사신이 네 죽음을 바란다면

It was a betrayal planned from the beginning.

On the day of the wedding when she was deceived by the man who became her husband, whom she had trusted as a friend, and handed over the throne, Lisett was confined to the palace due to the manifestation of an unknown madness.

Just as she was about to end her life in despair, feeling betrayed by her husband and foolish for handing over the throne, he came to her.

“Who gave you permission to die?”

The Grim Reaper who calls for death. The man who started the rebellion.

Grand Duke Fernand Fontinaus Kylon.

“You are not suffering from madness. You’re in heat. To be precise, it’s because of the supernatural power you possess.”

Contrary to his cruel words, the elegant man smiled coldly enough to make her heart tremble.

“If you are going to die anyway, sell your life to me. I will make good use of it.”

She took the hand of the man who might become a terrible usurper.

***

“In recognition of your contributions, we will restore the autonomy of the Northern Province of Sentinum and acknowledge its independence. From today, you will return to the Northern Province and become the king of Sentinum….”

“Ha, how eloquently you tell me to get lost now that I am no longer useful.”

He cut off the sincere proposal with a sneer she had never seen before.

“Did you really think I would continue to play your hunting dog to the end?”

Bang!

His fist slammed into the marble pillar of the throne, causing it to crack.

From the fist embedded right next to Lisett’s face, blood, the same color as his eyes, dripped down.

His cold index finger rudely lifted Lisett’s chin.

“Listen carefully, Princess. From the beginning, I was not your hunting dog but a stray dog without a master.”

His blood-red eyes flickered with a cruel light, as if he could break the throne anytime he wanted.

“There will never be a time when I move away from you. Unless someone dies and disappears.”

Just when everything seemed to settle down, the situation was reversed.