I noticed he was staring blankly at me without even chewing his food.
“Oh, you should say ‘ah’ and eat. The maids and guards are all looking at us, you know?”
Yezar, startled for a brief moment, then began mumbling as he chewed the lamb. Glancing sideways, I saw the maids and guards watching us with smiles.
‘Phew. I’ve done enough—this shouldn’t seem strange, right?’
I set down my fork and looked at the still-warm dishes. Such care had been taken. Even warming magic had been applied to keep the food from cooling.
“Was it not hot enough? I just thought it proper that the one who prepared it should eat first.”
He swallowed his food with a gulp and then replied to me.
“I wanted to hear your opinion after you tasted it first, my lady.”
“Oh. I didn’t know! I’m sorry. I’ll eat now!”
Even without tasting, I could already imagine how it would taste. The lamb was glistening with juice, the vegetables looked fresh, and the sandwiches looked delicious. It was surely going to be tasty.
“Just a moment.”
“Hmm?”
I waited, wondering if there was a particular order to eating. Then he speared a piece of lamb with his fork and held it out to me.
“My lady should say ‘ah’ too.”
“What? No, really. The maids and guards already saw me feeding Yezar, so it’s fine.”
I waved my hand, insisting it wasn’t necessary, but he remained firm.
“Say ‘ah,’ please.”
Hesitantly, I asked.
“Do I really have to?”
“Yes. You must.”
His eyes gleamed with an unusual solemnity. Carefully, I opened my mouth and accepted the lamb from him. Yezar watched me with evident satisfaction.
As I chewed, the juices burst in my mouth, and a sweet flavor enveloped my tongue.
“This is absolutely delicious…”
How on earth had he cooked it to be this amazing? Had he used magic?
“Is it really?”
I chewed thoroughly and swallowed before answering his question.
“Yes! It’s exactly to my taste—so delicious.”
“Please try the sandwich too. I paid special attention to make it suit your palate.”
I quickly took a sandwich and took a bite. The bread was chewy, and the saltiness of the seafood blended perfectly with the tangy sauce, refreshing my mouth.
Especially the chewy shrimp meat—its sweetness grew with each bite, pairing perfectly with the bread.
‘Truly delicious. The head chef of the Ferhaem Dukedom is skilled, but this… how should I say it? It’s noticeably sweeter and tangier, tailored exactly to my taste.’
I was hungry, and the food was so good that I ate without speaking, just chewing quietly. Yezar even offered me water, reminding me to eat slowly so I wouldn’t choke.
After eating a fair amount, I opened my mouth in happiness.
“I think I overate because it was too delicious.”
I really shouldn’t have. I was wearing a dress specially fitted, and if my stomach stuck out even slightly, it would look unpleasant. But it had just been too delicious.
“Thank you for enjoying it so much. I was worried it might not suit your taste.”
“How could that be? I loved every bite. What on earth can’t Yezar do? The gods are so unfair.”
I really couldn’t imagine a more perfect man. He could even cook? Most people had at least one flaw.
Yezar seemed to have none at all.
Just then, Yezar’s hand touched my lips.
“Just a moment, my lady. You have something on your lips.”
His motion with the handkerchief was gentle and careful. Startled, I involuntarily let out a cry.
“…I’m not a child, you know!”
“I know. You’re my wife.”
“But why are you wiping it off for me? I could’ve done it myself.”
“Taking care of my wife is a husband’s duty. What’s strange about that?”
With that, I had no reply. A husband caring for his wife wasn’t strange at all. Not strange at all—so why did I feel like I’d been tricked?
“Shall we ask the maids to clean up here and then go buy the gift you’ll give me?”
I nodded, feeling uneasy yet unable to point out anything wrong.
Before getting into the carriage, we walked briefly by the lakeside when Yezar suddenly laughed out loud.
“Hrk.”
“Why are you suddenly laughing?”
“I’m sorry. I just remembered how happily you were eating the food I made, and it made me laugh.”
“Was me eating really that funny…?”
Maybe it was because I’d gobbled it all up, ruining my carefully styled appearance. But I couldn’t help it—I was hungry, and the food was too delicious.
“No, it’s because I’m happy. I don’t usually laugh this often. But every moment with you brings a smile to my face.”
So he wasn’t laughing at me? What a relief.
“I laugh a lot when I’m with Yezar too. Every moment with you is so enjoyable.”
“I always thought you might find me dull to be around, since you’re naturally so bright. I’m glad to hear you find it enjoyable.”
“Haha. What are you saying? How could I ever be bored?”
There was never a dull moment—the Ferhaem Dukedom always had people around me who cared.
Even in the Orbetian Count’s household, there were dear people to me, but sometimes I wished to meet someone who’d treat me not as a lady to be served, but as an equal.
“Yezar treats me as an equal. Even though I’ve always been close with the servants in the Orbetian household, to them, I’m still the lady they must serve, so a certain distance is unavoidable.”
In this world where class divides people, even if I tried to get closer, those of lower status would always draw a line first. They wouldn’t dare treat the lady they serve so casually.
I understood, but it was deeply saddening.
“Even at the social gatherings I attended as the Duchess of Ferhaem, I felt at ease. I never knew I could enjoy talking with other ladies so much. Thanks to Yezar, I discovered that.”
Our relationship had begun unintentionally, but still, it had been joyful. Even if it had a predetermined end, these memories wouldn’t vanish. I wanted to fill them with even more good moments.
“I really love these quiet, intimate conversations with you, Yezar. You didn’t know that, did you?”
He was such a good person. Falling for him felt like something I couldn’t avoid.
As long as this fluttering excitement, this growing affection, didn’t go any further, it would be okay.
Then, Yezar looked straight into my eyes and asked.
“…I didn’t know. Did you really enjoy it that much?”
His eyes sparkled like a puppy waiting for a treat. I could’ve just smiled and answered easily, but for some reason, I felt embarrassed.
“Um. Well…”
“Why won’t you answer?”
His insistence somehow made it harder to speak.
“If you stare at me like that… ah, really. Once was enough!”
I quickly stepped forward. But he swiftly caught up with his long legs and blocked my path.
“Say it once more. Please?”
By then, he was smiling warmly at me, his face glowing like sunlight.
‘Ah, seriously. That face is a weapon—a weapon.’
He was truly a dangerous man for my heart.
“…Fine.”
“What?”
Even though he clearly heard me, he asked again, making my face flush completely as I shouted.
“I really love spending time talking with Yezar!”
Only after shouting it did I realize my voice had been too loud. I immediately clapped my hands over my mouth, but behind me, I heard startled gasps. The maids, who had been quietly clearing the benches, and the guards following behind—all had turned to look at us.
I quickly added.
“This is—well, it’s a misunderstanding…! It’s not what it sounds like…!”
But the maids shouted back, ignoring my words.
“It’s okay, my lady! We didn’t hear a thing!”
“Right! We’ll stay far away so we won’t intrude. Please talk freely!”
‘Ah. Ahhh. What do I do? What now…?’
After shouting that it was fine, the maids finished clearing the benches. My gaze naturally turned to the guards behind me. They all simultaneously looked away and coughed awkwardly.
“We didn’t hear anything either, ma’am.”
“Of course. No one noticed how hot things still are outside.”
‘Aaaaaaah!’
I screamed silently in my mind. I could feel my face burning as red as a tomato. Unable to endure it any longer, I fled into the carriage like a runaway. My face wouldn’t cool down anytime soon.
[This is the timeline separator]“My lady, are you angry?”
“No. I’m not.”
“Really?”
This was Yezar’s cautious question after I’d remained silent since entering the carriage. I bluntly blurted out the truth.
“…You’re really annoying.”
Of course, I was the one who had shouted in front of everyone that I loved talking with Yezar. But Yezar was clearly at fault too, for persistently following up and demanding I say it again.
Then he flustered and apologized to me.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t expect you to shout like that.”
“Well, you kept insisting on hearing it. I was embarrassed. I only shouted out of frustration…”
Of course, to them, we probably just looked like a newlywed couple acting normally. But still, shouting how much I enjoyed it in front of everyone was embarrassing.
“What can I do to make you feel better?”
“Never mind. Since you apologized, it’s fine.”
I didn’t want to keep sulking and ruin the mood. I still had to buy his gift soon.
“Then, what about this?”
“What?”
Curious, I asked. Then he repeated words similar to what I had said.
“I love it too. I truly enjoy the time I spend talking with you, my lady.”
“Yezar?”
“If I say this, will you feel better? Or would you prefer me to say it in front of the guards and maids?”
My Arch-enemy Sealed My Memory and Said That He is My Husband
This is an incredibly captivating story that you absolutely shouldn’t miss! I’ll give a brief introduction here, and below you’ll find a detailed synopsis of the plot.
The female lead is a fierce and powerful demon king. The male lead is a once-in-a-millennium celestial lord, admired by the entire cultivation world.
They are equally matched, legendary rivals who have battled for centuries.
In the final duel, the female lead is gravely injured. The male lead saves her, seals her memories, and hides her true identity. He tells her that he is her fiancé. His entire life has been flawless—except for the one thing he never expected, never controlled, and never wanted to control: falling for his greatest enemy. She is his inner demon, his obsession.
When the female lead regains her memories, she is furious at his deception.
She makes his life a living hell.
And somehow, the male lead—possibly a total masochist—doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he’s happy she’s paying attention to him.
Yep, we’re back to my favorite trope: male lead suffering. If you love this kind of story, jump into the pit with me now!!!
Intro
Dong Xia lost her memory.
Her handsome and extremely powerful fiancé Li Qing comforted her: “It’s okay if you can’t remember. I’ll always be with you.”
Everyone thought Dong Xia’s ancestors must have burned incense to get such a perfect fiancé. He was the number one person in the immortal realm, yet he remained chaste and only loved her.
…
The day before marrying her fiancé, Dong Xia finally remembered everything.
She wasn’t suffering from memory loss at all.
Her arch-enemy had made her fake her death, destroyed her cultivation, replaced her memories, and pretended to be her deeply in love fiancé.
No wonder he said, “It’s okay if you can’t remember”!
Dong Xia laughed coldly as she pulled out her long knife: Li Qing, prepare to die 🙂
*
Li Qing, as the supreme being of the immortal realm, was the people’s shining beacon.
The only unknown stain in his life was his affection for Dong Xia, the ruler of the demon realm.
In the final battle of the war between immortals and demons, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered. The ruler of the demon realm was finally slain under the sword of the supreme being of the immortal realm, and everyone in the immortal realm applauded.
The cultivation world lost a ruler of the demon realm.
And in the back mountain of Li Qing’s cave dwelling, he secretly hid away a fiancée.
Notes:
1. The female lead is white on the outside, black on the inside, and the queen of flattery; the male lead repeatedly tests the edge of darkness, a VIP guest at the crematorium.
2. Fantasy cultivation world setting.
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