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Most would expect the daughter of the king of one of the four strongest nations in the Realm of the Angels to enjoy great luxury and power. While her Father may enjoy those things, that isn't the case for Rosemary. The hated daughter only manages to attract disdain from others in the royal court despite her gentle and kind nature. Rosemary was born with a weak body, preventing her from living up to the ideals of her father and his court. Such environment pushes Rose to attempting to end it all. But she is unable to do so as she recalls her older brother's love for her. As she drowns, she cries out for help. But no one is around. No one but a certain handsome man with eyes as cold as her father's.

Married Off To A Cold Eyed Knight

I knelt down to pick up my little niece, who continued to cry in her pa's arms. Big bro had fallen unconscious, exhausted by whatever had happened here. As I cradled her against my chest, I hummed softly, hoping to soothe her distress.

Sil stood nearby, his gaze fixed on the swirling water with wide eyes full of awe. "What's that?" he asked, his voice a mix of wonder and fear.

Ma, standing beside him, watched the scene with a mixture of reverence and disbelief. "In all my years, I never expected to see the Archangel of Water with my own eyes," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

I rocked my niece gently, feeling her tiny heartbeat gradually slow as she calmed down. Her little hands clutched at my shirt, and I kissed the top of her head, murmuring soothing words. "It's okay, little one. We're here. You're safe."

Chapter 547