The Duchess's Plan

The Duchess of the Vanroth family raged around the room, knocking her prized plant off the marble table and sending it to the floor, shattering in a pile of broken porcelain, torn leaves, and newly watered dirt. How could she be so blindsided by that beautiful boy?

He seemed so honorable, so upstanding, and here, right in front of her, at least right in front of her screen, he had just said that he was going to destroy the human empire.

Looking around at the mess she created, she gave an exasperated sigh.

'He made a damned heavenly oath!'

There was absolutely no way that Emily can be with this guy. 'Not even if he's an Overlord.'

Luckily, Emily had yet to clue into her mother's tricks. 'I love my girl, but she seems a little naïve!'

She had heard the ridiculous tale about young children believing in a man with a white beard and a red suit flying through the air to bring them presents. If Emily lived on the fantasy world, she might've believed in that guy for a lifetime!