For nearly a
The sun had yet to rise when Althea stirred on the bed. She slowly opened her eyes, only to realize she was tightly wrapped in Gavriel’s embrace. One of his arms was draped possessively around her waist, pulling her flush against his chest.Both of them were still bare beneath the blanket after the passionate night they had shared. The thick covers were the only thing shielding them from the cool morning air, yet neither of them felt the chill.Their bodies were pressed close, skin against skin, sharing warmth in a way that made the world outside feel distant and unimportant.Gavriel’s arm rested securely around Althea’s waist, holding her as if even in sleep he refused to let her drift away. She could feel the steady rise and fall of his chest, the lingering heat of him wra
The three guards stiffened at once and bowed slightly. “High Stewardess, Lady Dorothy,” they greeted curtly, their voices carrying the weight of respect laced with caution.‘High Stewardess?’ Althea realized then. ‘So she’s the one in charge of keeping order in the North Palace.’But as her gaze lo
“I was on my way back to the royal estate, but when I heard what happened here, I thought I should stop by and see it for myself. I’m fortunate to cross paths with you, My King,” Lady Ava said politely as she approached, her steps light, her poise flawless. She came to stand beside him, her presenc
The weather was bright and pleasant, so Althea and Melva decided to take the chance to leave the palace walls while the sun was still high. The Alpha King had already granted them permission, though it came with one clear condition—they could only wander within the grounds of the At the door, thre
The guards stiffened at Dorothy’s command before moving toward Althea.“No! Please, no! You can’t do this to her, My Lady!” Melva cried out hysterically, trying to push forward, but was held back.Althea, however, did not flinch. She caught Melva’s trembling hand and squeezed it firmly, her calm ey







