Based on my conversation with Nora, it was not surprising to see my face in the newspaper.Dame Grimaldi, an authentic life Countess Brivaldi?Ridiculous! In Miurella's novel, Countess Bianca Brivaldi fought for her love even though the world was against them.I shook my head as my teeth chewed the sausage. Starting today, I had to fuel my body by eating more carbs and protein.I asked for another serving while my brother smiled as I pig-out in front of him.My decision was right when the archery training began. This body burned all those sausages, beans, eggs, and bread after an hour of exercise and practice.My cruel brother made me ran 20 kilometers. These delicate hands never touched the bow, and the arrow was like a squished tomato after the session.These circumstances didn't stop me. I formed my fist, sat on the bench they placed in the empty meadows, and closed my eyes. The pain I expe

"Dame Bethany! I'm glad you visited! Come, join with us!"Barging in during the hour where the Imperial couple savored their tea together made me feel ruthless. Whatever I've already done."Greeting to the Suns of Daria."In this world, a curtsy was a must.The Empress pointed at the seat next to her.There was a welcoming spirit in the air I did not understand."Were you here because you'll tell us about your pregnancy? I am here to protect your reputation."I smiled at how close the Empress and the Duchess were. Oh, yeah, they were siblings after all.I shook my head and cleared my throat."Your Imperial Majesty, this woman believes in the purity before marriage. Also, I went here to ask for your Imperial Highness's permission.""You'll ask permission to marry our nephew? Oh, I admire your braveness. As the rulers of this Empire, we will impose the rules."I choked cause the moment the Emperor said those

The Prince left the moment he heard his announcement. I glanced to my left when a big rough hand overlapped mine. "Let's go to Lady Miuerella." We were already standing in Ella's room before I noticed it. The weight I carried on my back became heavier when I saw her bright smile. She pulled my hand and whispered how happy she was. Her writer's block left. "Beth, what's the Duke doing here?" "He would escort us back to Daria." She frowned. "Why so soon? I thought we are going to celebrate the festival with them?""Someone ate Prince's Reyner's fruit." She remained silent while the stream of tears flowed onto her cheeks. In Daria, there is a tradition that involved the members of the Imperial Family. They could only marry someone who has eaten Persephone's pomegranate. Well, yes. The author added a touch of Greek mythology. When

"Fred, my dear, no matter what happens, promise me you would make this a secret."Though he was clueless why he would need to hide his gift, he agreed with his mother's statement.Not until one day, he learned about the death of his father from the maids. Solipique. A taboo tradition where two people could switch elements. Placing the starved victim in a magic circle while mumbling the spell was the required step. If you were the one who did the ritual, there were no side effects. But if you are the victim, it inflicted a curse on your body.Random symbols crawled their skin. It would glow up, and a burning sensation penetrated every tissue of their human being. The intense pain was worse than dying. The artificial way of obtaining an element caused it.If you could not bear the pain, the quick fix for it was to say goodbye in this world. By doing this, you would also prevent the person who stole your element from using it. The people involved in the ritual shoul

Purification Element. A person with this ability was a saint not only in the Empire but also in the universe.This healing power had a limit: you cannot resurrect the dead.People who were born with this ability were the victims of Solipique. Or the church might control them for the rest of their lives."My Lady, were you sure? My vision was back to normal. Breathing was easier than before.""Yes, I only prayed for your recovery."The Nora I know came back. Her lively voice and inquisitive nature annoyed me again."Serving my lady was the best decision I ever made!"I clapped my hands."Now, what meal does my lady want?""No. I would bring your meal. You're not fully recovered yet."She would experience a mental breakdown once she saw the terrible scenery outside."Do not leave this room until I say so."Hope that she would follow that order while I look for the head chef.An extraordinary journey as a kangaroo began when I had to hop to avoid stepping on the corpses. The sights at my