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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 sighed as I finished my work for the day. Being king now wasn't easy. The weight of responsibilities pressed heavily on my shoulders, each decision echoing with consequences that rippled through the kingdom. But today, as I set down my quill and rubbed my tired eyes, my thoughts drifted away from politics and toward my wife.

Exiting my office, I spotted one of the maids bustling down the corridor, a stack of linens piled high in her arms. "Excuse me," I called out, stepping to her side. "Have you seen Matsuyukine?"

She paused, glancing up at me with wide eyes. "Your Majesty, the last I saw of her, she was heading towards the catacombs."

A knot tightened in my chest at the mention of that place. The catacombs had become a somber refuge for her since we lost our child. I couldn't shake the feeling that she was drawn there by grief, seeking solace in the shadows where our hopes had been buried.

Chapter 567: Beast of Grief