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Elisha had vaguely dreamed of getting married when she was a child living in a monastery. A nice groom, a white wedding dress, but the imagination was always vague.
‘Who would take me? Marriage is all about identity trading and dowry.’
A merchant or knight who wanted to get a wife of noble status was the most she could imagine, and that was only possible if she was lucky. So the imaginary man was always plain and simple.
‘But my marriage partner is Lucerne de Kayas.’
She never thought she’d end up in a wedding hall with him, a war hero loved by imperialists, an unlucky illegitimate child, a man who will shape the times.
She was going to walk down the wedding aisle with him.
It was something she couldn’t imagine even in her wildest dreams.
Elisha looked in the mirror and touched her cheek out of habit. There were no burn scars.
“What are you looking at?”
It was quiet beyond the room, Ian went out. Suddenly Lucerne was looking at her.
“Because…. My face is unfamiliar.”
Lucerne sat on the chair. And beckoned her,
As Elisha approached, he put her on his lap.
Why? Somehow, when he touched her, the nerves all over her body were on edge. Elisha shrugged her shoulders.
“I don’t have a dress that I won’t need your help to tie up today.”
Lucerne acknowledged briefly.
“Marriage is when I can touch you without making excuses like that.”
Elisha’s cheeks turned red. Lucerne said, stroking Elisha’s neck lightly.
“I can’t tell if I’m going to a wedding or a funeral.”
“There’s someone who has murderous intent, so your speculation isn’t wrong. Someone who ruined my life will attend the wedding,”
Elisha spoke calmly. This would be her first time seeing Jacob after coming back in time. After suddenly returning, she remembered seeing Carola while doing laundry.
‘I was so nervous back then that my hatred of Carola was on the back burner.’
Emotions swelled up for a moment. The feelings for Jacob and Carola, which had been full of extreme horror in her previous life, were now about to be revived with hatred.
“If you really want to kill Jacob one day, I’ll be your man,”
Lucerne said, wrapping his arms around Elisha.
“At least until the divorce.”
Elisha hesitated and opened her mouth.
“Thank you for saving me. And I can act calmly in front of Jacob. I’ll do my best from now on. If you’d like, I’ll be more obedient……”
Elisha said calmly.
“You don’t have to.”
Lucerne grazed the spot behind Elisha’s neck and twirled his finger around her seal.
“When you enter the wedding hall, you don’t have to say anything but the bride’s oath.”
“But if you want to.”
Lucerne whispered as he buried his lips on Elisha’s nape and whispered.
“Behave like my wife.”
His tone was as if he was set forth a test.
Lucerne’s hand went down lightly. Elisha clutched her thighs together.
“It’s annoying. I’ll engrave a new one for you.”
Lucerne tapped on Elisha’s neck it was where Jacob’s people first carved the pattern.
She was bitten so hard that she screamed. Feeling strange, Elisha closed her eyes tightly. She felt like she was going to bleed. The pain became a peculiar sensation and dug down into her spine.
“The mark is imprinted. Your skin is so weak that it leaves a clear mark, it’s round, and it’s swollen up beautifully.”
“…… don’t explain it…. like that.”
Lucerne probed over the pattern.
“But I still like this colour better.”
Elisha turned her head and looked into Lucerne’s eyes. It was better being Lucerne’s contract bride than Jacob’s slave.
“Did it hurt?”
“Then focus on the pain and be patient. It’ll be over soon.”
It was a strangely soothing remark. Elisha thought it was unexpected.
“I have a favor to ask of you.”
“I don’t want to spend the first night in this mansion. Is it okay to go somewhere else?”
“Alright, we will leave right after the wedding.”
Elisha nodded. Suddenly, fear rose from her stomach.
It was hard to tell whether it was because of her unfathomable fate, which was so different from her previous life, or because of the vague tension over her first night.
It’s a small wedding. The only guests were the direct descendants of the Duke. In front of the wedding hall, Lucerne’s knights lined up and waited, including Ian, who helped with Elisha’s makeup until the last minute. Some knights looked relatively young.
‘Knights of the Black Lion.’
The most elite of the Black Lion Knights were called Sid. They were all famous knights, Sid.
The sun shined on their fine armor and capes. When they saw Lucerne and Elisha, they simultaneously paid tribute with a fist to their hearts. No one was wearing black or a sword.
‘It’s the Head.’
The current Duke and Lucerne’s grandfather looked suspicious. It was so pleasant to see Lucerne’s knights allowed to line up in front of the wedding hall but did not allow anyone to hold a sword.
‘He’s like an old snake…..everyone says the same thing about the Head.’
Then someone shouted from inside the building.