Your Highness, thank you for accommodating my request last night. I have to leave early due to urgent matters. I will contact you again soon. Until then, please consider what you desire from a wife. I hope our night continues.
Elise’s note was matter-of-fact, but Karan’s smile deepened.
“It wasn’t a dream.”
Of course.
The softness of her skin in his hands, her incessant moans in his ears, the fragrant scent of her body, the slender legs wrapped around his waist, everything was so vivid.
Karan held the note to his face and took a deep breath.
He didn’t want to miss even the slightest hint of her scent on the paper.
While Elise was massaging her sore back, Regina entered.
“Everything’s ready, Miss.”
Elise got up with a faint smile, wincing slightly from the prickling pain from her tailbone to her neck.
“Does it hurt somewhere?”
Regina, ever perceptive, approached. Elise raised her hand.
“I just tweaked my back in bed.”
“In bed?”
It was a strange thing to say but not a lie. Elise recalled the previous night.
Are all Titritians like Karan?
He tormented her all night long.
‘But it wasn’t just torment.’
As memories of the night’s pleasures resurfaced, Elise’s cheeks flushed.
She fanned herself quickly, hoping the breeze would take away the memories of the night.
“The guests are already here and waiting.”
Butler announced.
By then, Elise had regained her composure and instructed to open the door.
Butler’s eyes twitched at her command.
‘He must be reluctant to follow my orders.’
In the Warton family, Elise’s status was abysmal.
The servants, although not overtly, looked down on her, the gypsy’s daughter.
And since the Warton patriarch ignored her, they followed suit.
Previously, she was intimidated by their gaze and even did chores that should have been assigned to the maids. Not realizing it only made her more of a laughingstock.
‘I won’t live like that anymore. I can’t let those close to me suffer because of me.’
“Open the door. What’s taking so long?”
When she sharply reprimanded the butler for not immediately complying, he coughed awkwardly and instructed an attendant.
“If you can’t even open a door, you have no place in this house. Right?”
Elise looked at the butler coldly and entered the room.
Her walk was upright and confident, unlike her usual subdued self.
‘A moment of bravado, perhaps.’
The butler dismissed Elise’s change.
But after seeing how she hosted the guests, he changed his mind.
Elise had changed. A storm might be brewing in the Warton family.
The butler was an opportunist, sensitive to the shifts around him.
His instincts told him to be good to Elise.
“Welcome. Thank you for responding to the sudden tea party invitation.”
The drawing room, usually reserved for Iris, was filled with guests.
It was brighter than Elise’s room, furnished with works by famous craftsmen and decorated with delicate, lively tapestries.
Notably, there were vases with gold flowers, made from well-refined gold, a display of the Warton family’s pretense.
‘Always in debt due to the need to show off.’
Elise smirked at the gold flowers, then quickly composed herself.
“I’m grateful, really. I was curious about this room. I heard Iris only shows it to close friends, but there’s nothing special.”
Elise’s comment was a blend of curiosity and subtle critique.
Patricia, with her eyes sharply slit upwards, giving her a fierce look, tilted her lips to the left.
She was one of Iris’s followers.
Patricia had tried in every way to get close to Iris but never even caught her eye.
It was Elise who later became the catalyst for Patricia to get closer to Iris.
‘After Iris learned that I had thoroughly insulted Elise, she allowed me into her circle.’
Unable to badmouth Elise herself, Patricia must have been overjoyed when someone else did it for her.
Thus, Patricia became a close associate of Iris, creating all sorts of rumors and slander about Elise.
‘Unaware that she almost got poisoned by Iris in the past, she lives the same way in this life too. As a follower and a tool of Iris. Sadly.’
Elise felt a pang of sympathy for Patricia, who was only used and then discarded.
But ultimately, Patricia was Iris’s person. Elise brushed off her concerns for Patricia.
“It’s less impressive than I expected, but it does have a luxurious taste.”
Hearing Patricia’s words, Elise quickly shed any lingering pity she had felt before dying.
“I’ll have the tea prepared. And as promised, coffee too.”
Coffee had just started to circulate in the Kingdom of Bedroca.
In Bedroca, where tea culture was revered, coffee was one of the beverages looked down upon.
However, rarity always commands a premium.
Thus, serving coffee, which was not yet popularized, was quite special.
“Who would be interested in that muddy water?”
Patricia grumbled. At that, Deboah, who had been sitting quietly beside her, flinched.
‘Deboah likes coffee. She’s interested in new things.’
Deboah would open the first coffee salon in the kingdom.
Male lead is a Destined Young Husband (Female-dominant)
One-sentence summary: Wife-master, listen to my explanation!
Li Ruantang, a young lady from a prestigious family, stumbled and fell. When she woke up, she saw a noble and beautiful young man sitting by her bedside, wiping away tears.
The young master had slightly reddened eyes, and his every move exuded charm.
The sight made Li Ruantang’s eyes hot and her heart flutter. After all, she had made a bet with the young master Meng from the neighboring family. If she couldn’t marry a husband before the end of the year, she would have to admit defeat and give up the jade she had worked so hard to obtain.
Outside the window, the flowers were in full bloom.
Rather than losing the bet, the jade, and her face, Li Ruantang calculated that it would be better to seek marriage with the young master in front of her, killing three birds with one stone.
…
Meng Jun never thought that an accident during a spring outing would lead to them rolling down a cliff and into a river, yet still survive.
Now they were trapped in an unknown village, and Meng Jun had overheard that the family who had rescued them had their own intentions.
After all, it was Li Ruantang who had lost her mind and sought marriage first. He was only trying to protect himself!
Glancing at Li Ruantang, who was listing her own merits, the young husband’s voice softened, and he blushed as he lied, “W-wife-master, Wife-master, don’t you remember me?”
The young husband’s voice was clear and handsome, coaxing Li Ruantang’s heart to be soft and sweet, and she spared no effort to protect him.
It wasn’t until they returned to the capital that Li Ruantang suddenly remembered.
When they had fallen off the cliff, in order not to implicate Wei Yunruo, whom he secretly admired, the young husband had instead pulled her, who was slightly farther away, down the cliff with him…
Short summary by Yuushi L: Initially, the male lead (ML) liked another girl, while the female lead (FL) liked the ML. Both fell off a cliff. The FL temporarily lost her memory, and the ML, fearing others might take advantage of him, claimed FL was his wife while they were staying in a village. Later, when they returned home, the FL regained her memories and remembered that the ML liked someone else, so she kept her distance from him. However, during their time living together in the countryside, the ML’s view of the FL had completely changed. From this point, his pursuit of the FL begins.
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