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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
  • 166. Chapter 166. Clash Of Life And Death
  • 167. Chapter 167. Collect
  • 168. Chapter 168. The Banquet Is Over
  • 169. Chapter 169. A World Without The Power Of God
  • 170. Chapter 170. Thorny Hedge
  • 171. Chapter 171. It Was The Night When Winter Ended
  • 172. Chapter 172. Side Story 1 - The World Has Been Turned Upside Down
  • 173. Chapter 173. Side Story 2 - Death In The Dark
  • 174. Chapter 174. Side Story 3 - Monstein
  • 175. Chapter 175. Side Story 4. Tamon's Happiness
  • 176. Chapter 176. Side Story 5. Very Sweet And Tender
  • 177. Chapter 177. Side Story 6. Methods Of Persuasion
  • 178. Chapter 178. Side Story 7. A Night Full Of Peach Scent
  • 179. Chapter 179. Side Story 8. Desired Asha
  • 180. Chapter 180. Side Story 9. Unexpected Fit
  • 181. Chapter 181. Side Story 10. Return
  • 182. Chapter 182. Side Story 11. All Is Well
  • 183. Chapter 183. Side Story 12. Amazing News
  • 184. Chapter 184. Side Story 13. A Very Cute Dream
  • 185. Chapter 185. Side Story 14. What Kind Of Bullsh*t Is This?
  • 186. Chapter 186. Side Story 15. What Will Turn The World Upside Down
  • 187. Chapter 187. Side Story 16. Suspicious Meeting
  • 188. Chapter 188. Side Story 17. Find Me
  • 189. Chapter 189. Side Story 18. You Just Have To Enjoy It
  • 190. Chapter 190. Side Story 19. Time To Become A Family
  • 191. Chapter 191. Side Story 20. Omen
  • 192. Chapter 192. Side Story 21. Became A Family (End)

Chapter 1. Kill the Empress

 

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Whoosh!

 

A squall passed by in a brief blur.

 

A sound that he couldn’t tell if it was wind or rain covered the area around Tamon’s mansion.

 

It sounded so desolate that if you listened for a moment, it sounded like a woman crying.

 

Walking down the corridor, Tamon looked out the window at the pitch black emptiness of the sky.

 

He had heard the sound of such a cold wind sometime before.

 

It was even rougher than this, the sound of Tanatos’ harsh snow wind.

 

Was it already three years ago?

 

It was so deafening that he really thought someone was crying.

 

Of course, he wasn’t the type to be bothered by any noblewoman crying in the corner.

 

 Rather, he hurried, fearing that someone would catch him.

 

Trying to avoid the nobles, he came across a group of lovers enjoying a secret meeting. 

 

He came into the wrong path, pretending not to see them and getting out of the way.

 

Tamon stepped into a deep place in the main palace.

 

He was trying to get out of there as quickly as possible but he caught a glimpse of silver hair.

 

Of all places, that sound coincided with the afterimage of silver hair.

 

He wondered if it was the sound of her crying.

 

The new Empress of Tanatos.

 

The woman who was forced into the position of empress when the previous emperor died and his only rambunctious son became emperor.

 

A hint of curiosity led him to her.

 

Someone was standing on the secret terrace, a short distance from the banquet hall.

 

His guess was right. It was her.

 

Empress of Tanatos, standing staring up at the sky with fallen snow.

 

She looked at the snowy sky for a while. He could see her red, frozen face.

 

He thought she was crying, but that voice wasn’t crying, it was singing.

 

The humming was a traditional Tanatos song that he had never heard before.

 

The light melody that children would sing echoed quietly through the thin voice.

 

For some reason, Tamon couldn’t take his eyes off the figure in front of him.

 

The woman standing next to the emperor was like a cold, hard piece of ice, whereas the woman standing alone, with everyone behind, was like a snowman standing in the sun.

 

Like a snowman slowly melting in the sunlight, dangerous and lovely.

 

“Lovely?”

 

It was too personal a sentiment to hold for an empress of another country.

 

Tamon gave a faint laugh and turned to leave.

 

“Charlotte, could you pass me my drink that I put there?”

 

But a gentle voice, one he had never heard before, politely echoed in her voice.

 

“…”

 

If it was a nobleman’s courtesy, he had to show his presence and shed his voice so that she would not mistake him for others.

 

But Tamon couldn’t do that.

 

Instead, with a slightly more careful hand, he handed her her drink.

 

Perhaps it was because it was dark, or perhaps it was because she didn’t expect another person to be there of course.

 

She just gently tilted her head to the side and said thank you.

 

From the lukewarm, mumbled last pronunciation, it seemed that she was already a little drunk.

 

Roselyn, who was sipping a strong drink of ice, suddenly smiled.

 

“By the way, for what it’s worth, the person really seems to have lost his mind.”

 

“…”

 

“How dare he try to take the Garolf Mine back from this country? His Majesty is also terrible. How could he be so enchanted by crystal salt?… I told him that that mine has a high potential future value.”

 

Tamon listened to her words silently, his eyes narrowing in amusement.

 

The Garolf mine was part of the mountain range east of Tanatos that he had tried to secretly pull out of the meeting today morning.

 

So the person the Empress’s mentioned as ‘a lunatic’ was probably referring to him.

 

‘I thought you didn’t care. You seem to think I’m crazy.’

 

Despite the feeling that he had to turn his back, his steps were heavy.

 

There were constant warnings that he had to sneak out, but Tamon just stood there, pretending not to hear a glimmer.

 

Oh, this was all that woman’s fault.

 

It was that woman’s fault that he was hiding so vulnerably in her own castle, in her own secret place.

 

‘Yes, I have to be more careful.’

 

Wasn’t this the time when delegations from various countries were coming and going?

 

Unlike her cold and calm appearance, she seemed to have a bit of a defenseless side.

 

But she built such a wall of ice in the morning meeting.

 

“Disapproved. It is Tanatos’ law that the emperor alone cannot dispose of the imperial property placed on the books. Since I, the Empress, do not approve of this transaction, this contract is not officially valid. Also, if you try to handle things this way again in a meeting without me, I will be out of all future meetings with Amor.”

 

The upright neck and cold purple eyes.

 

It was Tamon who encountered dozens and hundreds of nobles as he clashed with the many nations.

 

The new Empress of Tanatos was neither the best of them, nor the most perfect of monarchs. But there was something about her that chilled people’s hearts.

 

But….

 

“Charlotte, do you know? It is said that when the full moon is large and the snowflakes fall, the souls come down during the snowfall.”

 

She said as she reached for the scattering snowflakes.

 

“Today’s the anniversary of my grandfather’s death. Oh my grandfather….. I wonder if he’s here.”

 

Tamon never knew a woman who looked so cold could be so vulnerable when no one was around.

 

“I wanted to say at least once that I should have listened to my grandfather, but…When will he come…?”

 

He wanted to keep an eye on her for a little longer, but he had to hide himself as the presence of people approached.

 

He had no further contact with the Empress after that.

 

Aside from running into each other, they had never spoken in private.

 

Neither of them had ever looked at the other with any kind of fondness.

 

And yet, Tamon kept staring at her.

 

He was fascinated by her all the time. There were times when he deliberately tried to get her attention, but still without any success, he started to look at her again.

 

Sometimes he admired her, sometimes he felt sorry for her……………

 

Sometimes he wanted to reach out to her like crazy, and sometimes he tried to run away, saying he was sick of it, but eventually he stared at her again.

 

She was another man’s wife, the Empress of an enemy country.

 

He consoled himself that he was no more than interested, but maybe he was already then………

 

“…”

 

Tamon stopped in front of the door to Roselyn’s room.

 

Her voice had been hovering in his ear a few days ago as he stood still, holding the door.

 

“Why do I have to mix my body with yours all the time? The life force is ……. There doesn’t seem to be any need for it.”

 

He kissed her ankles in his spare time.

 

The ankles were not the only place his lips touched.

 

He left traces of himself everywhere his gaze reached.

 

It was the marks of Tamon’s lust, but it was also an act to push his life force into her, who still hadn’t recovered her strength….

 

The desire stirred him.

 

It urged him to bring every excuse he had on his behalf to hold her.

 

Need? That’s what she said because she didn’t know.

 

Tamon needed her every moment.

 

His re-stabilized body wanted her more than ever before, and even the sight of Roselyn’s red lips tormented him with a burning thirst.

 

So he really needed her every moment.

 

He was in desperate need of her.

 

If he could, he didn’t want to remove Roselyn from his body.

 

No, he didn’t want to get out of her forever. 

 

“But my upright Majesty (Roselyn) will not understand………….”

 

Smirking, Tamon took out his dagger.

 

He had struggled for several days to prepare for his departure, but simply holding her and sleeping with her was not enough.

 

With a disinterested glance, he cut his arm with the dagger.

 

It was not enough to bleed just a little.

 

To buy Roselyn’s peace of mind, to get her off her guard, this slight cut would have to be ……

 

The sharp edge of the blade made a long, deep gash from the inside of his elbow to his wrist.

 

“My lord….”

 

“Stay away.”

 

The dark sliver of shadow guarding Tamon came into view in a panic at his action of wounding himself.

 

Tamon stopped the approaching shadow.

 

Hesitantly, the shadow silently hid itself in the darkness.

 

Tamon put a little more strength into the hand that held his dagger. The wound became deeper. The weight of the blood dripping down was getting heavier.

 

He roughly wrapped his handkerchief around the wound and threw the knife he was holding into the dark.

 

“Take care of it.”

 

The darkness shook briefly, and Tamon opened the door with one hand, his handkerchief stained red.

 

Roselyn’s panicked gaze fell on him as he approached.

 

“What’s wrong with your arms..….”

 

 “Surprise attack, an assassin.”

 

“…What?”

 

“I bled out too much. I’m dizzy.”

 

‘Shameless.’

 

Tamon inwardly complained to himself, but on the surface he sighed as he walked up to her, holding out his arms.

 

Her panicked purple eyes were adorable.

 

He had the feeling that maybe he really was a crazy person.

 

How could he possibly try get this woman’s attention every moment?

 

How and why is he so crazy when the person in question does not have a single intention to do so?

 

“Heal me…..”

 

Looking up at him, Roselyn approached him with a sigh.

 

Looking at her as she approached, he had the feeling that living madly wasn’t so bad.

 

If Roselyn was crazy enough that she wasn’t afraid of him, if she was crazy enough that she didn’t know about his own madness……………

 

Would that be okay?

Chapter 2. Tanatos’s cripple Empress

 

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Whoosh!

 

A squall passed by in a brief blur.

 

A sound that he couldn’t tell if it was wind or rain covered the area around Tamon’s mansion.

 

It sounded so desolate that if you listened for a moment, it sounded like a woman crying.

 

Walking down the corridor, Tamon looked out the window at the pitch black emptiness of the sky.

 

He had heard the sound of such a cold wind sometime before.

 

It was even rougher than this, the sound of Tanatos’ harsh snow wind.

 

Was it already three years ago?

 

It was so deafening that he really thought someone was crying.

 

Of course, he wasn’t the type to be bothered by any noblewoman crying in the corner.

 

 Rather, he hurried, fearing that someone would catch him.

 

Trying to avoid the nobles, he came across a group of lovers enjoying a secret meeting. 

 

He came into the wrong path, pretending not to see them and getting out of the way.

 

Tamon stepped into a deep place in the main palace.

 

He was trying to get out of there as quickly as possible but he caught a glimpse of silver hair.

 

Of all places, that sound coincided with the afterimage of silver hair.

 

He wondered if it was the sound of her crying.

 

The new Empress of Tanatos.

 

The woman who was forced into the position of empress when the previous emperor died and his only rambunctious son became emperor.

 

A hint of curiosity led him to her.

 

Someone was standing on the secret terrace, a short distance from the banquet hall.

 

His guess was right. It was her.

 

Empress of Tanatos, standing staring up at the sky with fallen snow.

 

She looked at the snowy sky for a while. He could see her red, frozen face.

 

He thought she was crying, but that voice wasn’t crying, it was singing.

 

The humming was a traditional Tanatos song that he had never heard before.

 

The light melody that children would sing echoed quietly through the thin voice.

 

For some reason, Tamon couldn’t take his eyes off the figure in front of him.

 

The woman standing next to the emperor was like a cold, hard piece of ice, whereas the woman standing alone, with everyone behind, was like a snowman standing in the sun.

 

Like a snowman slowly melting in the sunlight, dangerous and lovely.

 

“Lovely?”

 

It was too personal a sentiment to hold for an empress of another country.

 

Tamon gave a faint laugh and turned to leave.

 

“Charlotte, could you pass me my drink that I put there?”

 

But a gentle voice, one he had never heard before, politely echoed in her voice.

 

“…”

 

If it was a nobleman’s courtesy, he had to show his presence and shed his voice so that she would not mistake him for others.

 

But Tamon couldn’t do that.

 

Instead, with a slightly more careful hand, he handed her her drink.

 

Perhaps it was because it was dark, or perhaps it was because she didn’t expect another person to be there of course.

 

She just gently tilted her head to the side and said thank you.

 

From the lukewarm, mumbled last pronunciation, it seemed that she was already a little drunk.

 

Roselyn, who was sipping a strong drink of ice, suddenly smiled.

 

“By the way, for what it’s worth, the person really seems to have lost his mind.”

 

“…”

 

“How dare he try to take the Garolf Mine back from this country? His Majesty is also terrible. How could he be so enchanted by crystal salt?… I told him that that mine has a high potential future value.”

 

Tamon listened to her words silently, his eyes narrowing in amusement.

 

The Garolf mine was part of the mountain range east of Tanatos that he had tried to secretly pull out of the meeting today morning.

 

So the person the Empress’s mentioned as ‘a lunatic’ was probably referring to him.

 

‘I thought you didn’t care. You seem to think I’m crazy.’

 

Despite the feeling that he had to turn his back, his steps were heavy.

 

There were constant warnings that he had to sneak out, but Tamon just stood there, pretending not to hear a glimmer.

 

Oh, this was all that woman’s fault.

 

It was that woman’s fault that he was hiding so vulnerably in her own castle, in her own secret place.

 

‘Yes, I have to be more careful.’

 

Wasn’t this the time when delegations from various countries were coming and going?

 

Unlike her cold and calm appearance, she seemed to have a bit of a defenseless side.

 

But she built such a wall of ice in the morning meeting.

 

“Disapproved. It is Tanatos’ law that the emperor alone cannot dispose of the imperial property placed on the books. Since I, the Empress, do not approve of this transaction, this contract is not officially valid. Also, if you try to handle things this way again in a meeting without me, I will be out of all future meetings with Amor.”

 

The upright neck and cold purple eyes.

 

It was Tamon who encountered dozens and hundreds of nobles as he clashed with the many nations.

 

The new Empress of Tanatos was neither the best of them, nor the most perfect of monarchs. But there was something about her that chilled people’s hearts.

 

But….

 

“Charlotte, do you know? It is said that when the full moon is large and the snowflakes fall, the souls come down during the snowfall.”

 

She said as she reached for the scattering snowflakes.

 

“Today’s the anniversary of my grandfather’s death. Oh my grandfather….. I wonder if he’s here.”

 

Tamon never knew a woman who looked so cold could be so vulnerable when no one was around.

 

“I wanted to say at least once that I should have listened to my grandfather, but…When will he come…?”

 

He wanted to keep an eye on her for a little longer, but he had to hide himself as the presence of people approached.

 

He had no further contact with the Empress after that.

 

Aside from running into each other, they had never spoken in private.

 

Neither of them had ever looked at the other with any kind of fondness.

 

And yet, Tamon kept staring at her.

 

He was fascinated by her all the time. There were times when he deliberately tried to get her attention, but still without any success, he started to look at her again.

 

Sometimes he admired her, sometimes he felt sorry for her……………

 

Sometimes he wanted to reach out to her like crazy, and sometimes he tried to run away, saying he was sick of it, but eventually he stared at her again.

 

She was another man’s wife, the Empress of an enemy country.

 

He consoled himself that he was no more than interested, but maybe he was already then………

 

“…”

 

Tamon stopped in front of the door to Roselyn’s room.

 

Her voice had been hovering in his ear a few days ago as he stood still, holding the door.

 

“Why do I have to mix my body with yours all the time? The life force is ……. There doesn’t seem to be any need for it.”

 

He kissed her ankles in his spare time.

 

The ankles were not the only place his lips touched.

 

He left traces of himself everywhere his gaze reached.

 

It was the marks of Tamon’s lust, but it was also an act to push his life force into her, who still hadn’t recovered her strength….

 

The desire stirred him.

 

It urged him to bring every excuse he had on his behalf to hold her.

 

Need? That’s what she said because she didn’t know.

 

Tamon needed her every moment.

 

His re-stabilized body wanted her more than ever before, and even the sight of Roselyn’s red lips tormented him with a burning thirst.

 

So he really needed her every moment.

 

He was in desperate need of her.

 

If he could, he didn’t want to remove Roselyn from his body.

 

No, he didn’t want to get out of her forever. 

 

“But my upright Majesty (Roselyn) will not understand………….”

 

Smirking, Tamon took out his dagger.

 

He had struggled for several days to prepare for his departure, but simply holding her and sleeping with her was not enough.

 

With a disinterested glance, he cut his arm with the dagger.

 

It was not enough to bleed just a little.

 

To buy Roselyn’s peace of mind, to get her off her guard, this slight cut would have to be ……

 

The sharp edge of the blade made a long, deep gash from the inside of his elbow to his wrist.

 

“My lord….”

 

“Stay away.”

 

The dark sliver of shadow guarding Tamon came into view in a panic at his action of wounding himself.

 

Tamon stopped the approaching shadow.

 

Hesitantly, the shadow silently hid itself in the darkness.

 

Tamon put a little more strength into the hand that held his dagger. The wound became deeper. The weight of the blood dripping down was getting heavier.

 

He roughly wrapped his handkerchief around the wound and threw the knife he was holding into the dark.

 

“Take care of it.”

 

The darkness shook briefly, and Tamon opened the door with one hand, his handkerchief stained red.

 

Roselyn’s panicked gaze fell on him as he approached.

 

“What’s wrong with your arms..….”

 

 “Surprise attack, an assassin.”

 

“…What?”

 

“I bled out too much. I’m dizzy.”

 

‘Shameless.’

 

Tamon inwardly complained to himself, but on the surface he sighed as he walked up to her, holding out his arms.

 

Her panicked purple eyes were adorable.

 

He had the feeling that maybe he really was a crazy person.

 

How could he possibly try get this woman’s attention every moment?

 

How and why is he so crazy when the person in question does not have a single intention to do so?

 

“Heal me…..”

 

Looking up at him, Roselyn approached him with a sigh.

 

Looking at her as she approached, he had the feeling that living madly wasn’t so bad.

 

If Roselyn was crazy enough that she wasn’t afraid of him, if she was crazy enough that she didn’t know about his own madness……………

 

Would that be okay?

Chapter 3. She's really here

 

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Whoosh!

 

A squall passed by in a brief blur.

 

A sound that he couldn’t tell if it was wind or rain covered the area around Tamon’s mansion.

 

It sounded so desolate that if you listened for a moment, it sounded like a woman crying.

 

Walking down the corridor, Tamon looked out the window at the pitch black emptiness of the sky.

 

He had heard the sound of such a cold wind sometime before.

 

It was even rougher than this, the sound of Tanatos’ harsh snow wind.

 

Was it already three years ago?

 

It was so deafening that he really thought someone was crying.

 

Of course, he wasn’t the type to be bothered by any noblewoman crying in the corner.

 

 Rather, he hurried, fearing that someone would catch him.

 

Trying to avoid the nobles, he came across a group of lovers enjoying a secret meeting. 

 

He came into the wrong path, pretending not to see them and getting out of the way.

 

Tamon stepped into a deep place in the main palace.

 

He was trying to get out of there as quickly as possible but he caught a glimpse of silver hair.

 

Of all places, that sound coincided with the afterimage of silver hair.

 

He wondered if it was the sound of her crying.

 

The new Empress of Tanatos.

 

The woman who was forced into the position of empress when the previous emperor died and his only rambunctious son became emperor.

 

A hint of curiosity led him to her.

 

Someone was standing on the secret terrace, a short distance from the banquet hall.

 

His guess was right. It was her.

 

Empress of Tanatos, standing staring up at the sky with fallen snow.

 

She looked at the snowy sky for a while. He could see her red, frozen face.

 

He thought she was crying, but that voice wasn’t crying, it was singing.

 

The humming was a traditional Tanatos song that he had never heard before.

 

The light melody that children would sing echoed quietly through the thin voice.

 

For some reason, Tamon couldn’t take his eyes off the figure in front of him.

 

The woman standing next to the emperor was like a cold, hard piece of ice, whereas the woman standing alone, with everyone behind, was like a snowman standing in the sun.

 

Like a snowman slowly melting in the sunlight, dangerous and lovely.

 

“Lovely?”

 

It was too personal a sentiment to hold for an empress of another country.

 

Tamon gave a faint laugh and turned to leave.

 

“Charlotte, could you pass me my drink that I put there?”

 

But a gentle voice, one he had never heard before, politely echoed in her voice.

 

“…”

 

If it was a nobleman’s courtesy, he had to show his presence and shed his voice so that she would not mistake him for others.

 

But Tamon couldn’t do that.

 

Instead, with a slightly more careful hand, he handed her her drink.

 

Perhaps it was because it was dark, or perhaps it was because she didn’t expect another person to be there of course.

 

She just gently tilted her head to the side and said thank you.

 

From the lukewarm, mumbled last pronunciation, it seemed that she was already a little drunk.

 

Roselyn, who was sipping a strong drink of ice, suddenly smiled.

 

“By the way, for what it’s worth, the person really seems to have lost his mind.”

 

“…”

 

“How dare he try to take the Garolf Mine back from this country? His Majesty is also terrible. How could he be so enchanted by crystal salt?… I told him that that mine has a high potential future value.”

 

Tamon listened to her words silently, his eyes narrowing in amusement.

 

The Garolf mine was part of the mountain range east of Tanatos that he had tried to secretly pull out of the meeting today morning.

 

So the person the Empress’s mentioned as ‘a lunatic’ was probably referring to him.

 

‘I thought you didn’t care. You seem to think I’m crazy.’

 

Despite the feeling that he had to turn his back, his steps were heavy.

 

There were constant warnings that he had to sneak out, but Tamon just stood there, pretending not to hear a glimmer.

 

Oh, this was all that woman’s fault.

 

It was that woman’s fault that he was hiding so vulnerably in her own castle, in her own secret place.

 

‘Yes, I have to be more careful.’

 

Wasn’t this the time when delegations from various countries were coming and going?

 

Unlike her cold and calm appearance, she seemed to have a bit of a defenseless side.

 

But she built such a wall of ice in the morning meeting.

 

“Disapproved. It is Tanatos’ law that the emperor alone cannot dispose of the imperial property placed on the books. Since I, the Empress, do not approve of this transaction, this contract is not officially valid. Also, if you try to handle things this way again in a meeting without me, I will be out of all future meetings with Amor.”

 

The upright neck and cold purple eyes.

 

It was Tamon who encountered dozens and hundreds of nobles as he clashed with the many nations.

 

The new Empress of Tanatos was neither the best of them, nor the most perfect of monarchs. But there was something about her that chilled people’s hearts.

 

But….

 

“Charlotte, do you know? It is said that when the full moon is large and the snowflakes fall, the souls come down during the snowfall.”

 

She said as she reached for the scattering snowflakes.

 

“Today’s the anniversary of my grandfather’s death. Oh my grandfather….. I wonder if he’s here.”

 

Tamon never knew a woman who looked so cold could be so vulnerable when no one was around.

 

“I wanted to say at least once that I should have listened to my grandfather, but…When will he come…?”

 

He wanted to keep an eye on her for a little longer, but he had to hide himself as the presence of people approached.

 

He had no further contact with the Empress after that.

 

Aside from running into each other, they had never spoken in private.

 

Neither of them had ever looked at the other with any kind of fondness.

 

And yet, Tamon kept staring at her.

 

He was fascinated by her all the time. There were times when he deliberately tried to get her attention, but still without any success, he started to look at her again.

 

Sometimes he admired her, sometimes he felt sorry for her……………

 

Sometimes he wanted to reach out to her like crazy, and sometimes he tried to run away, saying he was sick of it, but eventually he stared at her again.

 

She was another man’s wife, the Empress of an enemy country.

 

He consoled himself that he was no more than interested, but maybe he was already then………

 

“…”

 

Tamon stopped in front of the door to Roselyn’s room.

 

Her voice had been hovering in his ear a few days ago as he stood still, holding the door.

 

“Why do I have to mix my body with yours all the time? The life force is ……. There doesn’t seem to be any need for it.”

 

He kissed her ankles in his spare time.

 

The ankles were not the only place his lips touched.

 

He left traces of himself everywhere his gaze reached.

 

It was the marks of Tamon’s lust, but it was also an act to push his life force into her, who still hadn’t recovered her strength….

 

The desire stirred him.

 

It urged him to bring every excuse he had on his behalf to hold her.

 

Need? That’s what she said because she didn’t know.

 

Tamon needed her every moment.

 

His re-stabilized body wanted her more than ever before, and even the sight of Roselyn’s red lips tormented him with a burning thirst.

 

So he really needed her every moment.

 

He was in desperate need of her.

 

If he could, he didn’t want to remove Roselyn from his body.

 

No, he didn’t want to get out of her forever. 

 

“But my upright Majesty (Roselyn) will not understand………….”

 

Smirking, Tamon took out his dagger.

 

He had struggled for several days to prepare for his departure, but simply holding her and sleeping with her was not enough.

 

With a disinterested glance, he cut his arm with the dagger.

 

It was not enough to bleed just a little.

 

To buy Roselyn’s peace of mind, to get her off her guard, this slight cut would have to be ……

 

The sharp edge of the blade made a long, deep gash from the inside of his elbow to his wrist.

 

“My lord….”

 

“Stay away.”

 

The dark sliver of shadow guarding Tamon came into view in a panic at his action of wounding himself.

 

Tamon stopped the approaching shadow.

 

Hesitantly, the shadow silently hid itself in the darkness.

 

Tamon put a little more strength into the hand that held his dagger. The wound became deeper. The weight of the blood dripping down was getting heavier.

 

He roughly wrapped his handkerchief around the wound and threw the knife he was holding into the dark.

 

“Take care of it.”

 

The darkness shook briefly, and Tamon opened the door with one hand, his handkerchief stained red.

 

Roselyn’s panicked gaze fell on him as he approached.

 

“What’s wrong with your arms..….”

 

 “Surprise attack, an assassin.”

 

“…What?”

 

“I bled out too much. I’m dizzy.”

 

‘Shameless.’

 

Tamon inwardly complained to himself, but on the surface he sighed as he walked up to her, holding out his arms.

 

Her panicked purple eyes were adorable.

 

He had the feeling that maybe he really was a crazy person.

 

How could he possibly try get this woman’s attention every moment?

 

How and why is he so crazy when the person in question does not have a single intention to do so?

 

“Heal me…..”

 

Looking up at him, Roselyn approached him with a sigh.

 

Looking at her as she approached, he had the feeling that living madly wasn’t so bad.

 

If Roselyn was crazy enough that she wasn’t afraid of him, if she was crazy enough that she didn’t know about his own madness……………

 

Would that be okay?

Chapter 4. The Empress is going to die

 

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***

 

Whoosh!

 

A squall passed by in a brief blur.

 

A sound that he couldn’t tell if it was wind or rain covered the area around Tamon’s mansion.

 

It sounded so desolate that if you listened for a moment, it sounded like a woman crying.

 

Walking down the corridor, Tamon looked out the window at the pitch black emptiness of the sky.

 

He had heard the sound of such a cold wind sometime before.

 

It was even rougher than this, the sound of Tanatos’ harsh snow wind.

 

Was it already three years ago?

 

It was so deafening that he really thought someone was crying.

 

Of course, he wasn’t the type to be bothered by any noblewoman crying in the corner.

 

 Rather, he hurried, fearing that someone would catch him.

 

Trying to avoid the nobles, he came across a group of lovers enjoying a secret meeting. 

 

He came into the wrong path, pretending not to see them and getting out of the way.

 

Tamon stepped into a deep place in the main palace.

 

He was trying to get out of there as quickly as possible but he caught a glimpse of silver hair.

 

Of all places, that sound coincided with the afterimage of silver hair.

 

He wondered if it was the sound of her crying.

 

The new Empress of Tanatos.

 

The woman who was forced into the position of empress when the previous emperor died and his only rambunctious son became emperor.

 

A hint of curiosity led him to her.

 

Someone was standing on the secret terrace, a short distance from the banquet hall.

 

His guess was right. It was her.

 

Empress of Tanatos, standing staring up at the sky with fallen snow.

 

She looked at the snowy sky for a while. He could see her red, frozen face.

 

He thought she was crying, but that voice wasn’t crying, it was singing.

 

The humming was a traditional Tanatos song that he had never heard before.

 

The light melody that children would sing echoed quietly through the thin voice.

 

For some reason, Tamon couldn’t take his eyes off the figure in front of him.

 

The woman standing next to the emperor was like a cold, hard piece of ice, whereas the woman standing alone, with everyone behind, was like a snowman standing in the sun.

 

Like a snowman slowly melting in the sunlight, dangerous and lovely.

 

“Lovely?”

 

It was too personal a sentiment to hold for an empress of another country.

 

Tamon gave a faint laugh and turned to leave.

 

“Charlotte, could you pass me my drink that I put there?”

 

But a gentle voice, one he had never heard before, politely echoed in her voice.

 

“…”

 

If it was a nobleman’s courtesy, he had to show his presence and shed his voice so that she would not mistake him for others.

 

But Tamon couldn’t do that.

 

Instead, with a slightly more careful hand, he handed her her drink.

 

Perhaps it was because it was dark, or perhaps it was because she didn’t expect another person to be there of course.

 

She just gently tilted her head to the side and said thank you.

 

From the lukewarm, mumbled last pronunciation, it seemed that she was already a little drunk.

 

Roselyn, who was sipping a strong drink of ice, suddenly smiled.

 

“By the way, for what it’s worth, the person really seems to have lost his mind.”

 

“…”

 

“How dare he try to take the Garolf Mine back from this country? His Majesty is also terrible. How could he be so enchanted by crystal salt?… I told him that that mine has a high potential future value.”

 

Tamon listened to her words silently, his eyes narrowing in amusement.

 

The Garolf mine was part of the mountain range east of Tanatos that he had tried to secretly pull out of the meeting today morning.

 

So the person the Empress’s mentioned as ‘a lunatic’ was probably referring to him.

 

‘I thought you didn’t care. You seem to think I’m crazy.’

 

Despite the feeling that he had to turn his back, his steps were heavy.

 

There were constant warnings that he had to sneak out, but Tamon just stood there, pretending not to hear a glimmer.

 

Oh, this was all that woman’s fault.

 

It was that woman’s fault that he was hiding so vulnerably in her own castle, in her own secret place.

 

‘Yes, I have to be more careful.’

 

Wasn’t this the time when delegations from various countries were coming and going?

 

Unlike her cold and calm appearance, she seemed to have a bit of a defenseless side.

 

But she built such a wall of ice in the morning meeting.

 

“Disapproved. It is Tanatos’ law that the emperor alone cannot dispose of the imperial property placed on the books. Since I, the Empress, do not approve of this transaction, this contract is not officially valid. Also, if you try to handle things this way again in a meeting without me, I will be out of all future meetings with Amor.”

 

The upright neck and cold purple eyes.

 

It was Tamon who encountered dozens and hundreds of nobles as he clashed with the many nations.

 

The new Empress of Tanatos was neither the best of them, nor the most perfect of monarchs. But there was something about her that chilled people’s hearts.

 

But….

 

“Charlotte, do you know? It is said that when the full moon is large and the snowflakes fall, the souls come down during the snowfall.”

 

She said as she reached for the scattering snowflakes.

 

“Today’s the anniversary of my grandfather’s death. Oh my grandfather….. I wonder if he’s here.”

 

Tamon never knew a woman who looked so cold could be so vulnerable when no one was around.

 

“I wanted to say at least once that I should have listened to my grandfather, but…When will he come…?”

 

He wanted to keep an eye on her for a little longer, but he had to hide himself as the presence of people approached.

 

He had no further contact with the Empress after that.

 

Aside from running into each other, they had never spoken in private.

 

Neither of them had ever looked at the other with any kind of fondness.

 

And yet, Tamon kept staring at her.

 

He was fascinated by her all the time. There were times when he deliberately tried to get her attention, but still without any success, he started to look at her again.

 

Sometimes he admired her, sometimes he felt sorry for her……………

 

Sometimes he wanted to reach out to her like crazy, and sometimes he tried to run away, saying he was sick of it, but eventually he stared at her again.

 

She was another man’s wife, the Empress of an enemy country.

 

He consoled himself that he was no more than interested, but maybe he was already then………

 

“…”

 

Tamon stopped in front of the door to Roselyn’s room.

 

Her voice had been hovering in his ear a few days ago as he stood still, holding the door.

 

“Why do I have to mix my body with yours all the time? The life force is ……. There doesn’t seem to be any need for it.”

 

He kissed her ankles in his spare time.

 

The ankles were not the only place his lips touched.

 

He left traces of himself everywhere his gaze reached.

 

It was the marks of Tamon’s lust, but it was also an act to push his life force into her, who still hadn’t recovered her strength….

 

The desire stirred him.

 

It urged him to bring every excuse he had on his behalf to hold her.

 

Need? That’s what she said because she didn’t know.

 

Tamon needed her every moment.

 

His re-stabilized body wanted her more than ever before, and even the sight of Roselyn’s red lips tormented him with a burning thirst.

 

So he really needed her every moment.

 

He was in desperate need of her.

 

If he could, he didn’t want to remove Roselyn from his body.

 

No, he didn’t want to get out of her forever. 

 

“But my upright Majesty (Roselyn) will not understand………….”

 

Smirking, Tamon took out his dagger.

 

He had struggled for several days to prepare for his departure, but simply holding her and sleeping with her was not enough.

 

With a disinterested glance, he cut his arm with the dagger.

 

It was not enough to bleed just a little.

 

To buy Roselyn’s peace of mind, to get her off her guard, this slight cut would have to be ……

 

The sharp edge of the blade made a long, deep gash from the inside of his elbow to his wrist.

 

“My lord….”

 

“Stay away.”

 

The dark sliver of shadow guarding Tamon came into view in a panic at his action of wounding himself.

 

Tamon stopped the approaching shadow.

 

Hesitantly, the shadow silently hid itself in the darkness.

 

Tamon put a little more strength into the hand that held his dagger. The wound became deeper. The weight of the blood dripping down was getting heavier.

 

He roughly wrapped his handkerchief around the wound and threw the knife he was holding into the dark.

 

“Take care of it.”

 

The darkness shook briefly, and Tamon opened the door with one hand, his handkerchief stained red.

 

Roselyn’s panicked gaze fell on him as he approached.

 

“What’s wrong with your arms..….”

 

 “Surprise attack, an assassin.”

 

“…What?”

 

“I bled out too much. I’m dizzy.”

 

‘Shameless.’

 

Tamon inwardly complained to himself, but on the surface he sighed as he walked up to her, holding out his arms.

 

Her panicked purple eyes were adorable.

 

He had the feeling that maybe he really was a crazy person.

 

How could he possibly try get this woman’s attention every moment?

 

How and why is he so crazy when the person in question does not have a single intention to do so?

 

“Heal me…..”

 

Looking up at him, Roselyn approached him with a sigh.

 

Looking at her as she approached, he had the feeling that living madly wasn’t so bad.

 

If Roselyn was crazy enough that she wasn’t afraid of him, if she was crazy enough that she didn’t know about his own madness……………

 

Would that be okay?

Chapter 5. How did this happen?

 

***

Sponsored by Curufin. Thank you 💖 (⅓)

***

 

Whoosh!

 

A squall passed by in a brief blur.

 

A sound that he couldn’t tell if it was wind or rain covered the area around Tamon’s mansion.

 

It sounded so desolate that if you listened for a moment, it sounded like a woman crying.

 

Walking down the corridor, Tamon looked out the window at the pitch black emptiness of the sky.

 

He had heard the sound of such a cold wind sometime before.

 

It was even rougher than this, the sound of Tanatos’ harsh snow wind.

 

Was it already three years ago?

 

It was so deafening that he really thought someone was crying.

 

Of course, he wasn’t the type to be bothered by any noblewoman crying in the corner.

 

 Rather, he hurried, fearing that someone would catch him.

 

Trying to avoid the nobles, he came across a group of lovers enjoying a secret meeting. 

 

He came into the wrong path, pretending not to see them and getting out of the way.

 

Tamon stepped into a deep place in the main palace.

 

He was trying to get out of there as quickly as possible but he caught a glimpse of silver hair.

 

Of all places, that sound coincided with the afterimage of silver hair.

 

He wondered if it was the sound of her crying.

 

The new Empress of Tanatos.

 

The woman who was forced into the position of empress when the previous emperor died and his only rambunctious son became emperor.

 

A hint of curiosity led him to her.

 

Someone was standing on the secret terrace, a short distance from the banquet hall.

 

His guess was right. It was her.

 

Empress of Tanatos, standing staring up at the sky with fallen snow.

 

She looked at the snowy sky for a while. He could see her red, frozen face.

 

He thought she was crying, but that voice wasn’t crying, it was singing.

 

The humming was a traditional Tanatos song that he had never heard before.

 

The light melody that children would sing echoed quietly through the thin voice.

 

For some reason, Tamon couldn’t take his eyes off the figure in front of him.

 

The woman standing next to the emperor was like a cold, hard piece of ice, whereas the woman standing alone, with everyone behind, was like a snowman standing in the sun.

 

Like a snowman slowly melting in the sunlight, dangerous and lovely.

 

“Lovely?”

 

It was too personal a sentiment to hold for an empress of another country.

 

Tamon gave a faint laugh and turned to leave.

 

“Charlotte, could you pass me my drink that I put there?”

 

But a gentle voice, one he had never heard before, politely echoed in her voice.

 

“…”

 

If it was a nobleman’s courtesy, he had to show his presence and shed his voice so that she would not mistake him for others.

 

But Tamon couldn’t do that.

 

Instead, with a slightly more careful hand, he handed her her drink.

 

Perhaps it was because it was dark, or perhaps it was because she didn’t expect another person to be there of course.

 

She just gently tilted her head to the side and said thank you.

 

From the lukewarm, mumbled last pronunciation, it seemed that she was already a little drunk.

 

Roselyn, who was sipping a strong drink of ice, suddenly smiled.

 

“By the way, for what it’s worth, the person really seems to have lost his mind.”

 

“…”

 

“How dare he try to take the Garolf Mine back from this country? His Majesty is also terrible. How could he be so enchanted by crystal salt?… I told him that that mine has a high potential future value.”

 

Tamon listened to her words silently, his eyes narrowing in amusement.

 

The Garolf mine was part of the mountain range east of Tanatos that he had tried to secretly pull out of the meeting today morning.

 

So the person the Empress’s mentioned as ‘a lunatic’ was probably referring to him.

 

‘I thought you didn’t care. You seem to think I’m crazy.’

 

Despite the feeling that he had to turn his back, his steps were heavy.

 

There were constant warnings that he had to sneak out, but Tamon just stood there, pretending not to hear a glimmer.

 

Oh, this was all that woman’s fault.

 

It was that woman’s fault that he was hiding so vulnerably in her own castle, in her own secret place.

 

‘Yes, I have to be more careful.’

 

Wasn’t this the time when delegations from various countries were coming and going?

 

Unlike her cold and calm appearance, she seemed to have a bit of a defenseless side.

 

But she built such a wall of ice in the morning meeting.

 

“Disapproved. It is Tanatos’ law that the emperor alone cannot dispose of the imperial property placed on the books. Since I, the Empress, do not approve of this transaction, this contract is not officially valid. Also, if you try to handle things this way again in a meeting without me, I will be out of all future meetings with Amor.”

 

The upright neck and cold purple eyes.

 

It was Tamon who encountered dozens and hundreds of nobles as he clashed with the many nations.

 

The new Empress of Tanatos was neither the best of them, nor the most perfect of monarchs. But there was something about her that chilled people’s hearts.

 

But….

 

“Charlotte, do you know? It is said that when the full moon is large and the snowflakes fall, the souls come down during the snowfall.”

 

She said as she reached for the scattering snowflakes.

 

“Today’s the anniversary of my grandfather’s death. Oh my grandfather….. I wonder if he’s here.”

 

Tamon never knew a woman who looked so cold could be so vulnerable when no one was around.

 

“I wanted to say at least once that I should have listened to my grandfather, but…When will he come…?”

 

He wanted to keep an eye on her for a little longer, but he had to hide himself as the presence of people approached.

 

He had no further contact with the Empress after that.

 

Aside from running into each other, they had never spoken in private.

 

Neither of them had ever looked at the other with any kind of fondness.

 

And yet, Tamon kept staring at her.

 

He was fascinated by her all the time. There were times when he deliberately tried to get her attention, but still without any success, he started to look at her again.

 

Sometimes he admired her, sometimes he felt sorry for her……………

 

Sometimes he wanted to reach out to her like crazy, and sometimes he tried to run away, saying he was sick of it, but eventually he stared at her again.

 

She was another man’s wife, the Empress of an enemy country.

 

He consoled himself that he was no more than interested, but maybe he was already then………

 

“…”

 

Tamon stopped in front of the door to Roselyn’s room.

 

Her voice had been hovering in his ear a few days ago as he stood still, holding the door.

 

“Why do I have to mix my body with yours all the time? The life force is ……. There doesn’t seem to be any need for it.”

 

He kissed her ankles in his spare time.

 

The ankles were not the only place his lips touched.

 

He left traces of himself everywhere his gaze reached.

 

It was the marks of Tamon’s lust, but it was also an act to push his life force into her, who still hadn’t recovered her strength….

 

The desire stirred him.

 

It urged him to bring every excuse he had on his behalf to hold her.

 

Need? That’s what she said because she didn’t know.

 

Tamon needed her every moment.

 

His re-stabilized body wanted her more than ever before, and even the sight of Roselyn’s red lips tormented him with a burning thirst.

 

So he really needed her every moment.

 

He was in desperate need of her.

 

If he could, he didn’t want to remove Roselyn from his body.

 

No, he didn’t want to get out of her forever. 

 

“But my upright Majesty (Roselyn) will not understand………….”

 

Smirking, Tamon took out his dagger.

 

He had struggled for several days to prepare for his departure, but simply holding her and sleeping with her was not enough.

 

With a disinterested glance, he cut his arm with the dagger.

 

It was not enough to bleed just a little.

 

To buy Roselyn’s peace of mind, to get her off her guard, this slight cut would have to be ……

 

The sharp edge of the blade made a long, deep gash from the inside of his elbow to his wrist.

 

“My lord….”

 

“Stay away.”

 

The dark sliver of shadow guarding Tamon came into view in a panic at his action of wounding himself.

 

Tamon stopped the approaching shadow.

 

Hesitantly, the shadow silently hid itself in the darkness.

 

Tamon put a little more strength into the hand that held his dagger. The wound became deeper. The weight of the blood dripping down was getting heavier.

 

He roughly wrapped his handkerchief around the wound and threw the knife he was holding into the dark.

 

“Take care of it.”

 

The darkness shook briefly, and Tamon opened the door with one hand, his handkerchief stained red.

 

Roselyn’s panicked gaze fell on him as he approached.

 

“What’s wrong with your arms..….”

 

 “Surprise attack, an assassin.”

 

“…What?”

 

“I bled out too much. I’m dizzy.”

 

‘Shameless.’

 

Tamon inwardly complained to himself, but on the surface he sighed as he walked up to her, holding out his arms.

 

Her panicked purple eyes were adorable.

 

He had the feeling that maybe he really was a crazy person.

 

How could he possibly try get this woman’s attention every moment?

 

How and why is he so crazy when the person in question does not have a single intention to do so?

 

“Heal me…..”

 

Looking up at him, Roselyn approached him with a sigh.

 

Looking at her as she approached, he had the feeling that living madly wasn’t so bad.

 

If Roselyn was crazy enough that she wasn’t afraid of him, if she was crazy enough that she didn’t know about his own madness……………

 

Would that be okay?

Chapter 6. Swallowing eyes

 

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Whoosh!

 

A squall passed by in a brief blur.

 

A sound that he couldn’t tell if it was wind or rain covered the area around Tamon’s mansion.

 

It sounded so desolate that if you listened for a moment, it sounded like a woman crying.

 

Walking down the corridor, Tamon looked out the window at the pitch black emptiness of the sky.

 

He had heard the sound of such a cold wind sometime before.

 

It was even rougher than this, the sound of Tanatos’ harsh snow wind.

 

Was it already three years ago?

 

It was so deafening that he really thought someone was crying.

 

Of course, he wasn’t the type to be bothered by any noblewoman crying in the corner.

 

 Rather, he hurried, fearing that someone would catch him.

 

Trying to avoid the nobles, he came across a group of lovers enjoying a secret meeting. 

 

He came into the wrong path, pretending not to see them and getting out of the way.

 

Tamon stepped into a deep place in the main palace.

 

He was trying to get out of there as quickly as possible but he caught a glimpse of silver hair.

 

Of all places, that sound coincided with the afterimage of silver hair.

 

He wondered if it was the sound of her crying.

 

The new Empress of Tanatos.

 

The woman who was forced into the position of empress when the previous emperor died and his only rambunctious son became emperor.

 

A hint of curiosity led him to her.

 

Someone was standing on the secret terrace, a short distance from the banquet hall.

 

His guess was right. It was her.

 

Empress of Tanatos, standing staring up at the sky with fallen snow.

 

She looked at the snowy sky for a while. He could see her red, frozen face.

 

He thought she was crying, but that voice wasn’t crying, it was singing.

 

The humming was a traditional Tanatos song that he had never heard before.

 

The light melody that children would sing echoed quietly through the thin voice.

 

For some reason, Tamon couldn’t take his eyes off the figure in front of him.

 

The woman standing next to the emperor was like a cold, hard piece of ice, whereas the woman standing alone, with everyone behind, was like a snowman standing in the sun.

 

Like a snowman slowly melting in the sunlight, dangerous and lovely.

 

“Lovely?”

 

It was too personal a sentiment to hold for an empress of another country.

 

Tamon gave a faint laugh and turned to leave.

 

“Charlotte, could you pass me my drink that I put there?”

 

But a gentle voice, one he had never heard before, politely echoed in her voice.

 

“…”

 

If it was a nobleman’s courtesy, he had to show his presence and shed his voice so that she would not mistake him for others.

 

But Tamon couldn’t do that.

 

Instead, with a slightly more careful hand, he handed her her drink.

 

Perhaps it was because it was dark, or perhaps it was because she didn’t expect another person to be there of course.

 

She just gently tilted her head to the side and said thank you.

 

From the lukewarm, mumbled last pronunciation, it seemed that she was already a little drunk.

 

Roselyn, who was sipping a strong drink of ice, suddenly smiled.

 

“By the way, for what it’s worth, the person really seems to have lost his mind.”

 

“…”

 

“How dare he try to take the Garolf Mine back from this country? His Majesty is also terrible. How could he be so enchanted by crystal salt?… I told him that that mine has a high potential future value.”

 

Tamon listened to her words silently, his eyes narrowing in amusement.

 

The Garolf mine was part of the mountain range east of Tanatos that he had tried to secretly pull out of the meeting today morning.

 

So the person the Empress’s mentioned as ‘a lunatic’ was probably referring to him.

 

‘I thought you didn’t care. You seem to think I’m crazy.’

 

Despite the feeling that he had to turn his back, his steps were heavy.

 

There were constant warnings that he had to sneak out, but Tamon just stood there, pretending not to hear a glimmer.

 

Oh, this was all that woman’s fault.

 

It was that woman’s fault that he was hiding so vulnerably in her own castle, in her own secret place.

 

‘Yes, I have to be more careful.’

 

Wasn’t this the time when delegations from various countries were coming and going?

 

Unlike her cold and calm appearance, she seemed to have a bit of a defenseless side.

 

But she built such a wall of ice in the morning meeting.

 

“Disapproved. It is Tanatos’ law that the emperor alone cannot dispose of the imperial property placed on the books. Since I, the Empress, do not approve of this transaction, this contract is not officially valid. Also, if you try to handle things this way again in a meeting without me, I will be out of all future meetings with Amor.”

 

The upright neck and cold purple eyes.

 

It was Tamon who encountered dozens and hundreds of nobles as he clashed with the many nations.

 

The new Empress of Tanatos was neither the best of them, nor the most perfect of monarchs. But there was something about her that chilled people’s hearts.

 

But….

 

“Charlotte, do you know? It is said that when the full moon is large and the snowflakes fall, the souls come down during the snowfall.”

 

She said as she reached for the scattering snowflakes.

 

“Today’s the anniversary of my grandfather’s death. Oh my grandfather….. I wonder if he’s here.”

 

Tamon never knew a woman who looked so cold could be so vulnerable when no one was around.

 

“I wanted to say at least once that I should have listened to my grandfather, but…When will he come…?”

 

He wanted to keep an eye on her for a little longer, but he had to hide himself as the presence of people approached.

 

He had no further contact with the Empress after that.

 

Aside from running into each other, they had never spoken in private.

 

Neither of them had ever looked at the other with any kind of fondness.

 

And yet, Tamon kept staring at her.

 

He was fascinated by her all the time. There were times when he deliberately tried to get her attention, but still without any success, he started to look at her again.

 

Sometimes he admired her, sometimes he felt sorry for her……………

 

Sometimes he wanted to reach out to her like crazy, and sometimes he tried to run away, saying he was sick of it, but eventually he stared at her again.

 

She was another man’s wife, the Empress of an enemy country.

 

He consoled himself that he was no more than interested, but maybe he was already then………

 

“…”

 

Tamon stopped in front of the door to Roselyn’s room.

 

Her voice had been hovering in his ear a few days ago as he stood still, holding the door.

 

“Why do I have to mix my body with yours all the time? The life force is ……. There doesn’t seem to be any need for it.”

 

He kissed her ankles in his spare time.

 

The ankles were not the only place his lips touched.

 

He left traces of himself everywhere his gaze reached.

 

It was the marks of Tamon’s lust, but it was also an act to push his life force into her, who still hadn’t recovered her strength….

 

The desire stirred him.

 

It urged him to bring every excuse he had on his behalf to hold her.

 

Need? That’s what she said because she didn’t know.

 

Tamon needed her every moment.

 

His re-stabilized body wanted her more than ever before, and even the sight of Roselyn’s red lips tormented him with a burning thirst.

 

So he really needed her every moment.

 

He was in desperate need of her.

 

If he could, he didn’t want to remove Roselyn from his body.

 

No, he didn’t want to get out of her forever. 

 

“But my upright Majesty (Roselyn) will not understand………….”

 

Smirking, Tamon took out his dagger.

 

He had struggled for several days to prepare for his departure, but simply holding her and sleeping with her was not enough.

 

With a disinterested glance, he cut his arm with the dagger.

 

It was not enough to bleed just a little.

 

To buy Roselyn’s peace of mind, to get her off her guard, this slight cut would have to be ……

 

The sharp edge of the blade made a long, deep gash from the inside of his elbow to his wrist.

 

“My lord….”

 

“Stay away.”

 

The dark sliver of shadow guarding Tamon came into view in a panic at his action of wounding himself.

 

Tamon stopped the approaching shadow.

 

Hesitantly, the shadow silently hid itself in the darkness.

 

Tamon put a little more strength into the hand that held his dagger. The wound became deeper. The weight of the blood dripping down was getting heavier.

 

He roughly wrapped his handkerchief around the wound and threw the knife he was holding into the dark.

 

“Take care of it.”

 

The darkness shook briefly, and Tamon opened the door with one hand, his handkerchief stained red.

 

Roselyn’s panicked gaze fell on him as he approached.

 

“What’s wrong with your arms..….”

 

 “Surprise attack, an assassin.”

 

“…What?”

 

“I bled out too much. I’m dizzy.”

 

‘Shameless.’

 

Tamon inwardly complained to himself, but on the surface he sighed as he walked up to her, holding out his arms.

 

Her panicked purple eyes were adorable.

 

He had the feeling that maybe he really was a crazy person.

 

How could he possibly try get this woman’s attention every moment?

 

How and why is he so crazy when the person in question does not have a single intention to do so?

 

“Heal me…..”

 

Looking up at him, Roselyn approached him with a sigh.

 

Looking at her as she approached, he had the feeling that living madly wasn’t so bad.

 

If Roselyn was crazy enough that she wasn’t afraid of him, if she was crazy enough that she didn’t know about his own madness……………

 

Would that be okay?

Chapter 7. Natasha Roanti

 

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Whoosh!

 

A squall passed by in a brief blur.

 

A sound that he couldn’t tell if it was wind or rain covered the area around Tamon’s mansion.

 

It sounded so desolate that if you listened for a moment, it sounded like a woman crying.

 

Walking down the corridor, Tamon looked out the window at the pitch black emptiness of the sky.

 

He had heard the sound of such a cold wind sometime before.

 

It was even rougher than this, the sound of Tanatos’ harsh snow wind.

 

Was it already three years ago?

 

It was so deafening that he really thought someone was crying.

 

Of course, he wasn’t the type to be bothered by any noblewoman crying in the corner.

 

 Rather, he hurried, fearing that someone would catch him.

 

Trying to avoid the nobles, he came across a group of lovers enjoying a secret meeting. 

 

He came into the wrong path, pretending not to see them and getting out of the way.

 

Tamon stepped into a deep place in the main palace.

 

He was trying to get out of there as quickly as possible but he caught a glimpse of silver hair.

 

Of all places, that sound coincided with the afterimage of silver hair.

 

He wondered if it was the sound of her crying.

 

The new Empress of Tanatos.

 

The woman who was forced into the position of empress when the previous emperor died and his only rambunctious son became emperor.

 

A hint of curiosity led him to her.

 

Someone was standing on the secret terrace, a short distance from the banquet hall.

 

His guess was right. It was her.

 

Empress of Tanatos, standing staring up at the sky with fallen snow.

 

She looked at the snowy sky for a while. He could see her red, frozen face.

 

He thought she was crying, but that voice wasn’t crying, it was singing.

 

The humming was a traditional Tanatos song that he had never heard before.

 

The light melody that children would sing echoed quietly through the thin voice.

 

For some reason, Tamon couldn’t take his eyes off the figure in front of him.

 

The woman standing next to the emperor was like a cold, hard piece of ice, whereas the woman standing alone, with everyone behind, was like a snowman standing in the sun.

 

Like a snowman slowly melting in the sunlight, dangerous and lovely.

 

“Lovely?”

 

It was too personal a sentiment to hold for an empress of another country.

 

Tamon gave a faint laugh and turned to leave.

 

“Charlotte, could you pass me my drink that I put there?”

 

But a gentle voice, one he had never heard before, politely echoed in her voice.

 

“…”

 

If it was a nobleman’s courtesy, he had to show his presence and shed his voice so that she would not mistake him for others.

 

But Tamon couldn’t do that.

 

Instead, with a slightly more careful hand, he handed her her drink.

 

Perhaps it was because it was dark, or perhaps it was because she didn’t expect another person to be there of course.

 

She just gently tilted her head to the side and said thank you.

 

From the lukewarm, mumbled last pronunciation, it seemed that she was already a little drunk.

 

Roselyn, who was sipping a strong drink of ice, suddenly smiled.

 

“By the way, for what it’s worth, the person really seems to have lost his mind.”

 

“…”

 

“How dare he try to take the Garolf Mine back from this country? His Majesty is also terrible. How could he be so enchanted by crystal salt?… I told him that that mine has a high potential future value.”

 

Tamon listened to her words silently, his eyes narrowing in amusement.

 

The Garolf mine was part of the mountain range east of Tanatos that he had tried to secretly pull out of the meeting today morning.

 

So the person the Empress’s mentioned as ‘a lunatic’ was probably referring to him.

 

‘I thought you didn’t care. You seem to think I’m crazy.’

 

Despite the feeling that he had to turn his back, his steps were heavy.

 

There were constant warnings that he had to sneak out, but Tamon just stood there, pretending not to hear a glimmer.

 

Oh, this was all that woman’s fault.

 

It was that woman’s fault that he was hiding so vulnerably in her own castle, in her own secret place.

 

‘Yes, I have to be more careful.’

 

Wasn’t this the time when delegations from various countries were coming and going?

 

Unlike her cold and calm appearance, she seemed to have a bit of a defenseless side.

 

But she built such a wall of ice in the morning meeting.

 

“Disapproved. It is Tanatos’ law that the emperor alone cannot dispose of the imperial property placed on the books. Since I, the Empress, do not approve of this transaction, this contract is not officially valid. Also, if you try to handle things this way again in a meeting without me, I will be out of all future meetings with Amor.”

 

The upright neck and cold purple eyes.

 

It was Tamon who encountered dozens and hundreds of nobles as he clashed with the many nations.

 

The new Empress of Tanatos was neither the best of them, nor the most perfect of monarchs. But there was something about her that chilled people’s hearts.

 

But….

 

“Charlotte, do you know? It is said that when the full moon is large and the snowflakes fall, the souls come down during the snowfall.”

 

She said as she reached for the scattering snowflakes.

 

“Today’s the anniversary of my grandfather’s death. Oh my grandfather….. I wonder if he’s here.”

 

Tamon never knew a woman who looked so cold could be so vulnerable when no one was around.

 

“I wanted to say at least once that I should have listened to my grandfather, but…When will he come…?”

 

He wanted to keep an eye on her for a little longer, but he had to hide himself as the presence of people approached.

 

He had no further contact with the Empress after that.

 

Aside from running into each other, they had never spoken in private.

 

Neither of them had ever looked at the other with any kind of fondness.

 

And yet, Tamon kept staring at her.

 

He was fascinated by her all the time. There were times when he deliberately tried to get her attention, but still without any success, he started to look at her again.

 

Sometimes he admired her, sometimes he felt sorry for her……………

 

Sometimes he wanted to reach out to her like crazy, and sometimes he tried to run away, saying he was sick of it, but eventually he stared at her again.

 

She was another man’s wife, the Empress of an enemy country.

 

He consoled himself that he was no more than interested, but maybe he was already then………

 

“…”

 

Tamon stopped in front of the door to Roselyn’s room.

 

Her voice had been hovering in his ear a few days ago as he stood still, holding the door.

 

“Why do I have to mix my body with yours all the time? The life force is ……. There doesn’t seem to be any need for it.”

 

He kissed her ankles in his spare time.

 

The ankles were not the only place his lips touched.

 

He left traces of himself everywhere his gaze reached.

 

It was the marks of Tamon’s lust, but it was also an act to push his life force into her, who still hadn’t recovered her strength….

 

The desire stirred him.

 

It urged him to bring every excuse he had on his behalf to hold her.

 

Need? That’s what she said because she didn’t know.

 

Tamon needed her every moment.

 

His re-stabilized body wanted her more than ever before, and even the sight of Roselyn’s red lips tormented him with a burning thirst.

 

So he really needed her every moment.

 

He was in desperate need of her.

 

If he could, he didn’t want to remove Roselyn from his body.

 

No, he didn’t want to get out of her forever. 

 

“But my upright Majesty (Roselyn) will not understand………….”

 

Smirking, Tamon took out his dagger.

 

He had struggled for several days to prepare for his departure, but simply holding her and sleeping with her was not enough.

 

With a disinterested glance, he cut his arm with the dagger.

 

It was not enough to bleed just a little.

 

To buy Roselyn’s peace of mind, to get her off her guard, this slight cut would have to be ……

 

The sharp edge of the blade made a long, deep gash from the inside of his elbow to his wrist.

 

“My lord….”

 

“Stay away.”

 

The dark sliver of shadow guarding Tamon came into view in a panic at his action of wounding himself.

 

Tamon stopped the approaching shadow.

 

Hesitantly, the shadow silently hid itself in the darkness.

 

Tamon put a little more strength into the hand that held his dagger. The wound became deeper. The weight of the blood dripping down was getting heavier.

 

He roughly wrapped his handkerchief around the wound and threw the knife he was holding into the dark.

 

“Take care of it.”

 

The darkness shook briefly, and Tamon opened the door with one hand, his handkerchief stained red.

 

Roselyn’s panicked gaze fell on him as he approached.

 

“What’s wrong with your arms..….”

 

 “Surprise attack, an assassin.”

 

“…What?”

 

“I bled out too much. I’m dizzy.”

 

‘Shameless.’

 

Tamon inwardly complained to himself, but on the surface he sighed as he walked up to her, holding out his arms.

 

Her panicked purple eyes were adorable.

 

He had the feeling that maybe he really was a crazy person.

 

How could he possibly try get this woman’s attention every moment?

 

How and why is he so crazy when the person in question does not have a single intention to do so?

 

“Heal me…..”

 

Looking up at him, Roselyn approached him with a sigh.

 

Looking at her as she approached, he had the feeling that living madly wasn’t so bad.

 

If Roselyn was crazy enough that she wasn’t afraid of him, if she was crazy enough that she didn’t know about his own madness……………

 

Would that be okay?

Chapter 8. The crying sound

 

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***

 

Whoosh!

 

A squall passed by in a brief blur.

 

A sound that he couldn’t tell if it was wind or rain covered the area around Tamon’s mansion.

 

It sounded so desolate that if you listened for a moment, it sounded like a woman crying.

 

Walking down the corridor, Tamon looked out the window at the pitch black emptiness of the sky.

 

He had heard the sound of such a cold wind sometime before.

 

It was even rougher than this, the sound of Tanatos’ harsh snow wind.

 

Was it already three years ago?

 

It was so deafening that he really thought someone was crying.

 

Of course, he wasn’t the type to be bothered by any noblewoman crying in the corner.

 

 Rather, he hurried, fearing that someone would catch him.

 

Trying to avoid the nobles, he came across a group of lovers enjoying a secret meeting. 

 

He came into the wrong path, pretending not to see them and getting out of the way.

 

Tamon stepped into a deep place in the main palace.

 

He was trying to get out of there as quickly as possible but he caught a glimpse of silver hair.

 

Of all places, that sound coincided with the afterimage of silver hair.

 

He wondered if it was the sound of her crying.

 

The new Empress of Tanatos.

 

The woman who was forced into the position of empress when the previous emperor died and his only rambunctious son became emperor.

 

A hint of curiosity led him to her.

 

Someone was standing on the secret terrace, a short distance from the banquet hall.

 

His guess was right. It was her.

 

Empress of Tanatos, standing staring up at the sky with fallen snow.

 

She looked at the snowy sky for a while. He could see her red, frozen face.

 

He thought she was crying, but that voice wasn’t crying, it was singing.

 

The humming was a traditional Tanatos song that he had never heard before.

 

The light melody that children would sing echoed quietly through the thin voice.

 

For some reason, Tamon couldn’t take his eyes off the figure in front of him.

 

The woman standing next to the emperor was like a cold, hard piece of ice, whereas the woman standing alone, with everyone behind, was like a snowman standing in the sun.

 

Like a snowman slowly melting in the sunlight, dangerous and lovely.

 

“Lovely?”

 

It was too personal a sentiment to hold for an empress of another country.

 

Tamon gave a faint laugh and turned to leave.

 

“Charlotte, could you pass me my drink that I put there?”

 

But a gentle voice,