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    Swiftly exiting the Ariel gate, Tharrott nervously climbed into the waiting carriage. 

     

    He had never imagined that Hanaella would have such a relationship with the Crown Prince. 

     

    He’d stolen away his mate on her coming-of-age ceremony, and then they’d been dating since then…?

     

    Tsk, tsk—

     

    Tarot gritted his teeth. How could this have gone so wrong? 

     

    If what Lady Hanaella had said was true, it would take three meetings to make him like her. 

     

    The mere fact that there was such a rumor about her, regardless of the authenticity of the letter, would be enough to put her out of his sight.

     

    ‘Darn.’ 

     

    Tharrott let out a long sigh and stared out the window.

     

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    Upon returning from the Ariel estate and hearing from Tharrott about what had happened there, Rosaryn’s face turned pensive. 

     

    It had bothered her that she’d been seen with the Crown Prince at the coming-of-age ceremony, but the idea of them being lovers was something she’d never thought of.

     

    ‘The Crown Prince, I wonder if that’s why he wasn’t interested in my Tharo.’ 

     

    “So let’s stop involving her, Hanaella.”

     

    “Tharo!”

     

    “She’s His Highness’ lover.”

     

    “She’s just a lover?!”

     

    “What…!”

     

    “At best, we’re just lovers! She’s not the Crown Princess, what does it matter if they’re lovers now, there’s no guarantee they won’t break up.”

     

    “Rose… you…!”

     

    “The Crown Prince is still young. With his face and his abilities, how can he love only Hanaella forever? If he finds another woman, he will naturally break up with her.”

     

    “…”

     

    “Besides, there’s no way Hanaella will ever be Crown Princess. Do you think the Empress allows the Darkness of Hayden to fall into the hands of the Crown Prince? No. As long as there are two princes, she will never allow the Knights to fall into the hands of the Crown Prince.”

     

    “Rose, I’ve told you before, I don’t like to meddle in imperial matters, and the Crown Prince is already on the edge of his seat because the Cathedral is on the Empress’s side…”

     

    “I’m not suggesting meddling, I’m just saying that even if Hanaella and the Crown Prince are in a relationship now, it won’t last long.”

     

    Rosaryn crossed her arms and flopped down on the couch.

     

    ‘I see. Just because they’re lovers now doesn’t mean it’s over. We just have to get His Highness to break up with Hanaella.’ 

     

    “What else are you thinking about, breaking up Hanaella’s heart with…”

     

    “Tharrott.”

     

    Rosaryn’s eyes rose sharply, “It is not a hand that can be thrown away. It is a hand that I, you, and the children that will be born to us must have if we are to receive Atheronia’s blessing without being judged by anyone.”

     

    “…What on earth do you intend to do with Ariel’s Knight…?”

     

    As Tharrott asked, looking at Rosaryn with concern, she got up from the couch and walked over to him.

     

    He instinctively embraced Rosaryn as she wrapped her arms around his waist and kissed her earlobe.

     

    “Just marry, and I’ll tell you all the plans I have in mind.”

     

    When Rosaryn lifted her head to kiss Tharrott’s chin, Tharrott slipped his hand into Rosaryn’s hair and stole her lips. 

     

    As Rosaryn kissed him, she realized that she had to separate the Crown Prince and Hanaella as soon as possible.

     

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    —’Make sure this father knows you two are of the same mind.’

     

    Hanaella bit her thumb’s nail as she remembered her father’s words.

     

    Perhaps her father thought she had gone to great lengths to keep her relationship with Tharrott from being discovered. 

     

    He should know better than anyone that they had only met at a coming-of-age ceremony, so there was no chance of them becoming lovers.

     

    ‘What should I do…? No, why is the Crown Prince there?’ 

     

    “Ugh—” 

     

    Hanaella threw her hands over her face and made a pained sound.

     

    It seemed she had made a mistake. It was unlike her to make a bigger deal out of a small problem. She didn’t really understand why the Crown Prince had popped out of nowhere.

     

    ‘Oh, I really have to do something.’

     

    Hanaella paced the room nervously, racking her brain for a solution to what she had just done.

     

    ‘First, I must see His Highness the Crown Prince…!’

     

    The water had already been spilled. Of course, the very idea of asking the Crown Prince of the Empire for such a favor was ridiculous, but she thought it would be a good idea to meet with him and ask for a favor. 

     

    But he wasn’t someone she could easily meet just because she wanted to, and the Imperial Palace wasn’t a place she could just walk into.

     

    ‘Yes, how am I supposed to meet the Crown Prince…’ 

     

    Ha, what am I supposed to do? If I stay here, I’m going to get caught up in the Tharrott’s tricks and mislead my father… 

     

    I’d rather tell him the truth… that Tharrott and Rosaryn are in love and sacrificed me for their love… 

     

    No, no, if I tell him this, then I’d also have to say to him that I was burned at the stake and brought back to the past. 

     

    ‘I couldn’t let my father know about such a horrible past, how could I…’

     

    A brief moment.

     

    ‘I’ll invite you to the imperial palace soon, and you can show me again.’

     

    I suddenly remembered the imperial invitation to the tea party, Princess Leige.

     

    ‘Yes, Her Highness said she would invite me to the Imperial Palace!’ 

     

    She knew that the Princess and Crown Prince’s palaces were fairly close, so that would be a good time. 

     

    Hanaella hurriedly took out a pen and paper and began to write a letter to Leige.

     

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    Tharrott stopped moving at Rosaryn’s words.

     

    “What…?”

     

    Rosaryn glared at him as he stared down at her, propped up on his arms, and then bucked his hips, hugging his neck.

     

    “Don’t stop, Tharrott.”

     

    “Wait!”

     

    Rising to his feet, Tharrott’s shaft slipped out of Rosaryn’s insides with a lurch. 

     

    Rosaryn pulled herself up, grabbing his shaft, which was still slick with her juices, and without the slightest hesitation, she bit down on it.

     

    “Say it again.”

     

    No, she tried and failed. Realizing that this wasn’t going to work, Rosaryn slowly sat up, her white naked body glistening in the firelight. 

     

    With a short sigh, Rosaryn swept up her disheveled hair, and her bare breasts, which had only moments ago been sucked and bitten by Tharrott, twitched covetously. 

     

    Gulping, Tharrott swallowed dryly.

     

    “I mean it literally, Tharrott. Though I’m not sure if I could seduce His Highness with any certainty.”

     

    “You would seduce the Crown Prince over me, are you insane?”

     

    “It’s just a flirtation. Don’t you think we should break it off before it gets any deeper between Lady Hanaella and His Royal Highness?”

     

    “I don’t…! Huh… Rose, do you have to go that far? If the Crown Prince doesn’t let you go, what are you going to do then?”

     

    Hearing the mixture of panic in Tharrott’s voice, Rosaryn smirked. 

     

    Reaching out and touching his cheek, she said, “Don’t worry, my love. I’m not going to become a Crown Princess, and even if I could, I wouldn’t leave Tharo behind.”

     

    “…”

     

    “In fact, it is more likely that I will not be able to seduce His Highness the Crown Prince.”

     

    “Nonsense. Princess Hanaella is beautiful, but not as beautiful as you.”

     

    “Oh, are you complimenting my beauty?”

     

    “…I always do.”

     

    “Oho—”

     

    Rosaryn laughed and hugged Tharrott’s neck.

     

    “Don’t worry, I won’t get too deeply involved, just enough to cause a rift between Lady Hanaella and His Highness the Crown Prince.”

     

    Tharrott ran his fingers through Rosaryn’s hair, lost in thought. 

     

    After a moment, he kissed her lightly on the lips and spoke to her.

     

    “No, leave it to me this time. I have an idea.”

     

    “…What are you going to do?”

     

    “There’s a hunting tournament coming up.”

     

    “…Oh…!”

     

    “A woman thinks it’s her destiny to be with the man who saves her when she’s in danger.”

     

    “Hmph! I see where you’re going with this, so yeah, sure. After all, if I’m going to marry Delioffe’s eldest son, I’d rather not have a past I don’t need.”

     

    “Are you… are you sure you want to marry Duke Edward? The rumors about him not liking women are true, he’s never been alone with a woman in his life.”

     

    “That’s why he’s the perfect mate for me. The highest position I could ever ascend without the blood of the Thearine family. Best of all, he wouldn’t care if I had your child, and if I wanted a divorce, he’d give it to me without a fight. Do you think I chose that ice duke for nothing?”

     

    “But…”

     

    “It’s okay, and don’t worry. Everything I’m about to do is for the good of the two of us and our future children.”

     

    “…We could just stay together and not get married.”

     

    “That’s not an option.”

     

    “…”

     

    “You know, we have to make sure the High Priests can’t talk crap about us.”

     

    “…”

     

    “I’m not going to let my child live with the scorn and insults of the High Priests, not ever, and that’s enough for me.”

     

    “Rose…”

     

    “Besides, when Hanaella comes to Thearine, I’ll have to leave this house for a while, to marry, as well, and it’s bound to be said one way or another that your sister, who isn’t your blood, hasn’t been married off. We can’t have anyone suspecting anything until we’ve made our relationship public.”

     

    “…”

     

    “Tharo. Rumors are a very scary thing in this aristocratic society. You mustn’t think it’s a big deal, you know?”

     

    “…That’s true, but don’t you often gossip with the maids in the house?”

     

    Tharrott laughed harshly, clutching her chest. 

     

    Rosaryn cried out in pain and lunged at Tharrott, the two of them clinging to each other as they giggled.

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