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Cesare Traon Karl Erzet, the Imperial Commander-in-Chief.
After three years of service in the war, he returned to propose to Eileen.
Eileen struggled to believe that Cesare’s marriage proposal was sincere.
After all, from the moment they met when she was ten,
The affectionate man had always treated her like a child.
 
“I don’t—I don’t want to marry Your Highness.”
 
For so long, her love for him was unrequited.
She did not wish for their marriage to be a transaction.
 
Was it because of the long war?
 
The man, who was normally cool and rational, had changed.
His impulsive actions, his unbridled desire for her—they were all too unfamiliar.
 
“This should only be done with someone you love!”
 
“You can also do it with the person you plan to marry.”
 
Eileen was intrigued by this change.
 
And yet, the closer she became with Cesare…
She discovered things that defied reason or logic.
 
Eileen learned about her husband’s many evil deeds not long after.
 
“I couldn’t even have your body, Eileen.”
 
Everything he did was for her.
 
He became the villain, only for his Eileen.

Wicked Husband

It was a whispered confession of deep affection, tinged with sadness at her inability to fully express the intensity of her feelings. Gazing at him with a dazed look, she felt as though even his eyes, which held her captive, were softened by the intoxication of the moment.

Their lips met gently, like flower petals settling down. They kissed tenderly, each touch careful as if they feared the moment might shatter.

"I've missed you too, all this time," he murmured softly in reply.

Eileen had longed for these words, and their presence only made her more certain that she was dreaming. In the dream, she reached out to Cesare.

He embraced her willingly, and with deep, heartfelt yearning, Eileen asked,

"Will I be able to see you again tomorrow?"

It was a question she could never ask Cesare in reality—a question she dared not utter—yet in the dream, she voiced it gently.

chapter 67