After Verena had left the second prince's palace with Theodore, her new personal knight, Azazel looked out the window and noticed how bright the sky was.
As if the sky was protecting his happy feelings.
"Verena..."
As he remembered Verena's lovely figure, his cheeks flushed.
Her stunning jet-black hair reaches her waist, as well as her powerful, confident brilliant aquamarine eyes. They make him unable to avert his gaze away from her.
And how his heart flutters when he discovers she has visited him.
He has a secret that only he knows about.
It is that he loves her so much that it drives him insane.
"I can't believe she went out of her way to ask me for marriage."
Azazel understands that simply wanting Verena isn't enough. For a person like him, falling in love with someone like her, is painful.
He, an illegitimate child, not to mention, the second prince that no one wanted in the first place, fell in love with a woman from an esteemed dukedom who has the direct bloodline of the family.
He had always believed he had no chance to approach her. But, beyond expectation, it was her who approached him first.
As though he'd been hit by a once-in-a-lifetime miracle.
"I still can't believe it..."
He mumbled under his breath as he slumped back in his seat, replaying Verena's face in his mind.
"... She's still as lovely and charming from years ago."
He smiled to himself, as if he were drowning in his own small world of happiness.
However, he was also reminded of Verena's determination. To make him the Emperor and her to be above all others.
What a striking resemblance to their goals.
And he's well aware that she's merely using him for her own purposes.
"... Let's try this out, then."
He took the small glass bottle, which contains the black liquid, that Verena claimed was her own invention.
Even though Azazel adores Verena, he wants to know if she is trustworthy like what she had exclaimed.
Because of his suspicion, he has sent Theodore to be her knight, both to spy on her and to protect her.
(However, I'm certain she isn't fooling me in any way.)
He stood up from his seat and walked over to his sword, which he had placed in the room's corner.
He took the sword out of its sheath, revealing a metallic silver blade in the process.
"........."
Azazel opened the bottle cap without hesitation and poured it on his blade as she commanded.
Surprisingly, there was not a single drop of the black liquid wasted because the blade absorbed it almost instantly.
"......!"
Azazel's eyes widened as the blade's silver color was overtaken by a black color, identical to the liquid he'd just poured down.
(... It's true.)
When he raised his blade, the silver color faded away, revealing a full-fledged black sword.
He was reminded of the words that Verena said to him, about her being the founder and the one who creates that black liquid.
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Romance[Discontinued] After dying in prison because an experiment, I went back 2 years before my death. My faith in the Imperial Family, my affection for my own family, all of it could go to hell! To do that, I went to the second prince of this Empire, Az...
