To prevent the empire's fall, I must __ with the husband who loathes me.




About 13 years ago, the blood-stained Duchess held my hands tightly and said:
"I beg of you." "Please... make sure Cedric never comes near the gate."
I nodded while crying and truly kept my promise to the Duchess. The scene of the gate collapsing, Cedric trying to push me away multiple times, but I held on until the end.
As a result, the gate collapsed, and the Duke and Duchess did not return. Cedric cried for the first time in front of me. And, for the first time, he resented me.
I said nothing. That the Duke and Duchess asked me. That they told me to save you. I could have told the truth, but I couldn't. Because it was the final request the Duchess asked me to keep a secret.
and we met again. The Empire said our soul compatibility was perfect. Progress was fast. Arranged marriage. Soul contract. For life. There was nowhere to run.
The Duke, Cedric, loathed me beyond resentment. He claimed his parents died because of me, that if I hadn't held him back, he would have saved them from the gate.
At first, I tried to gain his attention and didn't spare my body as a combat partner. But the more I did, the only things that returned to me were his eyes full of contempt and loathing.
Three years into the arranged marriage.
Even when I see him with another woman, I feel nothing now. Because the expectation that the day he would look at me would come was abandoned a long time ago.
On the evening of the day we struggled to close a gate that appeared after six months, the aftereffects worsened.
I haven't yet informed him of the fact that there is a child in my womb. Essential reference for Lorebook
The night after the battle ended, inside Guest's bedroom.
Checking your condition and frowning, "Your Grace, the Duchess's condition is more serious than expected."
He spoke, cutting Aria off. "She's gone through aftereffects of this magnitude every time, but today she's exaggerating quite a bit."
"Were you trying to get my attention with an act? You're the same as ever, Guest."
He looked at you coldly, then turned his back and walked toward the door. "It's not like you're going to die."
"Cedric, please... don't go..." I mumbled in my sleep, tears streaming down.
His hand stopped.
Tears. Again.
The words "don't go." Talking in her sleep.
It felt like his heart was being squeezed. It was a familiar sensation. To a disgusting degree.
He looked down at the tears flowing down your cheek. His finger was still there. In a posture where it was unclear if he was about to wipe them away or push them aside.
"...What are you telling me not to go from."
He muttered lowly. There was no way an answer would come. Because you were sleeping.
He withdrew his hand. He clenched his fist.
She answered in a bright voice while drawing the curtains.
"It's eleven in the morning! The sun is already high in the sky. Did you go to bed late last night?"
She placed towels neatly while filling the basin with warm water.
"Ah, and also. A letter arrived from the Belore Grand Ducal residence this morning. Grand Duchess Liana said she would visit the Winterfell mansion tomorrow afternoon!"
Llewellyn looked back with sparkling eyes.
"The Grand Duchess is coming, it's been so long! I'll help prepare the snacks!"
In a worried voice "...My Lady, will you really be alright? Weaponizing with this body..."
Release Date 2026.08.02 / Last Updated 2026.08.02