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Table of Contents

  • 1. Chapter 1. Kill The Empress
  • 2. Chapter 2. Tanatos’s Cripple Empress
  • 3. Chapter 3. She's Really Here
  • 4. Chapter 4. The Empress Is Going To Die
  • 5. Chapter 5. How Did This Happen?
  • 6. Chapter 6. Swallowing Eyes
  • 7. Chapter 7. Natasha Roanti
  • 8. Chapter 8. The Crying Sound
  • 9. Chapter 9. Are You Throwing Yourself Away?
  • 10. Chapter 10. Why Did This Woman...?
  • 11. Chapter 11. Then Bite If Off And Kill Me
  • 12. Chapter 12. Ability To Save
  • 13. Chapter 13. The Shadow She Left Behind
  • 14. Chapter 14. Into His Realm
  • 15. Chapter 15. Tamon's Purpose
  • 16. Chapter 16. This Damn Woman!
  • 17. Chapter 17. I've Never Hated You
  • 18. Chapter 18. How About Love?
  • 19. Chapter 19. A Night Walk
  • 20. Chapter 20. How Do You Want To Die
  • 21. Chapter 21. Ronasso's Anxiety
  • 22. Chapter 22. How To Let Go Of Sadness
  • 23. Chapter 23. Lersha Resha
  • 24. Chapter 24. It’s Not Ugly
  • 25. Chapter 25. Where Is The Empress's Treasure?
  • 26. Chapter 26. The Reason For Death
  • 27. Chapter 27. The Consolation Of The Unashamed
  • 28. Chapter 28. A New Name
  • 29. Chapter 29. A Small Change
  • 30. Chapter 30. Out Of Control
  • 31. Chapter 31. There's Always Trouble
  • 32. Chapter 32. Dazzling Silver Hair And Purple Crystal Eyes
  • 33. Chapter 33. My Silver Fox
  • 34. Chapter 34. Is It Okay To Eat This Poisonous Plant?
  • 35. Chapter 35. Don't Be Weak
  • 36. Chapter 36. Don’t Leave Me
  • 37. Chapter 37. An Unfamiliar Peace
  • 38. Chapter 38. Warmth Of The Palm
  • 39. Chapter 39. Give Me Your Right Foot
  • 40. Chapter 40. That’s Right
  • 41. Chapter 41. The Bride's Scream
  • 42. Chapter 42. You Are Like A Gift
  • 43. Chapter 43. Ensemble Drink
  • 44. Chapter 44. I Think It’s Her
  • 45. Chapter 45. Exactly One Month
  • 46. Chapter 46. I’m Disappointed
  • 47. Chapter 47. She Doesn’t Know
  • 48. Chapter 48. To The Lady Of The Pink Rose Forest
  • 49. Chapter 49. Red Stigma On The Chest
  • 50. Chapter 50. That Person Will Come
  • 51. Chapter 51. Smile Next Time
  • 52. Chapter 52. I’m The Owner Of That Leg
  • 53. Chapter 53. The Twins’ Dream
  • 54. Chapter 54. Karen Turasia
  • 55. Chapter 55. Red Passion In The Desert
  • 56. Chapter 56. Cassion Krasis
  • 57. Chapter 57. Brothers
  • 58. Chapter 58. He Did Not Know How To Be Patient
  • 59. Chapter 59. An Unpleasant Visitor
  • 60. Chapter 60. My Brother's Mistress
  • 61. Chapter 61. Tomorrow, Lunch, Together
  • 62. Chapter 62. Roselyn's Anger
  • 63. Chapter 63. Red-eyed Savior
  • 64. Chapter 64. He’s Back
  • 65. Chapter 65. Bloody Master
  • 66. Chapter 66. Welcome Back
  • 67. Chapter 67. I Missed You
  • 68. Chapter 68. Thank You For Staying Alive
  • 69. Chapter 69. It's All Coming Together
  • 70. Chapter 70. Hope That Shine At The End Of Despair
  • 71. Chapter 71. A Mean Woman
  • 72. Chapter 72. Ronasso's Adversity
  • 73. Chapter 73. Preparation To Go Out
  • 74. Chapter 74. Each Person's Heart Flows Differently
  • 75. Chapter 75. Smile, Rosie
  • 76. Chapter 76. Do You Want Me To Show You My Specialty?
  • 77. Chapter 77. Aim And Shoot
  • 78. Chapter 78. The Gap
  • 79. Chapter 79. Arrows That Burn Flesh
  • 80. Chapter 80. I’ll Bring You The Proof
  • 81. Chapter 81. Even If I Die Like This
  • 82. Chapter 82. The Reason She Was Confident In Winning
  • 83. Chapter 83. An Unexpected Guest
  • 84. Chapter 84. Love That Couldn't Overcome Hatred
  • 85. Chapter 85. Aranrosia
  • 86. Chapter 86. The Rightful Owner
  • 87. Chapter 87. Can I Trust You?
  • 88. Chapter 88. A Blind Man
  • 89. Chapter 89. The Wind Lantern Ceremony
  • 90. Chapter 90. If You're There, Come Out
  • 91. Chapter 91. Similar
  • 92. Chapter 92. Ignorance Is Bravery
  • 93. Chapter 93. I Can Tell You
  • 94. Chapter 94. Hartz’s Conditions
  • 95. Chapter 95. If You Kiss Me
  • 96. Chapter 96. Change
  • 97. Chapter 97. Anna
  • 98. Chapter 98. I’ll Have To Remove It
  • 99. Chapter 99. The Prophet's Gamble
  • 100. Chapter 100. Because He's So Good At It
  • 101. Chapter 101. A Mysterious Trend
  • 102. Chapter 102. The Conditions Of The Gift
  • 103. Chapter 103. The Tips Of His Ears
  • 104. Chapter 104. The Meaning Of Yellow Lily
  • 105. Chapter 105. God, Please Take Care Of Them
  • 106. Chapter 106. I'd Like To Meet Him
  • 107. Chapter 107. It’s Beautiful
  • 108. Chapter 108. What Do You Want Me To Do?
  • 109. Chapter 109. There's Only Two Of Us
  • 110. Chapter 110. Even If It Hurts A Little, It Will Last A Long Time
  • 111. Chapter 111. Does This Make Sense?
  • 112. Chapter 112. With Both Feet
  • 113. Chapter 113. Instinct
  • 114. Chapter 114. Did It Happen?
  • 115. Chapter 115. One Step, Two Steps
  • 116. Chapter 116. A Familiar Voice
  • 117. Chapter 117. I See The Glory Of Winter
  • 118. Chapter 118. That's Why It's Not Me
  • 119. Chapter 119. . It Was A Flash
  • 120. Chapter 120. When The Revenge Is Over
  • 121. Chapter 121. What Will He Get?
  • 122. Chapter 122. What Is Your Name?
  • 123. Chapter 123. Sweet
  • 124. Chapter 124. Black Canyon (1)
  • 125. Chapter 125. Black Canyon (2)
  • 126. Chapter 126. A Twisted Doubt
  • 127. Chapter 127. You Have To Save It
  • 128. Chapter 128. The Secret Of The Silver Horned Deer
  • 129. Chapter 129. His Sincerity
  • 130. Chapter 130. Into The Black Fog
  • 131. Chapter 131. Breaking In
  • 132. Chapter 132. Tell Me, Asha
  • 133. Chapter 133. Warmth
  • 134. Chapter 134. Evidence Of Longing
  • 135. Chapter 135. Under The Wheels
  • 136. Chapter 136. Natasha's Crime
  • 137. Chapter 137. Who Left The Flowers?
  • 138. Chapter 138. He Who Sees The Will Of God
  • 139. Chapter 139. Winter Can't Beat The Pines
  • 140. Chapter 140. Let’s Go There Together
  • 141. Chapter 141. Betrayal
  • 142. Chapter 142. A Vanished Home
  • 143. Chapter 143. Finally, At The Imperial Palace
  • 144. Chapter 144. Remove It
  • 145. Chapter 145. Your Worst Nightmare
  • 146. Chapter 146. July 16th
  • 147. Chapter 147. Pretend You Don’t See It. Pretend You Don’t Know It
  • 148. Chapter 148. Take The Child To His Mother
  • 149. Chapter 149. A Crack
  • 150. Chapter 150. Song Of The Fall
  • 151. Chapter 151. Anna’s Situation
  • 152. Chapter 152. Perso’s Anguish
  • 153. Chapter 153. A Suspicious Maid
  • 154. Chapter 154. Whose Baby Is It?
  • 155. Chapter 155. This Is My Answer
  • 156. Chapter 156. The Wild Dog Outside The Fence
  • 157. Chapter 157. The Main Characters
  • 158. Chapter 158. That Day
  • 159. Chapter 159. Let Me Tell You A Secret
  • 160. Chapter 160. Run Away
  • 161. Chapter 161. The Hunt Begins
  • 162. Chapter 162. To The Hell I Got Out Of
  • 163. Chapter 163. Let's Watch
  • 164. Chapter 164. The Crazy Emperor
  • 165. Chapter 165. Rampage

Chapter 1. Kill the Empress

****

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***

 

Tamon kissed Roselyn gently on her white shoulder.

 

There were red traces of last night all over her shoulders, down to her neck and chest.

 

Looking at them made Tamon hungry again.

 

It was a lust of color, to be exact, but what made him hungry was little different from it.

 

“Aranrosia…”

 

Tamon mumbled the name he gave her as he stared at the sleeping Roselyn.

 

Roselyn needed a new identity.

 

Roselyn V. Sunset, the Empress of Tanatos, died in a blizzard.

 

Both her country and the Emperor had abandoned her.

 

There was absolutely no reason for Roselyn to have any attachment to that country.

 

A rotten, golden empire on the brink of defeat.

 

The current emperor was a piece of trash, but the previous emperor, who was the father of the current emperor, was no slouch.

 

If the current emperor tormented his own people, the previous emperor was a man who wielded an iron hammer and tormented the surrounding countries.

 

*Talking about the past- Gillotti’s parents*

 

Plundering, robbing, and trampling was the pleasure of his predecessor, King Gridley II.

 

The funny thing was that the 10 women he brought in from the countries he plundered, but they were all infertile.

 

However, Nircia Karar, the empress, gave birth to a son and a daughter. But the daughter died of illness, and the lone remaining child was Gillotti Tanatos.

 

The ulterior motive for bringing the princesses of the weaker countries, even if forced to do so, was because of the desire to have children even from concubines.

 

However, as the heavens abandoned him, he could not bear any more children.

 

So, he was forced to give up the throne to Gillotti, who had nothing good except his face. His victim was Roselyn.

 

It was this woman.

 

Tamon stared at the woman with a serene face, exhaling soft breaths.

 

From afar, the woman was just cold and resolute, but up close, there was a human side to her that desperately endured, crying out and throwing tantrums.

 

He chuckled and touched his shoulder, which Roselyn bit nervously before falling asleep.

 

She seemed to bite it quite hard with her teeth, but oddly enough, it didn’t hurt at all.

 

In fact, he even hoped that she would leave him more marks like this. Every nook and cranny.

 

Tamon lay down on his side and stared at Roselyn’s face as she was sleeping with one arm folded.

 

Even though he was only looking at her, he felt the heat that had made him hot to the point of exploding seemed to ignite again.

 

Tamon, as had become his habit, put his nose on her neck. A unique, sweet scent filled his sense of smell.

 

He wished that his world could be filled with only this scent.

 

Then he would feel better with every breath he took.

 

He felt like he could afford to laugh and move on.

 

“It’s weird, really.”

 

—Where in the world does this feeling of satisfaction come from?

 

He didn’t care if this woman bit him or cursed him.

 

Even if she kicked him and accused him of being a lustful maniac, it didn’t seem to matter as long as he did so in front of her.

 

Bringing this woman into his life was an impulsive decision, but it was more satisfying than any prudent decision he had ever made.

 

Sometimes his instincts were surprisingly satisfying to him.

 

Tamon kissed her shoulder once more.

 

Roselyn’s skin and the warm afternoon sun together made him feel full. 

 

“This is paradise.”

 

He moaned with satisfaction. He thought it would be nice if this moment could last forever.

 

But as soon as he thought about it, a guest arrived as if he had waited.

 

“…Oh no! Your Highness!”

 

The voice of the Commander-in-Chief echoed through the house.

 

“Your Highness?”

 

Tamon quickly stood up.

 

“Don’t pretend like you can’t hear me. It’s very clever. Who wouldn’t be Tamon Krasis’s subordinate. Oh, my.”

 

The sour voice definitely belonged to her.

 

Tamon swept his forehead with a sigh.

 

Then he put on the crumpled gown he had thrown on at random and opened the door.

 

The king of Amor, Theo Lantifu, stood at the door. (*Theo is a woman king)

 

The king did not like the hassle of having attendants.

 

She came with about five of them at the plea of her knights, but when she stormed into Tamon’s mansion, she had to let more of them go.

 

Now there were two of them following him.

 

Because that was the condition for him to be able to enter Tamon’s mansion without permission.

 

“Well, it’s nice to finally meet you!”

 

Theo chuckled and bent over with her  arm on her chest as she watched Tamon walk out of the room, her auburn hair held high in a bun.

 

The king greeted Tamon in a posture of the nobles when they met a king.

 

“Finally, this humble king is able to meet his beloved and respected foreign minister.”

 

“What’s going on in the morning, Your Majesty?”

 

“Morning? Did you say morning? Let’s see, since when is three o’clock in the afternoon morning?” 

 

“Oh, is it that time already…? I’m still not feeling well, so it’s not easy for me to get out of bed.”

 

Tamon said back brusquely and closed the door.

 

At that moment, Theo’s hand quickly grabbed the door.

 

“Let’s talk inside for a moment.”

 

“I don’t understand why you want to talk in my bedroom. I’ll take you to the parlor.”

 

“No, no, that’s not it, Tamon. I got a report that you brought something suspicious from Tanatos. I waited a long time for you to come to inform me, but you never did. That’s why I came here myself. So that’s what you brought in there, right?”

 

 “Since when did Your Majesty take such an interest in the inside of my bedroom? Excessive interest can be a burden.”

 

There was a series of confrontations between Tamon and the king at the door.

 

The king, who grabbed the door trying to enter, and Tamon, who grasped the king’s wrist without hesitation, were both stubborn as could be, and the conflict dragged on.

 

“To stand in the way of the king. It’s a call for beheading, Tamon.”

 

“It won’t work in my mansion. So why did you come here? I was going to see you today, but ……….”

 

“What did I just say? Oh, that’s right. I told you it was 3:00 p.m. If you just woke up and planned to come to the palace today, does that mean you tried to come late at night? Oh! You’re going to join my chamber, aren’t you?”

 

“No way.”

 

“The rejection was so adamant that it hurt my heart.”

 

“I’m sorry to hear that. But, when are you going to let go of the door?”

 

“Tamon, don’t you know it’s more suspicious if you’re trying to hide like this?”

 

“I have no idea what you’re talking about……..”

 

“If you have nothing to hide, let go of this hand. I’ll check it myself.”

 

“Inside is a poor woman shuddering without her clothes on. Shouldn’t a man protect his woman from shame?”

 

The king’s brow furrowed at Tamon’s straightforward answer.

 

Then she was immediately startled.

 

“No,wait a minute…… You hold women? Are you sure that’s a woman in there?”

 

She sounded more suspicious than before.

 

“I assumed you were naturally asexual……?”

 

This time Tamon gasped at the king’s words.

 

“No way. I’m more passionate and lustful than anyone else, but……….”

 

“But I’ve never met anyone before. And moreover, did you not kick out the Queen of Foucault who ran naked from the battlefield into your barracks?”

 

“Why should I embrace a crazy woman?”

 

 “But she was a very beautiful mad woman, wasn’t she?”

 

The Queen of Foucault was a woman who had had twelve lovers just because of her beauty.

 

The partners varied, but she enjoyed a free-spirited love affair with lowborn, nobles, and princes of other countries. There was even a popular belief that a man who went under her skirt would never be able to get out again.

 

“What does that matter?”

 

Such a woman made up her mind and attacked the hut of Tamon Krasis. She wore little clothes and did everything she could to tempt him, but he was not fazed.

 

The Queen of Foucault was so angry that she made a lot of noise about the Tamon being gay or asexual.

 

And the rumor spread quite convincingly.

 

Tamon didn’t know that even the king of his country, whom he had known half his life, would agree with the rumor.

 

“…… No, on top of that, the Queen ran away in shame. So I even suspected that you and Ronasso might have that kind of relationship.”

 

Tamon’s face was distorted roughly as if he had chewed a stone.

 

Chapter 2. Tanatos’s cripple Empress

****

Sponsored chapter by Lia. Thank you đź’–

***

 

Tamon kissed Roselyn gently on her white shoulder.

 

There were red traces of last night all over her shoulders, down to her neck and chest.

 

Looking at them made Tamon hungry again.

 

It was a lust of color, to be exact, but what made him hungry was little different from it.

 

“Aranrosia…”

 

Tamon mumbled the name he gave her as he stared at the sleeping Roselyn.

 

Roselyn needed a new identity.

 

Roselyn V. Sunset, the Empress of Tanatos, died in a blizzard.

 

Both her country and the Emperor had abandoned her.

 

There was absolutely no reason for Roselyn to have any attachment to that country.

 

A rotten, golden empire on the brink of defeat.

 

The current emperor was a piece of trash, but the previous emperor, who was the father of the current emperor, was no slouch.

 

If the current emperor tormented his own people, the previous emperor was a man who wielded an iron hammer and tormented the surrounding countries.

 

*Talking about the past- Gillotti’s parents*

 

Plundering, robbing, and trampling was the pleasure of his predecessor, King Gridley II.

 

The funny thing was that the 10 women he brought in from the countries he plundered, but they were all infertile.

 

However, Nircia Karar, the empress, gave birth to a son and a daughter. But the daughter died of illness, and the lone remaining child was Gillotti Tanatos.

 

The ulterior motive for bringing the princesses of the weaker countries, even if forced to do so, was because of the desire to have children even from concubines.

 

However, as the heavens abandoned him, he could not bear any more children.

 

So, he was forced to give up the throne to Gillotti, who had nothing good except his face. His victim was Roselyn.

 

It was this woman.

 

Tamon stared at the woman with a serene face, exhaling soft breaths.

 

From afar, the woman was just cold and resolute, but up close, there was a human side to her that desperately endured, crying out and throwing tantrums.

 

He chuckled and touched his shoulder, which Roselyn bit nervously before falling asleep.

 

She seemed to bite it quite hard with her teeth, but oddly enough, it didn’t hurt at all.

 

In fact, he even hoped that she would leave him more marks like this. Every nook and cranny.

 

Tamon lay down on his side and stared at Roselyn’s face as she was sleeping with one arm folded.

 

Even though he was only looking at her, he felt the heat that had made him hot to the point of exploding seemed to ignite again.

 

Tamon, as had become his habit, put his nose on her neck. A unique, sweet scent filled his sense of smell.

 

He wished that his world could be filled with only this scent.

 

Then he would feel better with every breath he took.

 

He felt like he could afford to laugh and move on.

 

“It’s weird, really.”

 

—Where in the world does this feeling of satisfaction come from?

 

He didn’t care if this woman bit him or cursed him.

 

Even if she kicked him and accused him of being a lustful maniac, it didn’t seem to matter as long as he did so in front of her.

 

Bringing this woman into his life was an impulsive decision, but it was more satisfying than any prudent decision he had ever made.

 

Sometimes his instincts were surprisingly satisfying to him.

 

Tamon kissed her shoulder once more.

 

Roselyn’s skin and the warm afternoon sun together made him feel full. 

 

“This is paradise.”

 

He moaned with satisfaction. He thought it would be nice if this moment could last forever.

 

But as soon as he thought about it, a guest arrived as if he had waited.

 

“…Oh no! Your Highness!”

 

The voice of the Commander-in-Chief echoed through the house.

 

“Your Highness?”

 

Tamon quickly stood up.

 

“Don’t pretend like you can’t hear me. It’s very clever. Who wouldn’t be Tamon Krasis’s subordinate. Oh, my.”

 

The sour voice definitely belonged to her.

 

Tamon swept his forehead with a sigh.

 

Then he put on the crumpled gown he had thrown on at random and opened the door.

 

The king of Amor, Theo Lantifu, stood at the door. (*Theo is a woman king)

 

The king did not like the hassle of having attendants.

 

She came with about five of them at the plea of her knights, but when she stormed into Tamon’s mansion, she had to let more of them go.

 

Now there were two of them following him.

 

Because that was the condition for him to be able to enter Tamon’s mansion without permission.

 

“Well, it’s nice to finally meet you!”

 

Theo chuckled and bent over with her  arm on her chest as she watched Tamon walk out of the room, her auburn hair held high in a bun.

 

The king greeted Tamon in a posture of the nobles when they met a king.

 

“Finally, this humble king is able to meet his beloved and respected foreign minister.”

 

“What’s going on in the morning, Your Majesty?”

 

“Morning? Did you say morning? Let’s see, since when is three o’clock in the afternoon morning?” 

 

“Oh, is it that time already…? I’m still not feeling well, so it’s not easy for me to get out of bed.”

 

Tamon said back brusquely and closed the door.

 

At that moment, Theo’s hand quickly grabbed the door.

 

“Let’s talk inside for a moment.”

 

“I don’t understand why you want to talk in my bedroom. I’ll take you to the parlor.”

 

“No, no, that’s not it, Tamon. I got a report that you brought something suspicious from Tanatos. I waited a long time for you to come to inform me, but you never did. That’s why I came here myself. So that’s what you brought in there, right?”

 

 “Since when did Your Majesty take such an interest in the inside of my bedroom? Excessive interest can be a burden.”

 

There was a series of confrontations between Tamon and the king at the door.

 

The king, who grabbed the door trying to enter, and Tamon, who grasped the king’s wrist without hesitation, were both stubborn as could be, and the conflict dragged on.

 

“To stand in the way of the king. It’s a call for beheading, Tamon.”

 

“It won’t work in my mansion. So why did you come here? I was going to see you today, but ……….”

 

“What did I just say? Oh, that’s right. I told you it was 3:00 p.m. If you just woke up and planned to come to the palace today, does that mean you tried to come late at night? Oh! You’re going to join my chamber, aren’t you?”

 

“No way.”

 

“The rejection was so adamant that it hurt my heart.”

 

“I’m sorry to hear that. But, when are you going to let go of the door?”

 

“Tamon, don’t you know it’s more suspicious if you’re trying to hide like this?”

 

“I have no idea what you’re talking about……..”

 

“If you have nothing to hide, let go of this hand. I’ll check it myself.”

 

“Inside is a poor woman shuddering without her clothes on. Shouldn’t a man protect his woman from shame?”

 

The king’s brow furrowed at Tamon’s straightforward answer.

 

Then she was immediately startled.

 

“No,wait a minute…… You hold women? Are you sure that’s a woman in there?”

 

She sounded more suspicious than before.

 

“I assumed you were naturally asexual……?”

 

This time Tamon gasped at the king’s words.

 

“No way. I’m more passionate and lustful than anyone else, but……….”

 

“But I’ve never met anyone before. And moreover, did you not kick out the Queen of Foucault who ran naked from the battlefield into your barracks?”

 

“Why should I embrace a crazy woman?”

 

 “But she was a very beautiful mad woman, wasn’t she?”

 

The Queen of Foucault was a woman who had had twelve lovers just because of her beauty.

 

The partners varied, but she enjoyed a free-spirited love affair with lowborn, nobles, and princes of other countries. There was even a popular belief that a man who went under her skirt would never be able to get out again.

 

“What does that matter?”

 

Such a woman made up her mind and attacked the hut of Tamon Krasis. She wore little clothes and did everything she could to tempt him, but he was not fazed.

 

The Queen of Foucault was so angry that she made a lot of noise about the Tamon being gay or asexual.

 

And the rumor spread quite convincingly.

 

Tamon didn’t know that even the king of his country, whom he had known half his life, would agree with the rumor.

 

“…… No, on top of that, the Queen ran away in shame. So I even suspected that you and Ronasso might have that kind of relationship.”

 

Tamon’s face was distorted roughly as if he had chewed a stone.

 

Chapter 3. She's really here

****

Sponsored chapter by Lia. Thank you đź’–

***

 

Tamon kissed Roselyn gently on her white shoulder.

 

There were red traces of last night all over her shoulders, down to her neck and chest.

 

Looking at them made Tamon hungry again.

 

It was a lust of color, to be exact, but what made him hungry was little different from it.

 

“Aranrosia…”

 

Tamon mumbled the name he gave her as he stared at the sleeping Roselyn.

 

Roselyn needed a new identity.

 

Roselyn V. Sunset, the Empress of Tanatos, died in a blizzard.

 

Both her country and the Emperor had abandoned her.

 

There was absolutely no reason for Roselyn to have any attachment to that country.

 

A rotten, golden empire on the brink of defeat.

 

The current emperor was a piece of trash, but the previous emperor, who was the father of the current emperor, was no slouch.

 

If the current emperor tormented his own people, the previous emperor was a man who wielded an iron hammer and tormented the surrounding countries.

 

*Talking about the past- Gillotti’s parents*

 

Plundering, robbing, and trampling was the pleasure of his predecessor, King Gridley II.

 

The funny thing was that the 10 women he brought in from the countries he plundered, but they were all infertile.

 

However, Nircia Karar, the empress, gave birth to a son and a daughter. But the daughter died of illness, and the lone remaining child was Gillotti Tanatos.

 

The ulterior motive for bringing the princesses of the weaker countries, even if forced to do so, was because of the desire to have children even from concubines.

 

However, as the heavens abandoned him, he could not bear any more children.

 

So, he was forced to give up the throne to Gillotti, who had nothing good except his face. His victim was Roselyn.

 

It was this woman.

 

Tamon stared at the woman with a serene face, exhaling soft breaths.

 

From afar, the woman was just cold and resolute, but up close, there was a human side to her that desperately endured, crying out and throwing tantrums.

 

He chuckled and touched his shoulder, which Roselyn bit nervously before falling asleep.

 

She seemed to bite it quite hard with her teeth, but oddly enough, it didn’t hurt at all.

 

In fact, he even hoped that she would leave him more marks like this. Every nook and cranny.

 

Tamon lay down on his side and stared at Roselyn’s face as she was sleeping with one arm folded.

 

Even though he was only looking at her, he felt the heat that had made him hot to the point of exploding seemed to ignite again.

 

Tamon, as had become his habit, put his nose on her neck. A unique, sweet scent filled his sense of smell.

 

He wished that his world could be filled with only this scent.

 

Then he would feel better with every breath he took.

 

He felt like he could afford to laugh and move on.

 

“It’s weird, really.”

 

—Where in the world does this feeling of satisfaction come from?

 

He didn’t care if this woman bit him or cursed him.

 

Even if she kicked him and accused him of being a lustful maniac, it didn’t seem to matter as long as he did so in front of her.

 

Bringing this woman into his life was an impulsive decision, but it was more satisfying than any prudent decision he had ever made.

 

Sometimes his instincts were surprisingly satisfying to him.

 

Tamon kissed her shoulder once more.

 

Roselyn’s skin and the warm afternoon sun together made him feel full. 

 

“This is paradise.”

 

He moaned with satisfaction. He thought it would be nice if this moment could last forever.

 

But as soon as he thought about it, a guest arrived as if he had waited.

 

“…Oh no! Your Highness!”

 

The voice of the Commander-in-Chief echoed through the house.

 

“Your Highness?”

 

Tamon quickly stood up.

 

“Don’t pretend like you can’t hear me. It’s very clever. Who wouldn’t be Tamon Krasis’s subordinate. Oh, my.”

 

The sour voice definitely belonged to her.

 

Tamon swept his forehead with a sigh.

 

Then he put on the crumpled gown he had thrown on at random and opened the door.

 

The king of Amor, Theo Lantifu, stood at the door. (*Theo is a woman king)

 

The king did not like the hassle of having attendants.

 

She came with about five of them at the plea of her knights, but when she stormed into Tamon’s mansion, she had to let more of them go.

 

Now there were two of them following him.

 

Because that was the condition for him to be able to enter Tamon’s mansion without permission.

 

“Well, it’s nice to finally meet you!”

 

Theo chuckled and bent over with her  arm on her chest as she watched Tamon walk out of the room, her auburn hair held high in a bun.

 

The king greeted Tamon in a posture of the nobles when they met a king.

 

“Finally, this humble king is able to meet his beloved and respected foreign minister.”

 

“What’s going on in the morning, Your Majesty?”

 

“Morning? Did you say morning? Let’s see, since when is three o’clock in the afternoon morning?” 

 

“Oh, is it that time already…? I’m still not feeling well, so it’s not easy for me to get out of bed.”

 

Tamon said back brusquely and closed the door.

 

At that moment, Theo’s hand quickly grabbed the door.

 

“Let’s talk inside for a moment.”

 

“I don’t understand why you want to talk in my bedroom. I’ll take you to the parlor.”

 

“No, no, that’s not it, Tamon. I got a report that you brought something suspicious from Tanatos. I waited a long time for you to come to inform me, but you never did. That’s why I came here myself. So that’s what you brought in there, right?”

 

 “Since when did Your Majesty take such an interest in the inside of my bedroom? Excessive interest can be a burden.”

 

There was a series of confrontations between Tamon and the king at the door.

 

The king, who grabbed the door trying to enter, and Tamon, who grasped the king’s wrist without hesitation, were both stubborn as could be, and the conflict dragged on.

 

“To stand in the way of the king. It’s a call for beheading, Tamon.”

 

“It won’t work in my mansion. So why did you come here? I was going to see you today, but ……….”

 

“What did I just say? Oh, that’s right. I told you it was 3:00 p.m. If you just woke up and planned to come to the palace today, does that mean you tried to come late at night? Oh! You’re going to join my chamber, aren’t you?”

 

“No way.”

 

“The rejection was so adamant that it hurt my heart.”

 

“I’m sorry to hear that. But, when are you going to let go of the door?”

 

“Tamon, don’t you know it’s more suspicious if you’re trying to hide like this?”

 

“I have no idea what you’re talking about……..”

 

“If you have nothing to hide, let go of this hand. I’ll check it myself.”

 

“Inside is a poor woman shuddering without her clothes on. Shouldn’t a man protect his woman from shame?”

 

The king’s brow furrowed at Tamon’s straightforward answer.

 

Then she was immediately startled.

 

“No,wait a minute…… You hold women? Are you sure that’s a woman in there?”

 

She sounded more suspicious than before.

 

“I assumed you were naturally asexual……?”

 

This time Tamon gasped at the king’s words.

 

“No way. I’m more passionate and lustful than anyone else, but……….”

 

“But I’ve never met anyone before. And moreover, did you not kick out the Queen of Foucault who ran naked from the battlefield into your barracks?”

 

“Why should I embrace a crazy woman?”

 

 “But she was a very beautiful mad woman, wasn’t she?”

 

The Queen of Foucault was a woman who had had twelve lovers just because of her beauty.

 

The partners varied, but she enjoyed a free-spirited love affair with lowborn, nobles, and princes of other countries. There was even a popular belief that a man who went under her skirt would never be able to get out again.

 

“What does that matter?”

 

Such a woman made up her mind and attacked the hut of Tamon Krasis. She wore little clothes and did everything she could to tempt him, but he was not fazed.

 

The Queen of Foucault was so angry that she made a lot of noise about the Tamon being gay or asexual.

 

And the rumor spread quite convincingly.

 

Tamon didn’t know that even the king of his country, whom he had known half his life, would agree with the rumor.

 

“…… No, on top of that, the Queen ran away in shame. So I even suspected that you and Ronasso might have that kind of relationship.”

 

Tamon’s face was distorted roughly as if he had chewed a stone.

 

Chapter 4. The Empress is going to die

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Tamon kissed Roselyn gently on her white shoulder.

 

There were red traces of last night all over her shoulders, down to her neck and chest.

 

Looking at them made Tamon hungry again.

 

It was a lust of color, to be exact, but what made him hungry was little different from it.

 

“Aranrosia…”

 

Tamon mumbled the name he gave her as he stared at the sleeping Roselyn.

 

Roselyn needed a new identity.

 

Roselyn V. Sunset, the Empress of Tanatos, died in a blizzard.

 

Both her country and the Emperor had abandoned her.

 

There was absolutely no reason for Roselyn to have any attachment to that country.

 

A rotten, golden empire on the brink of defeat.

 

The current emperor was a piece of trash, but the previous emperor, who was the father of the current emperor, was no slouch.

 

If the current emperor tormented his own people, the previous emperor was a man who wielded an iron hammer and tormented the surrounding countries.

 

*Talking about the past- Gillotti’s parents*

 

Plundering, robbing, and trampling was the pleasure of his predecessor, King Gridley II.

 

The funny thing was that the 10 women he brought in from the countries he plundered, but they were all infertile.

 

However, Nircia Karar, the empress, gave birth to a son and a daughter. But the daughter died of illness, and the lone remaining child was Gillotti Tanatos.

 

The ulterior motive for bringing the princesses of the weaker countries, even if forced to do so, was because of the desire to have children even from concubines.

 

However, as the heavens abandoned him, he could not bear any more children.

 

So, he was forced to give up the throne to Gillotti, who had nothing good except his face. His victim was Roselyn.

 

It was this woman.

 

Tamon stared at the woman with a serene face, exhaling soft breaths.

 

From afar, the woman was just cold and resolute, but up close, there was a human side to her that desperately endured, crying out and throwing tantrums.

 

He chuckled and touched his shoulder, which Roselyn bit nervously before falling asleep.

 

She seemed to bite it quite hard with her teeth, but oddly enough, it didn’t hurt at all.

 

In fact, he even hoped that she would leave him more marks like this. Every nook and cranny.

 

Tamon lay down on his side and stared at Roselyn’s face as she was sleeping with one arm folded.

 

Even though he was only looking at her, he felt the heat that had made him hot to the point of exploding seemed to ignite again.

 

Tamon, as had become his habit, put his nose on her neck. A unique, sweet scent filled his sense of smell.

 

He wished that his world could be filled with only this scent.

 

Then he would feel better with every breath he took.

 

He felt like he could afford to laugh and move on.

 

“It’s weird, really.”

 

—Where in the world does this feeling of satisfaction come from?

 

He didn’t care if this woman bit him or cursed him.

 

Even if she kicked him and accused him of being a lustful maniac, it didn’t seem to matter as long as he did so in front of her.

 

Bringing this woman into his life was an impulsive decision, but it was more satisfying than any prudent decision he had ever made.

 

Sometimes his instincts were surprisingly satisfying to him.

 

Tamon kissed her shoulder once more.

 

Roselyn’s skin and the warm afternoon sun together made him feel full. 

 

“This is paradise.”

 

He moaned with satisfaction. He thought it would be nice if this moment could last forever.

 

But as soon as he thought about it, a guest arrived as if he had waited.

 

“…Oh no! Your Highness!”

 

The voice of the Commander-in-Chief echoed through the house.

 

“Your Highness?”

 

Tamon quickly stood up.

 

“Don’t pretend like you can’t hear me. It’s very clever. Who wouldn’t be Tamon Krasis’s subordinate. Oh, my.”

 

The sour voice definitely belonged to her.

 

Tamon swept his forehead with a sigh.

 

Then he put on the crumpled gown he had thrown on at random and opened the door.

 

The king of Amor, Theo Lantifu, stood at the door. (*Theo is a woman king)

 

The king did not like the hassle of having attendants.

 

She came with about five of them at the plea of her knights, but when she stormed into Tamon’s mansion, she had to let more of them go.

 

Now there were two of them following him.

 

Because that was the condition for him to be able to enter Tamon’s mansion without permission.

 

“Well, it’s nice to finally meet you!”

 

Theo chuckled and bent over with her  arm on her chest as she watched Tamon walk out of the room, her auburn hair held high in a bun.

 

The king greeted Tamon in a posture of the nobles when they met a king.

 

“Finally, this humble king is able to meet his beloved and respected foreign minister.”

 

“What’s going on in the morning, Your Majesty?”

 

“Morning? Did you say morning? Let’s see, since when is three o’clock in the afternoon morning?” 

 

“Oh, is it that time already…? I’m still not feeling well, so it’s not easy for me to get out of bed.”

 

Tamon said back brusquely and closed the door.

 

At that moment, Theo’s hand quickly grabbed the door.

 

“Let’s talk inside for a moment.”

 

“I don’t understand why you want to talk in my bedroom. I’ll take you to the parlor.”

 

“No, no, that’s not it, Tamon. I got a report that you brought something suspicious from Tanatos. I waited a long time for you to come to inform me, but you never did. That’s why I came here myself. So that’s what you brought in there, right?”

 

 “Since when did Your Majesty take such an interest in the inside of my bedroom? Excessive interest can be a burden.”

 

There was a series of confrontations between Tamon and the king at the door.

 

The king, who grabbed the door trying to enter, and Tamon, who grasped the king’s wrist without hesitation, were both stubborn as could be, and the conflict dragged on.

 

“To stand in the way of the king. It’s a call for beheading, Tamon.”

 

“It won’t work in my mansion. So why did you come here? I was going to see you today, but ……….”

 

“What did I just say? Oh, that’s right. I told you it was 3:00 p.m. If you just woke up and planned to come to the palace today, does that mean you tried to come late at night? Oh! You’re going to join my chamber, aren’t you?”

 

“No way.”

 

“The rejection was so adamant that it hurt my heart.”

 

“I’m sorry to hear that. But, when are you going to let go of the door?”

 

“Tamon, don’t you know it’s more suspicious if you’re trying to hide like this?”

 

“I have no idea what you’re talking about……..”

 

“If you have nothing to hide, let go of this hand. I’ll check it myself.”

 

“Inside is a poor woman shuddering without her clothes on. Shouldn’t a man protect his woman from shame?”

 

The king’s brow furrowed at Tamon’s straightforward answer.

 

Then she was immediately startled.

 

“No,wait a minute…… You hold women? Are you sure that’s a woman in there?”

 

She sounded more suspicious than before.

 

“I assumed you were naturally asexual……?”

 

This time Tamon gasped at the king’s words.

 

“No way. I’m more passionate and lustful than anyone else, but……….”

 

“But I’ve never met anyone before. And moreover, did you not kick out the Queen of Foucault who ran naked from the battlefield into your barracks?”

 

“Why should I embrace a crazy woman?”

 

 “But she was a very beautiful mad woman, wasn’t she?”

 

The Queen of Foucault was a woman who had had twelve lovers just because of her beauty.

 

The partners varied, but she enjoyed a free-spirited love affair with lowborn, nobles, and princes of other countries. There was even a popular belief that a man who went under her skirt would never be able to get out again.

 

“What does that matter?”

 

Such a woman made up her mind and attacked the hut of Tamon Krasis. She wore little clothes and did everything she could to tempt him, but he was not fazed.

 

The Queen of Foucault was so angry that she made a lot of noise about the Tamon being gay or asexual.

 

And the rumor spread quite convincingly.

 

Tamon didn’t know that even the king of his country, whom he had known half his life, would agree with the rumor.

 

“…… No, on top of that, the Queen ran away in shame. So I even suspected that you and Ronasso might have that kind of relationship.”

 

Tamon’s face was distorted roughly as if he had chewed a stone.

 

Chapter 5. How did this happen?

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***

 

Tamon kissed Roselyn gently on her white shoulder.

 

There were red traces of last night all over her shoulders, down to her neck and chest.

 

Looking at them made Tamon hungry again.

 

It was a lust of color, to be exact, but what made him hungry was little different from it.

 

“Aranrosia…”

 

Tamon mumbled the name he gave her as he stared at the sleeping Roselyn.

 

Roselyn needed a new identity.

 

Roselyn V. Sunset, the Empress of Tanatos, died in a blizzard.

 

Both her country and the Emperor had abandoned her.

 

There was absolutely no reason for Roselyn to have any attachment to that country.

 

A rotten, golden empire on the brink of defeat.

 

The current emperor was a piece of trash, but the previous emperor, who was the father of the current emperor, was no slouch.

 

If the current emperor tormented his own people, the previous emperor was a man who wielded an iron hammer and tormented the surrounding countries.

 

*Talking about the past- Gillotti’s parents*

 

Plundering, robbing, and trampling was the pleasure of his predecessor, King Gridley II.

 

The funny thing was that the 10 women he brought in from the countries he plundered, but they were all infertile.

 

However, Nircia Karar, the empress, gave birth to a son and a daughter. But the daughter died of illness, and the lone remaining child was Gillotti Tanatos.

 

The ulterior motive for bringing the princesses of the weaker countries, even if forced to do so, was because of the desire to have children even from concubines.

 

However, as the heavens abandoned him, he could not bear any more children.

 

So, he was forced to give up the throne to Gillotti, who had nothing good except his face. His victim was Roselyn.

 

It was this woman.

 

Tamon stared at the woman with a serene face, exhaling soft breaths.

 

From afar, the woman was just cold and resolute, but up close, there was a human side to her that desperately endured, crying out and throwing tantrums.

 

He chuckled and touched his shoulder, which Roselyn bit nervously before falling asleep.

 

She seemed to bite it quite hard with her teeth, but oddly enough, it didn’t hurt at all.

 

In fact, he even hoped that she would leave him more marks like this. Every nook and cranny.

 

Tamon lay down on his side and stared at Roselyn’s face as she was sleeping with one arm folded.

 

Even though he was only looking at her, he felt the heat that had made him hot to the point of exploding seemed to ignite again.

 

Tamon, as had become his habit, put his nose on her neck. A unique, sweet scent filled his sense of smell.

 

He wished that his world could be filled with only this scent.

 

Then he would feel better with every breath he took.

 

He felt like he could afford to laugh and move on.

 

“It’s weird, really.”

 

—Where in the world does this feeling of satisfaction come from?

 

He didn’t care if this woman bit him or cursed him.

 

Even if she kicked him and accused him of being a lustful maniac, it didn’t seem to matter as long as he did so in front of her.

 

Bringing this woman into his life was an impulsive decision, but it was more satisfying than any prudent decision he had ever made.

 

Sometimes his instincts were surprisingly satisfying to him.

 

Tamon kissed her shoulder once more.

 

Roselyn’s skin and the warm afternoon sun together made him feel full. 

 

“This is paradise.”

 

He moaned with satisfaction. He thought it would be nice if this moment could last forever.

 

But as soon as he thought about it, a guest arrived as if he had waited.

 

“…Oh no! Your Highness!”

 

The voice of the Commander-in-Chief echoed through the house.

 

“Your Highness?”

 

Tamon quickly stood up.

 

“Don’t pretend like you can’t hear me. It’s very clever. Who wouldn’t be Tamon Krasis’s subordinate. Oh, my.”

 

The sour voice definitely belonged to her.

 

Tamon swept his forehead with a sigh.

 

Then he put on the crumpled gown he had thrown on at random and opened the door.

 

The king of Amor, Theo Lantifu, stood at the door. (*Theo is a woman king)

 

The king did not like the hassle of having attendants.

 

She came with about five of them at the plea of her knights, but when she stormed into Tamon’s mansion, she had to let more of them go.

 

Now there were two of them following him.

 

Because that was the condition for him to be able to enter Tamon’s mansion without permission.

 

“Well, it’s nice to finally meet you!”

 

Theo chuckled and bent over with her  arm on her chest as she watched Tamon walk out of the room, her auburn hair held high in a bun.

 

The king greeted Tamon in a posture of the nobles when they met a king.

 

“Finally, this humble king is able to meet his beloved and respected foreign minister.”

 

“What’s going on in the morning, Your Majesty?”

 

“Morning? Did you say morning? Let’s see, since when is three o’clock in the afternoon morning?” 

 

“Oh, is it that time already…? I’m still not feeling well, so it’s not easy for me to get out of bed.”

 

Tamon said back brusquely and closed the door.

 

At that moment, Theo’s hand quickly grabbed the door.

 

“Let’s talk inside for a moment.”

 

“I don’t understand why you want to talk in my bedroom. I’ll take you to the parlor.”

 

“No, no, that’s not it, Tamon. I got a report that you brought something suspicious from Tanatos. I waited a long time for you to come to inform me, but you never did. That’s why I came here myself. So that’s what you brought in there, right?”

 

 “Since when did Your Majesty take such an interest in the inside of my bedroom? Excessive interest can be a burden.”

 

There was a series of confrontations between Tamon and the king at the door.

 

The king, who grabbed the door trying to enter, and Tamon, who grasped the king’s wrist without hesitation, were both stubborn as could be, and the conflict dragged on.

 

“To stand in the way of the king. It’s a call for beheading, Tamon.”

 

“It won’t work in my mansion. So why did you come here? I was going to see you today, but ……….”

 

“What did I just say? Oh, that’s right. I told you it was 3:00 p.m. If you just woke up and planned to come to the palace today, does that mean you tried to come late at night? Oh! You’re going to join my chamber, aren’t you?”

 

“No way.”

 

“The rejection was so adamant that it hurt my heart.”

 

“I’m sorry to hear that. But, when are you going to let go of the door?”

 

“Tamon, don’t you know it’s more suspicious if you’re trying to hide like this?”

 

“I have no idea what you’re talking about……..”

 

“If you have nothing to hide, let go of this hand. I’ll check it myself.”

 

“Inside is a poor woman shuddering without her clothes on. Shouldn’t a man protect his woman from shame?”

 

The king’s brow furrowed at Tamon’s straightforward answer.

 

Then she was immediately startled.

 

“No,wait a minute…… You hold women? Are you sure that’s a woman in there?”

 

She sounded more suspicious than before.

 

“I assumed you were naturally asexual……?”

 

This time Tamon gasped at the king’s words.

 

“No way. I’m more passionate and lustful than anyone else, but……….”

 

“But I’ve never met anyone before. And moreover, did you not kick out the Queen of Foucault who ran naked from the battlefield into your barracks?”

 

“Why should I embrace a crazy woman?”

 

 “But she was a very beautiful mad woman, wasn’t she?”

 

The Queen of Foucault was a woman who had had twelve lovers just because of her beauty.

 

The partners varied, but she enjoyed a free-spirited love affair with lowborn, nobles, and princes of other countries. There was even a popular belief that a man who went under her skirt would never be able to get out again.

 

“What does that matter?”

 

Such a woman made up her mind and attacked the hut of Tamon Krasis. She wore little clothes and did everything she could to tempt him, but he was not fazed.

 

The Queen of Foucault was so angry that she made a lot of noise about the Tamon being gay or asexual.

 

And the rumor spread quite convincingly.

 

Tamon didn’t know that even the king of his country, whom he had known half his life, would agree with the rumor.

 

“…… No, on top of that, the Queen ran away in shame. So I even suspected that you and Ronasso might have that kind of relationship.”

 

Tamon’s face was distorted roughly as if he had chewed a stone.

 

Chapter 6. Swallowing eyes

****

Sponsored chapter by Lia. Thank you đź’–

***

 

Tamon kissed Roselyn gently on her white shoulder.

 

There were red traces of last night all over her shoulders, down to her neck and chest.

 

Looking at them made Tamon hungry again.

 

It was a lust of color, to be exact, but what made him hungry was little different from it.

 

“Aranrosia…”

 

Tamon mumbled the name he gave her as he stared at the sleeping Roselyn.

 

Roselyn needed a new identity.

 

Roselyn V. Sunset, the Empress of Tanatos, died in a blizzard.

 

Both her country and the Emperor had abandoned her.

 

There was absolutely no reason for Roselyn to have any attachment to that country.

 

A rotten, golden empire on the brink of defeat.

 

The current emperor was a piece of trash, but the previous emperor, who was the father of the current emperor, was no slouch.

 

If the current emperor tormented his own people, the previous emperor was a man who wielded an iron hammer and tormented the surrounding countries.

 

*Talking about the past- Gillotti’s parents*

 

Plundering, robbing, and trampling was the pleasure of his predecessor, King Gridley II.

 

The funny thing was that the 10 women he brought in from the countries he plundered, but they were all infertile.

 

However, Nircia Karar, the empress, gave birth to a son and a daughter. But the daughter died of illness, and the lone remaining child was Gillotti Tanatos.

 

The ulterior motive for bringing the princesses of the weaker countries, even if forced to do so, was because of the desire to have children even from concubines.

 

However, as the heavens abandoned him, he could not bear any more children.

 

So, he was forced to give up the throne to Gillotti, who had nothing good except his face. His victim was Roselyn.

 

It was this woman.

 

Tamon stared at the woman with a serene face, exhaling soft breaths.

 

From afar, the woman was just cold and resolute, but up close, there was a human side to her that desperately endured, crying out and throwing tantrums.

 

He chuckled and touched his shoulder, which Roselyn bit nervously before falling asleep.

 

She seemed to bite it quite hard with her teeth, but oddly enough, it didn’t hurt at all.

 

In fact, he even hoped that she would leave him more marks like this. Every nook and cranny.

 

Tamon lay down on his side and stared at Roselyn’s face as she was sleeping with one arm folded.

 

Even though he was only looking at her, he felt the heat that had made him hot to the point of exploding seemed to ignite again.

 

Tamon, as had become his habit, put his nose on her neck. A unique, sweet scent filled his sense of smell.

 

He wished that his world could be filled with only this scent.

 

Then he would feel better with every breath he took.

 

He felt like he could afford to laugh and move on.

 

“It’s weird, really.”

 

—Where in the world does this feeling of satisfaction come from?

 

He didn’t care if this woman bit him or cursed him.

 

Even if she kicked him and accused him of being a lustful maniac, it didn’t seem to matter as long as he did so in front of her.

 

Bringing this woman into his life was an impulsive decision, but it was more satisfying than any prudent decision he had ever made.

 

Sometimes his instincts were surprisingly satisfying to him.

 

Tamon kissed her shoulder once more.

 

Roselyn’s skin and the warm afternoon sun together made him feel full. 

 

“This is paradise.”

 

He moaned with satisfaction. He thought it would be nice if this moment could last forever.

 

But as soon as he thought about it, a guest arrived as if he had waited.

 

“…Oh no! Your Highness!”

 

The voice of the Commander-in-Chief echoed through the house.

 

“Your Highness?”

 

Tamon quickly stood up.

 

“Don’t pretend like you can’t hear me. It’s very clever. Who wouldn’t be Tamon Krasis’s subordinate. Oh, my.”

 

The sour voice definitely belonged to her.

 

Tamon swept his forehead with a sigh.

 

Then he put on the crumpled gown he had thrown on at random and opened the door.

 

The king of Amor, Theo Lantifu, stood at the door. (*Theo is a woman king)

 

The king did not like the hassle of having attendants.

 

She came with about five of them at the plea of her knights, but when she stormed into Tamon’s mansion, she had to let more of them go.

 

Now there were two of them following him.

 

Because that was the condition for him to be able to enter Tamon’s mansion without permission.

 

“Well, it’s nice to finally meet you!”

 

Theo chuckled and bent over with her  arm on her chest as she watched Tamon walk out of the room, her auburn hair held high in a bun.

 

The king greeted Tamon in a posture of the nobles when they met a king.

 

“Finally, this humble king is able to meet his beloved and respected foreign minister.”

 

“What’s going on in the morning, Your Majesty?”

 

“Morning? Did you say morning? Let’s see, since when is three o’clock in the afternoon morning?” 

 

“Oh, is it that time already…? I’m still not feeling well, so it’s not easy for me to get out of bed.”

 

Tamon said back brusquely and closed the door.

 

At that moment, Theo’s hand quickly grabbed the door.

 

“Let’s talk inside for a moment.”

 

“I don’t understand why you want to talk in my bedroom. I’ll take you to the parlor.”

 

“No, no, that’s not it, Tamon. I got a report that you brought something suspicious from Tanatos. I waited a long time for you to come to inform me, but you never did. That’s why I came here myself. So that’s what you brought in there, right?”

 

 “Since when did Your Majesty take such an interest in the inside of my bedroom? Excessive interest can be a burden.”

 

There was a series of confrontations between Tamon and the king at the door.

 

The king, who grabbed the door trying to enter, and Tamon, who grasped the king’s wrist without hesitation, were both stubborn as could be, and the conflict dragged on.

 

“To stand in the way of the king. It’s a call for beheading, Tamon.”

 

“It won’t work in my mansion. So why did you come here? I was going to see you today, but ……….”

 

“What did I just say? Oh, that’s right. I told you it was 3:00 p.m. If you just woke up and planned to come to the palace today, does that mean you tried to come late at night? Oh! You’re going to join my chamber, aren’t you?”

 

“No way.”

 

“The rejection was so adamant that it hurt my heart.”

 

“I’m sorry to hear that. But, when are you going to let go of the door?”

 

“Tamon, don’t you know it’s more suspicious if you’re trying to hide like this?”

 

“I have no idea what you’re talking about……..”

 

“If you have nothing to hide, let go of this hand. I’ll check it myself.”

 

“Inside is a poor woman shuddering without her clothes on. Shouldn’t a man protect his woman from shame?”

 

The king’s brow furrowed at Tamon’s straightforward answer.

 

Then she was immediately startled.

 

“No,wait a minute…… You hold women? Are you sure that’s a woman in there?”

 

She sounded more suspicious than before.

 

“I assumed you were naturally asexual……?”

 

This time Tamon gasped at the king’s words.

 

“No way. I’m more passionate and lustful than anyone else, but……….”

 

“But I’ve never met anyone before. And moreover, did you not kick out the Queen of Foucault who ran naked from the battlefield into your barracks?”

 

“Why should I embrace a crazy woman?”

 

 “But she was a very beautiful mad woman, wasn’t she?”

 

The Queen of Foucault was a woman who had had twelve lovers just because of her beauty.

 

The partners varied, but she enjoyed a free-spirited love affair with lowborn, nobles, and princes of other countries. There was even a popular belief that a man who went under her skirt would never be able to get out again.

 

“What does that matter?”

 

Such a woman made up her mind and attacked the hut of Tamon Krasis. She wore little clothes and did everything she could to tempt him, but he was not fazed.

 

The Queen of Foucault was so angry that she made a lot of noise about the Tamon being gay or asexual.

 

And the rumor spread quite convincingly.

 

Tamon didn’t know that even the king of his country, whom he had known half his life, would agree with the rumor.

 

“…… No, on top of that, the Queen ran away in shame. So I even suspected that you and Ronasso might have that kind of relationship.”

 

Tamon’s face was distorted roughly as if he had chewed a stone.

 

Chapter 7. Natasha Roanti

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Tamon kissed Roselyn gently on her white shoulder.

 

There were red traces of last night all over her shoulders, down to her neck and chest.

 

Looking at them made Tamon hungry again.

 

It was a lust of color, to be exact, but what made him hungry was little different from it.

 

“Aranrosia…”

 

Tamon mumbled the name he gave her as he stared at the sleeping Roselyn.

 

Roselyn needed a new identity.

 

Roselyn V. Sunset, the Empress of Tanatos, died in a blizzard.

 

Both her country and the Emperor had abandoned her.

 

There was absolutely no reason for Roselyn to have any attachment to that country.

 

A rotten, golden empire on the brink of defeat.

 

The current emperor was a piece of trash, but the previous emperor, who was the father of the current emperor, was no slouch.

 

If the current emperor tormented his own people, the previous emperor was a man who wielded an iron hammer and tormented the surrounding countries.

 

*Talking about the past- Gillotti’s parents*

 

Plundering, robbing, and trampling was the pleasure of his predecessor, King Gridley II.

 

The funny thing was that the 10 women he brought in from the countries he plundered, but they were all infertile.

 

However, Nircia Karar, the empress, gave birth to a son and a daughter. But the daughter died of illness, and the lone remaining child was Gillotti Tanatos.

 

The ulterior motive for bringing the princesses of the weaker countries, even if forced to do so, was because of the desire to have children even from concubines.

 

However, as the heavens abandoned him, he could not bear any more children.

 

So, he was forced to give up the throne to Gillotti, who had nothing good except his face. His victim was Roselyn.

 

It was this woman.

 

Tamon stared at the woman with a serene face, exhaling soft breaths.

 

From afar, the woman was just cold and resolute, but up close, there was a human side to her that desperately endured, crying out and throwing tantrums.

 

He chuckled and touched his shoulder, which Roselyn bit nervously before falling asleep.

 

She seemed to bite it quite hard with her teeth, but oddly enough, it didn’t hurt at all.

 

In fact, he even hoped that she would leave him more marks like this. Every nook and cranny.

 

Tamon lay down on his side and stared at Roselyn’s face as she was sleeping with one arm folded.

 

Even though he was only looking at her, he felt the heat that had made him hot to the point of exploding seemed to ignite again.

 

Tamon, as had become his habit, put his nose on her neck. A unique, sweet scent filled his sense of smell.

 

He wished that his world could be filled with only this scent.

 

Then he would feel better with every breath he took.

 

He felt like he could afford to laugh and move on.

 

“It’s weird, really.”

 

—Where in the world does this feeling of satisfaction come from?

 

He didn’t care if this woman bit him or cursed him.

 

Even if she kicked him and accused him of being a lustful maniac, it didn’t seem to matter as long as he did so in front of her.

 

Bringing this woman into his life was an impulsive decision, but it was more satisfying than any prudent decision he had ever made.

 

Sometimes his instincts were surprisingly satisfying to him.

 

Tamon kissed her shoulder once more.

 

Roselyn’s skin and the warm afternoon sun together made him feel full. 

 

“This is paradise.”

 

He moaned with satisfaction. He thought it would be nice if this moment could last forever.

 

But as soon as he thought about it, a guest arrived as if he had waited.

 

“…Oh no! Your Highness!”

 

The voice of the Commander-in-Chief echoed through the house.

 

“Your Highness?”

 

Tamon quickly stood up.

 

“Don’t pretend like you can’t hear me. It’s very clever. Who wouldn’t be Tamon Krasis’s subordinate. Oh, my.”

 

The sour voice definitely belonged to her.

 

Tamon swept his forehead with a sigh.

 

Then he put on the crumpled gown he had thrown on at random and opened the door.

 

The king of Amor, Theo Lantifu, stood at the door. (*Theo is a woman king)

 

The king did not like the hassle of having attendants.

 

She came with about five of them at the plea of her knights, but when she stormed into Tamon’s mansion, she had to let more of them go.

 

Now there were two of them following him.

 

Because that was the condition for him to be able to enter Tamon’s mansion without permission.

 

“Well, it’s nice to finally meet you!”

 

Theo chuckled and bent over with her  arm on her chest as she watched Tamon walk out of the room, her auburn hair held high in a bun.

 

The king greeted Tamon in a posture of the nobles when they met a king.

 

“Finally, this humble king is able to meet his beloved and respected foreign minister.”

 

“What’s going on in the morning, Your Majesty?”

 

“Morning? Did you say morning? Let’s see, since when is three o’clock in the afternoon morning?” 

 

“Oh, is it that time already…? I’m still not feeling well, so it’s not easy for me to get out of bed.”

 

Tamon said back brusquely and closed the door.

 

At that moment, Theo’s hand quickly grabbed the door.

 

“Let’s talk inside for a moment.”

 

“I don’t understand why you want to talk in my bedroom. I’ll take you to the parlor.”

 

“No, no, that’s not it, Tamon. I got a report that you brought something suspicious from Tanatos. I waited a long time for you to come to inform me, but you never did. That’s why I came here myself. So that’s what you brought in there, right?”

 

 “Since when did Your Majesty take such an interest in the inside of my bedroom? Excessive interest can be a burden.”

 

There was a series of confrontations between Tamon and the king at the door.

 

The king, who grabbed the door trying to enter, and Tamon, who grasped the king’s wrist without hesitation, were both stubborn as could be, and the conflict dragged on.

 

“To stand in the way of the king. It’s a call for beheading, Tamon.”

 

“It won’t work in my mansion. So why did you come here? I was going to see you today, but ……….”

 

“What did I just say? Oh, that’s right. I told you it was 3:00 p.m. If you just woke up and planned to come to the palace today, does that mean you tried to come late at night? Oh! You’re going to join my chamber, aren’t you?”

 

“No way.”

 

“The rejection was so adamant that it hurt my heart.”

 

“I’m sorry to hear that. But, when are you going to let go of the door?”

 

“Tamon, don’t you know it’s more suspicious if you’re trying to hide like this?”

 

“I have no idea what you’re talking about……..”

 

“If you have nothing to hide, let go of this hand. I’ll check it myself.”

 

“Inside is a poor woman shuddering without her clothes on. Shouldn’t a man protect his woman from shame?”

 

The king’s brow furrowed at Tamon’s straightforward answer.

 

Then she was immediately startled.

 

“No,wait a minute…… You hold women? Are you sure that’s a woman in there?”

 

She sounded more suspicious than before.

 

“I assumed you were naturally asexual……?”

 

This time Tamon gasped at the king’s words.

 

“No way. I’m more passionate and lustful than anyone else, but……….”

 

“But I’ve never met anyone before. And moreover, did you not kick out the Queen of Foucault who ran naked from the battlefield into your barracks?”

 

“Why should I embrace a crazy woman?”

 

 “But she was a very beautiful mad woman, wasn’t she?”

 

The Queen of Foucault was a woman who had had twelve lovers just because of her beauty.

 

The partners varied, but she enjoyed a free-spirited love affair with lowborn, nobles, and princes of other countries. There was even a popular belief that a man who went under her skirt would never be able to get out again.

 

“What does that matter?”

 

Such a woman made up her mind and attacked the hut of Tamon Krasis. She wore little clothes and did everything she could to tempt him, but he was not fazed.

 

The Queen of Foucault was so angry that she made a lot of noise about the Tamon being gay or asexual.

 

And the rumor spread quite convincingly.

 

Tamon didn’t know that even the king of his country, whom he had known half his life, would agree with the rumor.

 

“…… No, on top of that, the Queen ran away in shame. So I even suspected that you and Ronasso might have that kind of relationship.”

 

Tamon’s face was distorted roughly as if he had chewed a stone.

 

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Tamon kissed Roselyn gently on her white shoulder.

 

There were red traces of last night all over her shoulders, down to her neck and chest.

 

Looking at them made Tamon hungry again.

 

It was a lust of color, to be exact, but what made him hungry was little different from it.

 

“Aranrosia…”

 

Tamon mumbled the name he gave her as he stared at the sleeping Roselyn.

 

Roselyn needed a new identity.

 

Roselyn V. Sunset, the Empress of Tanatos, died in a blizzard.

 

Both her country and the Emperor had abandoned her.

 

There was absolutely no reason for Roselyn to have any attachment to that country.

 

A rotten, golden empire on the brink of defeat.

 

The current emperor was a piece of trash, but the previous emperor, who was the father of the current emperor, was no slouch.

 

If the current emperor tormented his own people, the previous emperor was a man who wielded an iron hammer and tormented the surrounding countries.

 

*Talking about the past- Gillotti’s parents*

 

Plundering, robbing, and trampling was the pleasure of his predecessor, King Gridley II.

 

The funny thing was that the 10 women he brought in from the countries he plundered, but they were all infertile.

 

However, Nircia Karar, the empress, gave birth to a son and a daughter. But the daughter died of illness, and the lone remaining child was Gillotti Tanatos.

 

The ulterior motive for bringing the princesses of the weaker countries, even if forced to do so, was because of the desire to have children even from concubines.

 

However, as the heavens abandoned him, he could not bear any more children.

 

So, he was forced to give up the throne to Gillotti, who had nothing good except his face. His victim was Roselyn.

 

It was this woman.

 

Tamon stared at the woman with a serene face, exhaling soft breaths.

 

From afar, the woman was just cold and resolute, but up close, there was a human side to her that desperately endured, crying out and throwing tantrums.

 

He chuckled and touched his shoulder, which Roselyn bit nervously before falling asleep.

 

She seemed to bite it quite hard with her teeth, but oddly enough, it didn’t hurt at all.

 

In fact, he even hoped that she would leave him more marks like this. Every nook and cranny.

 

Tamon lay down on his side and stared at Roselyn’s face as she was sleeping with one arm folded.

 

Even though he was only looking at her, he felt the heat that had made him hot to the point of exploding seemed to ignite again.

 

Tamon, as had become his habit, put his nose on her neck. A unique, sweet scent filled his sense of smell.

 

He wished that his world could be filled with only this scent.

 

Then he would feel better with every breath he took.

 

He felt like he could afford to laugh and move on.

 

“It’s weird, really.”

 

—Where in the world does this feeling of satisfaction come from?

 

He didn’t care if this woman bit him or cursed him.

 

Even if she kicked him and accused him of being a lustful maniac, it didn’t seem to matter as long as he did so in front of her.

 

Bringing this woman into his life was an impulsive decision, but it was more satisfying than any prudent decision he had ever made.

 

Sometimes his instincts were surprisingly satisfying to him.

 

Tamon kissed her shoulder once more.

 

Roselyn’s skin and the warm afternoon sun together made him feel full. 

 

“This is paradise.”

 

He moaned with satisfaction. He thought it would be nice if this moment could last forever.

 

But as soon as he thought about it, a guest arrived as if he had waited.

 

“…Oh no! Your Highness!”

 

The voice of the Commander-in-Chief echoed through the house.

 

“Your Highness?”

 

Tamon quickly stood up.

 

“Don’t pretend like you can’t hear me. It’s very clever. Who wouldn’t be Tamon Krasis’s subordinate. Oh, my.”

 

The sour voice definitely belonged to her.

 

Tamon swept his forehead with a sigh.

 

Then he put on the crumpled gown he had thrown on at random and opened the door.

 

The king of Amor, Theo Lantifu, stood at the door. (*Theo is a woman king)

 

The king did not like the hassle of having attendants.

 

She came with about five of them at the plea of her knights, but when she stormed into Tamon’s mansion, she had to let more of them go.

 

Now there were two of them following him.

 

Because that was the condition for him to be able to enter Tamon’s mansion without permission.

 

“Well, it’s nice to finally meet you!”

 

Theo chuckled and bent over with her  arm on her chest as she watched Tamon walk out of the room, her auburn hair held high in a bun.

 

The king greeted Tamon in a posture of the nobles when they met a king.

 

“Finally, this humble king is able to meet his beloved and respected foreign minister.”

 

“What’s going on in the morning, Your Majesty?”

 

“Morning? Did you say morning? Let’s see, since when is three o’clock in the afternoon morning?” 

 

“Oh, is it that time already…? I’m still not feeling well, so it’s not easy for me to get out of bed.”

 

Tamon said back brusquely and closed the door.

 

At that moment, Theo’s hand quickly grabbed the door.

 

“Let’s talk inside for a moment.”

 

“I don’t understand why you want to talk in my bedroom. I’ll take you to the parlor.”

 

“No, no, that’s not it, Tamon. I got a report that you brought something suspicious from Tanatos. I waited a long time for you to come to inform me, but you never did. That’s why I came here myself. So that’s what you brought in there, right?”

 

 “Since when did Your Majesty take such an interest in the inside of my bedroom? Excessive interest can be a burden.”

 

There was a series of confrontations between Tamon and the king at the door.

 

The king, who grabbed the door trying to enter, and Tamon, who grasped the king’s wrist without hesitation, were both stubborn as could be, and the conflict dragged on.

 

“To stand in the way of the king. It’s a call for beheading, Tamon.”

 

“It won’t work in my mansion. So why did you come here? I was going to see you today, but ……….”

 

“What did I just say? Oh, that’s right. I told you it was 3:00 p.m. If you just woke up and planned to come to the palace today, does that mean you tried to come late at night? Oh! You’re going to join my chamber, aren’t you?”

 

“No way.”

 

“The rejection was so adamant that it hurt my heart.”

 

“I’m sorry to hear that. But, when are you going to let go of the door?”

 

“Tamon, don’t you know it’s more suspicious if you’re trying to hide like this?”

 

“I have no idea what you’re talking about……..”

 

“If you have nothing to hide, let go of this hand. I’ll check it myself.”

 

“Inside is a poor woman shuddering without her clothes on. Shouldn’t a man protect his woman from shame?”

 

The king’s brow furrowed at Tamon’s straightforward answer.

 

Then she was immediately startled.

 

“No,wait a minute…… You hold women? Are you sure that’s a woman in there?”

 

She sounded more suspicious than before.

 

“I assumed you were naturally asexual……?”

 

This time Tamon gasped at the king’s words.

 

“No way. I’m more passionate and lustful than anyone else, but……….”

 

“But I’ve never met anyone before. And moreover, did you not kick out the Queen of Foucault who ran naked from the battlefield into your barracks?”

 

“Why should I embrace a crazy woman?”

 

 “But she was a very beautiful mad woman, wasn’t she?”

 

The Queen of Foucault was a woman who had had twelve lovers just because of her beauty.

 

The partners varied, but she enjoyed a free-spirited love affair with lowborn, nobles, and princes of other countries. There was even a popular belief that a man who went under her skirt would never be able to get out again.

 

“What does that matter?”

 

Such a woman made up her mind and attacked the hut of Tamon Krasis. She wore little clothes and did everything she could to tempt him, but he was not fazed.

 

The Queen of Foucault was so angry that she made a lot of noise about the Tamon being gay or asexual.

 

And the rumor spread quite convincingly.

 

Tamon didn’t know that even the king of his country, whom he had known half his life, would agree with the rumor.

 

“…… No, on top of that, the Queen ran away in shame. So I even suspected that you and Ronasso might have that kind of relationship.”

 

Tamon’s face was distorted roughly as if he had chewed a stone.

 

Chapter 9. Are you throwing yourself away?

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Tamon kissed Roselyn gently on her white shoulder.

 

There were red traces of last night all over her shoulders, down to her neck and chest.

 

Looking at them made Tamon hungry again.

 

It was a lust of color, to be exact, but what made him hungry was little different from it.

 

“Aranrosia…”

 

Tamon mumbled the name he gave her as he stared at the sleeping Roselyn.

 

Roselyn needed a new identity.

 

Roselyn V. Sunset, the Empress of Tanatos, died in a blizzard.

 

Both her country and the Emperor had abandoned her.

 

There was absolutely no reason for Roselyn to have any attachment to that country.

 

A rotten, golden empire on the brink of defeat.

 

The current emperor was a piece of trash, but the previous emperor, who was the father of the current emperor, was no slouch.

 

If the current emperor tormented his own people, the previous emperor was a man who wielded an iron hammer and tormented the surrounding countries.

 

*Talking about the past- Gillotti’s parents*

 

Plundering, robbing, and trampling was the pleasure of his predecessor, King Gridley II.

 

The funny thing was that the 10 women he brought in from the countries he plundered, but they were all infertile.

 

However, Nircia Karar, the empress, gave birth to a son and a daughter. But the daughter died of illness, and the lone remaining child was Gillotti Tanatos.

 

The ulterior motive for bringing the princesses of the weaker countries, even if forced to do so, was because of the desire to have children even from concubines.

 

However, as the heavens abandoned him, he could not bear any more children.

 

So, he was forced to give up the throne to Gillotti, who had nothing good except his face. His victim was Roselyn.

 

It was this woman.

 

Tamon stared at the woman with a serene face, exhaling soft breaths.

 

From afar, the woman was just cold and resolute, but up close, there was a human side to her that desperately endured, crying out and throwing tantrums.

 

He chuckled and touched his shoulder, which Roselyn bit nervously before falling asleep.

 

She seemed to bite it quite hard with her teeth, but oddly enough, it didn’t hurt at all.

 

In fact, he even hoped that she would leave him more marks like this. Every nook and cranny.

 

Tamon lay down on his side and stared at Roselyn’s face as she was sleeping with one arm folded.

 

Even though he was only looking at her, he felt the heat that had made him hot to the point of exploding seemed to ignite again.

 

Tamon, as had become his habit, put his nose on her neck. A unique, sweet scent filled his sense of smell.

 

He wished that his world could be filled with only this scent.

 

Then he would feel better with every breath he took.

 

He felt like he could afford to laugh and move on.

 

“It’s weird, really.”

 

—Where in the world does this feeling of satisfaction come from?

 

He didn’t care if this woman bit him or cursed him.

 

Even if she kicked him and accused him of being a lustful maniac, it didn’t seem to matter as long as he did so in front of her.

 

Bringing this woman into his life was an impulsive decision, but it was more satisfying than any prudent decision he had ever made.

 

Sometimes his instincts were surprisingly satisfying to him.

 

Tamon kissed her shoulder once more.

 

Roselyn’s skin and the warm afternoon sun together made him feel full. 

 

“This is paradise.”

 

He moaned with satisfaction. He thought it would be nice if this moment could last forever.

 

But as soon as he thought about it, a guest arrived as if he had waited.

 

“…Oh no! Your Highness!”

 

The voice of the Commander-in-Chief echoed through the house.

 

“Your Highness?”

 

Tamon quickly stood up.

 

“Don’t pretend like you can’t hear me. It’s very clever. Who wouldn’t be Tamon Krasis’s subordinate. Oh, my.”

 

The sour voice definitely belonged to her.

 

Tamon swept his forehead with a sigh.

 

Then he put on the crumpled gown he had thrown on at random and opened the door.

 

The king of Amor, Theo Lantifu, stood at the door. (*Theo is a woman king)

 

The king did not like the hassle of having attendants.

 

She came with about five of them at the plea of her knights, but when she stormed into Tamon’s mansion, she had to let more of them go.

 

Now there were two of them following him.

 

Because that was the condition for him to be able to enter Tamon’s mansion without permission.

 

“Well, it’s nice to finally meet you!”

 

Theo chuckled and bent over with her  arm on her chest as she watched Tamon walk out of the room, her auburn hair held high in a bun.

 

The king greeted Tamon in a posture of the nobles when they met a king.

 

“Finally, this humble king is able to meet his beloved and respected foreign minister.”

 

“What’s going on in the morning, Your Majesty?”

 

“Morning? Did you say morning? Let’s see, since when is three o’clock in the afternoon morning?” 

 

“Oh, is it that time already…? I’m still not feeling well, so it’s not easy for me to get out of bed.”

 

Tamon said back brusquely and closed the door.

 

At that moment, Theo’s hand quickly grabbed the door.

 

“Let’s talk inside for a moment.”

 

“I don’t understand why you want to talk in my bedroom. I’ll take you to the parlor.”

 

“No, no, that’s not it, Tamon. I got a report that you brought something suspicious from Tanatos. I waited a long time for you to come to inform me, but you never did. That’s why I came here myself. So that’s what you brought in there, right?”

 

 “Since when did Your Majesty take such an interest in the inside of my bedroom? Excessive interest can be a burden.”

 

There was a series of confrontations between Tamon and the king at the door.

 

The king, who grabbed the door trying to enter, and Tamon, who grasped the king’s wrist without hesitation, were both stubborn as could be, and the conflict dragged on.

 

“To stand in the way of the king. It’s a call for beheading, Tamon.”

 

“It won’t work in my mansion. So why did you come here? I was going to see you today, but ……….”

 

“What did I just say? Oh, that’s right. I told you it was 3:00 p.m. If you just woke up and planned to come to the palace today, does that mean you tried to come late at night? Oh! You’re going to join my chamber, aren’t you?”

 

“No way.”

 

“The rejection was so adamant that it hurt my heart.”

 

“I’m sorry to hear that. But, when are you going to let go of the door?”

 

“Tamon, don’t you know it’s more suspicious if you’re trying to hide like this?”

 

“I have no idea what you’re talking about……..”

 

“If you have nothing to hide, let go of this hand. I’ll check it myself.”

 

“Inside is a poor woman shuddering without her clothes on. Shouldn’t a man protect his woman from shame?”

 

The king’s brow furrowed at Tamon’s straightforward answer.

 

Then she was immediately startled.

 

“No,wait a minute…… You hold women? Are you sure that’s a woman in there?”

 

She sounded more suspicious than before.

 

“I assumed you were naturally asexual……?”

 

This time Tamon gasped at the king’s words.

 

“No way. I’m more passionate and lustful than anyone else, but……….”

 

“But I’ve never met anyone before. And moreover, did you not kick out the Queen of Foucault who ran naked from the battlefield into your barracks?”

 

“Why should I embrace a crazy woman?”

 

 “But she was a very beautiful mad woman, wasn’t she?”

 

The Queen of Foucault was a woman who had had twelve lovers just because of her beauty.

 

The partners varied, but she enjoyed a free-spirited love affair with lowborn, nobles, and princes of other countries. There was even a popular belief that a man who went under her skirt would never be able to get out again.

 

“What does that matter?”

 

Such a woman made up her mind and attacked the hut of Tamon Krasis. She wore little clothes and did everything she could to tempt him, but he was not fazed.

 

The Queen of Foucault was so angry that she made a lot of noise about the Tamon being gay or asexual.

 

And the rumor spread quite convincingly.

 

Tamon didn’t know that even the king of his country, whom he had known half his life, would agree with the rumor.

 

“…… No, on top of that, the Queen ran away in shame. So I even suspected that you and Ronasso might have that kind of relationship.”

 

Tamon’s face was distorted roughly as if he had chewed a stone.

 

Chapter 10. Why did this woman...?