sun_imperial

Princess Rosemary is a wilted flower in her father’s court. Born into a society that puts power on a pedestal, her frail body and faltering angelic powers earn only scorn from the nobles and icy contempt from her father. Suffocated by whispers and rejection, Rose’s gentle spirit breaks, driving her to do the unimaginable. But as she does so, memories of her brother's kindness renew her will to live. Yet, it might already be too late as she's dragged under the raging river. As all hope seems lost, a pair of cold eyes peer back at her. Would their owner bring the salvation she so desperately craves, or a continuation of the emotional torment she has endured since she was a child?

Married Off To A Cold Eyed Knight

I watched as Milo passed out, a tired smile on his face. The fight had drained him, but there was an unmistakable spark of determination in his eyes even as he succumbed to exhaustion. I couldn't help but feel a swell of pride for my cousin. He'd given it everything he had, and I respected that.

Just as I started to lower my guard, I noticed a flicker of movement from Milo's direction. To my surprise, he began to stir, pushing himself up from the ground with a groan. "Ugh…" he mumbled, blinking as he tried to regain his bearings.

"Milo!" I exclaimed, genuinely surprised. "You're back on your feet already?"

He snickered and smirked at me. "No, it's me, Tasuku. It's my turn to fight you now, brother-in-law."

I sighed. "Is that wise? You share the same body. You might hurt yourself and Milo if you keep going."

Chapter 651