“Where is my wife?”
Crown Prince Cesar, the first prince of the empire, returned after two years of expedition, pursuing the demon race to the lands outside the border. As soon as he arrived in the capital, the first thing he asked was about his wife's health.
The mandarins' eyes exuded an energy that was difficult to conceal. Before he could realize it, the servant leader spoke up:
"The prince is not feeling well. He is currently recovering."
"My wife? What's wrong with her?"
During the war, they still exchanged letters many times. At that time, I never heard anything about her illness, but now suddenly she said she was not well.
Cesar felt like his chest was on fire.
"Today, the lady expressed her intention to attend the banquet. If His Majesty takes a break and appears, he may be able to meet her."
But Cesar remained silent. A maid gingerly touched his gloves:
“Now, immediately…”
During the long war, the only belief that kept him going was the belief that Irenea, his life partner, was still waiting. Realizing Cesar's temper, the leader of the servants gently stopped him:
“If His Majesty met his wife in this form, she might be startled.”
Hearing that, Cesar temporarily stepped back. Honestly, he just wanted to rush to the Emerald Palace where she was recuperating and kiss her hand.
Just a little more... just a little more to meet her...
But the maids and servants followed and gently stopped him.
"There's still the smell of unwashed demon blood. You might be scared, ma'am."
"Huh?"
Cesar smiled slightly. Irenea won't be easily scared by such a small thing. But he still nodded.
Yes, she looks strong on the outside, but sometimes she's so weak that it startles others. If you hold it too tightly, I'm afraid it will hurt her.
After many consecutive days of not sleeping, not eating or drinking, Cesar's face became visibly thin, causing his angular teeth to show. Seeing her in this state would definitely be criticized.
So, he followed his servants to bathe and take care of his appearance obediently.
Two years… After two years, just thinking about seeing his partner again made his heart burn. My heart beat so loudly, it seemed like there was thunder inside.
The royal banquet hall was bustling for several consecutive days to celebrate the victory. The bright lights made the room brighter than during the day.
The party atmosphere was stuffy. The sound of glasses and cups colliding resounded, and laughter continued. The strong aroma everywhere makes my chest feel uncomfortable.
A maid called out:
“Prince Cesar, rightful heir to the Iron Cross crown, Lord of the Dragon of Light and protector of the Asetria empire, please join the party!”
The crowd seemed silent. But the small whispers still don't stop:
“That person is…”
“Truly beautiful… who would have thought she was cursed…”
“I heard that the Blood Dragon was completely restrained?”
Cesar possesses strength far beyond humans, so he hears all the gossip. But he was not moved. He was only looking for his partner, the other half of his life.
Her golden hair is as shiny as reeds in the wind, her light blue eyes are as fresh as spring buds.
Irenea. Lace. His only half.
At that time, the maid spoke again:
"The royal concubine has entered. Everyone, please perform the ceremony!"
Cesar's heart was pounding. He smiled brightly, unable to hide his joy.
But something is not right.
A woman wearing a bright red dress walked towards him.
“Your Highness, congratulations on your victory.”
Cesar's gaze was aimed at that woman but not Irenea. Furthermore, he knew this person. She is Giovineta, the same blood relative but half-sister to Irenea.