Fuschia blinked repeatedly. Seems like her eyes are playing tricks.“Elysian? Is that you who hold my fall?”“Yes, Your Highness. Are you all right?” Elysian asked worriedly.“Impossible. What was that earlier? I see a blonde hair man right in front of my eyes!” Fuschia studied Elysian's hair more closely, but it was still dark brown, a trademark of the Bellrose family.“Haa... was that so shocking that I start hallucinating?”“What did you just do, Mr. Bellrose?” Albertus' voice sounded like a warning, which made Elysian release his grip from Fuschia's arm.“Shut up, Albertus. This gentleman just helped me. He was better than the servants here who were busy taking care of themselves. You're no different.” Fuschia retorted, then adjusted her posture.“Thank you Mr. Bellrose, please return to your position.” Asked Fuschia while smiling

Why do I think that run away from this place is enough to give my son a decent life? Wouldn't it be better if he wasn't born? Because there is no guarantee that we can live in peace without being chased by Hayden and his troops. And even from the dangers of other humans who intend to harm us. Honestly, I'm not sure. Isn't death the wisest answer? 'Wow, why am I suddenly walking to the Green Lake again? Tsk, is my subconscious telling me to drown myself in that lake again?' The water in Green Lake is still just as warm as before. When the water level reached my knees, I looked back in surprise that neither the guards nor Merri had stopped me. I found no one there. It’s strange, but, 'Is this a sign that I'm free to die, now?' I walked further into the middle of the lake. The water has reached my chest. I feel my feet going numb. Ha! It’s ridiculous. Since went back to the past, death is such a trivial matter to me.

Hayden sat relaxed in his chair. In the middle of the banquet hall. With a glass of champagne hanging between his fingers. Enjoying a small party that his wife, Fuschia, had prepared for himself and his squad.Occasionally his lips carve a smile when watching the soldiers who seem to be having fun with the food and alcohol that is served beautifully by the servants. The orchestral music accompanies couples dancing in the dance floor. He stomped his feet to the beat of the music. “You can dance, Your Highness." Suggested Raymon who was standing by his side, still on duty mode.“How can I dance without my partner, Raymon? I have become a married man.”“That is true, Your Highness."“Why don't you dance and enjoy the party, Raymon? I saw many ladies stealing glances at you.”“But Your-"“Don't use me as your reason to refuse the ladies' invitation. You know that you don't have duties

Who would have thought that there would be a day when Fuschia could enjoy tea with the main characters in this novel? There was Hayden who gracefully sitting in front of her. Then there was Raymon standing behind Hayden on alert, and Sarah – disguised as Sergei, sitting by Fuschia's side.Three rotten people laughed at him that night. And here she was, sipping tea with those who had killed her.Every now and then, Fuschia would glare at Raymon.'I'm really looking forward to the day when I can see your body torn apart by monsters, Raymon.' Fuschia gritted her teeth.She suppressed the angry emotions that were ready to overflow by sipping a hot tea. Actually, she is a coffee person, so the habit of the nobles here drinking tea is still foreign to her. Even though she has been doing this activity for 13 years, her taste hasn't changed. She longed for coffee that could quench her thirst in one gulp.Anyways,That day was the day

"So is it true, Your Highness? Did someone try to poison you with chemicals ingredients? Is that why you've fallen sick more often since coming to the Palace?” Elysian's worry made Fuschia's heart a little warmer.“Maybe yes, maybe no?”My body was indeed much more susceptible to pain after I entered the Palace. But I think it all happened because I was mentally exhausted. Especially after I came back from the past like this time. However, if it weren't for the stress, could Hayden have done something?If I remember correctly, in the past my head felt heavy after I spent the night with Hayden. At that time I tried to look fine while holding back a terrible headache. Until Hayden gave me the drug, which I had to take every day as a vitamin.But now, my head was already heavy before I even spent the night with him. Had I been exposed to Hayden's trap already?If I think about it, this novel's plot seems to accelerate. Like how Sarah