LoraleiOrphee

(Alternative title: I Can Cut Through Anything)

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After dying from overwork, Riven is reincarnated into a war-torn world where holy power and arcane magic clash for dominance. Born into poverty and orphaned at twelve, he survives with his younger sister by scavenging weapons from the corpses of fallen soldiers.

That is, until he finds a gravely wounded woman in front of his house.

Moved by a strange sense of compassion, Riven saves her life—unaware that she is the infamous Mad Queen, a ruthless monarch who slaughtered her entire royal bloodline.

In return for his kindness, she teaches him how to wield a sword—an art that awakens a terrifying power within him: the ability to cut through anything.

But power comes at a cost. Her gaze shifts from gratitude to obsession. And now, bound by a twisted marriage to a queen whose love is as dangerous as her blade, Riven must decide: will he run from her... or embrace the madness she offers?

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Author's Note

Hi everyone, I’m a new author here.

To be honest, I got tired of the same old harem tropes—stories where the male lead collects girls like trophies without any real emotional depth. So I decided to write something different.

This is a dark fantasy romance centered around one woman only: a yandere queen whose love is as dangerous as her power.

Yes, the story contains R-rated scenes—expect some heat.
But it’s not just about that.

This novel will dive into:

Deep character development,

The twisted yet intimate relationship between Riven and the Queen.

Royal politics and war,

And Riven’s journey to become the strongest swordsman in the world.


As a beginner, I genuinely welcome any feedback, comments, or even low ratings. Whether you give me five stars or just one, it’ll help me improve and I truly appreciate it.

Thank you for reading.
I hope you enjoy the madness.

I Got Married to a Yandere Queen

Riven nearly choked when Ashtoria suddenly appeared before him. He quickly grabbed his glass and downed the water in one gulp, then spoke in a hoarse, breathless voice, "Anna? You…? Why?"

His words were stilted, rushed—his mind struggling to catch up with what his eyes saw. Ashtoria looked at him blankly, a flicker of confusion in her gaze, but didn't reply right away.

Riven took a deep breath, trying to steady the pounding of his heart. After a few seconds, he looked at her again—calmer this time—and asked in a clearer voice:

The question lingered between them like a held breath. All around, the tavern remained lively with voices and laughter, but in the space they shared, it felt as though time had stilled.

Ashtoria stared at him unblinking. Her face was calm, cold even—but there was something faint behind her eyes, something she didn't show to anyone else. Then, finally, she answered:

Chapter 45 - The Queen in the Tavern