She couldnât possibly have had such an affair with him since she had married Rixus.
âThat, too, with Rixusâs uncle!â
Johannâs black eyes were more fascinated than ever.
He whispered, as if licking honey with his depraved tongue.
âIâm not lying. Your Majesty was quite fond of me.â
The corners of his lips rose strangely.
âEspecially my body.â
At that moment, a dagger made of ice was forged in an instant from Beryliaâs hand. Bang! And at the same time, she pushed him away.
Johann was slammed hard against the wall, and the dagger hung around his neck; though he bit his lips like crazy, on his face was a smile full of confidence.
The slight scratch was red.
She said coolly, her eyes gleaming.
âIf you insult me any longer, you will be beheaded here. Archduke Marquis.â
The eyes looking at him were cold.
âThatâs right, itâs a lie.â
âHow dare you!â
âThe part that you particularly liked only my âbodyâ.â
ââŠSo, does that mean itâs true that I was cheating?â
âMy Queen. You took pity on me and thought I was the same.â
ââŠ.âŠâ
âWe confided all our secrets to each otherâŠâ
The black eyes became kind and sweet.
âI gave you anything.â
Johann quietly closed his eyes despite the dagger still held near his neck.
âI, too, confessed secrets greater than Your Majestyâs secrets. Wouldnât that be⊠proof of our relationship?â
ââŠWhat evidence?â
Then, something amazing happened.
Whooshâ!
A black flame blazed in Johannâs hand the instant he opened his eyes.
As extreme heat wrapped around her dagger, Berylia took a hasty step back with agility.
The flame was similar to a black sky dancing like madness, and it looked like a flock of crows flying around aiming for their prey.
He slowly tilted his head and said,
âThis forbidden âmagic of a demonâ is corroding my heart.â
â!â
âI prayed to God every day to save me from the âcurseâ that started since I was born⊠but no one saved me.â
He whispered bitterly and took Beryliaâs hand.
The flame faded like smoke, and only the black eyes of a friendly man were there.
âOnly you, you saved me.â
ââŠâŠ.â
âOnly you could understand my miserable life, where I was locked up in a temple, hiding this power for the rest of my life.â
Beryliaâs expression fell apart for a moment.
He called it âcurseâ.
It reminded her of her life, who, over and over again, was cursed by the Odd-Eye and had to live in a swamp.
With alertness, Johann watched her reaction. She was conflicted, as he expected.
âHow lovely she is.â
It was a lot of fun, but he barely managed to hold it in, fearing that his upfront expression would cause her to run away.
Johann, who was good at acting, lowered his eyes in a pitiful way.
It was time for the winning move.
âIf anyone else finds out, I will be burned and hung in the square, imperial or not.â
ââŠâŠ.â
âIf you donât believe meâŠâ
Johann leaned over towards her and opened his eyes wide.
âGo and spread my secrets.â
â!â
Beryliaâs eyebrows lifted upwards.
Not knowing the meaning of the change in expression, Johann became a little anxious.
But even such anxieties were an electrifying pleasure itself.
ââŠIf you think you are being insulted by lies right now.â
Tuk, tuk.
Johann pulled out his shirt, grabbed Beryliaâs wrist, and pointed the tip of her dagger at his heart.
A strange pattern was engraved on his chest.
Johann looked at her with onyx-like eyes between his black bangs and whispered as if seducing her.
âYou can stab my heart right here.â
ââŠ.âŠâ
Berylia frowned, and she looked carefully at the engraving on his chest.
She could only tell that it was a pattern related to âthe power of a demonâ.
Then, with a cold expression, she slowly gave strength to the hand holding the dagger.
Takkâ
The tip of her sword pierced slightly, and red blood flowed out.
ââŠâŠOuch.â
âReally, youâre stabbing?â
As if slightly embarrassed, Johann blinked his eyes with a face of broken pretense.
âYou have no intention of dying.â
ââŠâŠâ
Hahaâ
Berylia sneered and removed her dagger from her cold hand.
âDonât put on a show, Archduke.â
Johann said with a look of great shock.
ââŠYouâre so mean.â
He was madly attracted to that âextremeâ point.
Berylia looked carefully at the man awaiting his punishment.
âAre the Archdukeâs words true?â
She knew the feeling of being born cursed and living in hiding for the rest of her life.
She still felt her heart pounding just thinking about the days in that swamp.
If the part about him suffering from the power of the demon was âtrueââŠ
âMaybe I was attracted⊠It might be.â
âIâŠâ
âBecause Iâve never seen a person who feels the same as me in my entire life.â
Because she had never seen a person enduring misery with his whole body.
If it was true that she felt pity for him and felt sympathy for himâŠ
Maybe he was right.
âBut itâs something I would never do.â
âIâm in a hurry to survive, but Iâm in love and taking more risks?â
âIf Iâm in Aktoum, Iâll surely be careful with every word and every actionâŠâ
ââŠI must have tried hard to look like a perfect couple with Rixus.â
âIn that respect, the credibility is zero.â
What was the truth.
âThe holy relic that Johann gave was still in the drawer, and he knew my secret.â
Not only that, he had been open, revealing his own secrets.
But RixusâŠ
âThe man who tore me to pieces seven timesâŠâ
ââŠEven when he saw the blue roses on my shoulder, he embraced me instead.â
âI canât understand the pain I feel that breaks my heart every time I see him.â
Berylia slowly closed her eyes and reopened them.
Then she looked at him with eyes that were more calm than confused.
âArchduke Marquis, if there was even a little bit of falsehood in todayâs explanationâŠâ
ââŠ.âŠâ
âPray every day that I donât get my memories back.â
Johannâs eyes darkened.
âThe day I regain my memories.â
His heart became cold.
âIt will not be the flames in the square that will kill you, but me, whom you insulted.â
At the warning that pierced his chest, Johann quietly bowed his head.
Then he knelt down in front of her and kissed the back of her hand.
âMy queen, so that you can regain your memories⊠so that you can trust âusâ.â
ââŠ.âŠâ
âPlease see what kind of effort Iâm making.â
Swssh, Berylia pulled her hand away.
But she already had a ring on her finger. It was a ring with a bright purple amethyst.
It was very beautiful. Above all, it fit her finger very well.
It was a choice befitting a man with a good sense of aesthetics. Just like Johann.
Johann placed his hand on his chest and smiled with bloody, yet affectionate eyes.
âThatâs what I prepared to give as a token of love before you lost your memories.â
It was then that Berylia frowned and was about to say something about the ring.
Taktakâ There was a knock on the door, and it sounded like it was a little urgent.
âWho is it.â
Lauraâs voice came.
âI have something to tell you, Your Majesty.â
Laura, after asking for permission, hurriedly came in and whispered the news quietly.
âRixus woke up?â
The beating of Beryliaâs heart began to quicken.
âThen go away, Archduke.â
ââŠSuddenly? Already? A little more.â
Berylia just left, leaving the very sad-looking Johann.
He whispered as he touched his lips with his long fingers.
âAt any rate⊠youâre so cool. Pretty.â
* * *
[Itâs a big deal, a big deal! How dare you lie like that!]
âNoisy.â
[Your powers arenât perfect yet, so maybe sheâll get her memories back soon!]
Pak pak, the crow flapped its wings and rebuked Johann.
As soon as he entered his mansion, Johann quickly sat down on a chair and pressed his chin.
Then he bit the cork of the wine bottle with his white teeth and pulled it out lightly.
Tung, the cork was thrown onto the floor.
A sweet scent spreaded.
âWhen she gets her memories backâŠâ
ââŠâŠ.â
âThe âgateâ must already be open. By then, she might already have my child in her womb.â
Finding out after everything was over.
What good was it?
After all, her soul would already be tightly bound to him.
Johann squeezed the crown on his head with the naked wine bottle. Dark eyes gleamed.
ââŠ.âŠâ
She would hate him for the rest of her life, but she wouldnât be able to leave him.
She couldnât help but cry, however in the end, she would have no choice but to let him hold her in his arms. As he would be the only one she could lean on.
Thinking about that day made him really happy.
[Crazy! Crazy!]
ââŠâŠ.â
[She didnât even believe it at all! That woman!]
At Toulouseâs words akin to scattering ashes, Johann smiled leisurely.
(PR/N: âsprinkling the ashesâ is an act of disturbing and ruining the atmosphere.)
âAnyway, itâs enough to confuse her today. Thatâs how it starts.â
Slowly, he would be closer to her.
Like when one tried to get closer to a cat by giving it a small prey, one would keep standing out.
He would dig into her chaotic crevices and devour her completely.
His plan was perfect.
[âŠSo, what was that ring? What function does it have?]
Johann shrugged, his black eyes shining.
âNothing.â
[Eh?!]
âI just wanted to give it to her. I wanted to give the woman I love an accessory.â
How pretty would she be if she decorated her body with the things he gave her?
Johann laughed at his pretty imagination.
âThe future is important.â
His eyes darkened.
âRixus found her first and married her, butâŠâ
Now it was different.
âFrom now on, the person who has luck with her memories first will have her.â
[Are you sure you can win?]
âOf course.â
Johann put his mouth on the spout of the wine bottle and took a sip and said,
âRixus will approach her carefully and slowly, as she has lost her memories, butâŠ.â
[Then you?]
âI donât care how. Iâm going to get her by doing any dirty, sleazy, sly and evil thing.â
The crow shook its three heads and replied,
[Itâs normal to go slowly and carefully like the Crown PrinceâŠ]
âI canât afford it.â
Rejecting the advice, Johann leaned forward, dropping himself off the backrest.