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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 laid in Saffron's old bed. My husband was tucking me in, buzzing around like the worrywart he was.

"Just rest, Rose. You've been through so much," Saffron urged, his brow furrowed with worry. "I'll handle everything else."

I smiled softly, appreciating his attentiveness. "I'm fine, really. Just a little tired," I reassured him, though exhaustion lingered in my bones.

Just then, the door creaked open, and Dahlia entered, her face lighting up at the sight of us. She cradled Anis in her arms. My baby was beaming, her tummy swollen with stew. Behind her, my father followed, balancing a couple of bowls in his hands.

"Look who I brought back!" Dahlia announced cheerfully, a hint of pride in her voice.

Saffron smiled as he took back our daughter. "Thanks, Ma. I appreciate ya looking over her while Rose rested."

Chapter 568