"Do I have to get married?"
Ella, a Witch Princess, was fighting a war against the humans. To end it, she is married to someone from the Edelin Empire. Her husband is a slaughterer, the Black Reaper. He is a knight known throughout the continent, Du...
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"Mm..."
It was a while before I opened my eyes and was greeted by an unfamiliar ceiling. My heart stopped beating for a second. Only for a second.
"Right. I'm married."
After remembering the situation that I was currently in, I sighed and lay down again. Judging from the quiet surroundings and cool air against my skin, it was morning.
"I'm still alive."
My life, which I thought would end last night, continued. I don't know how far I'll get. My stomach rumbled.
"I'm hungry." I jumped out of bed. "It's been a while since I had a decent meal."
Was it because I was about to die? I skipped breakfast and lunch yesterday because I had no appetite. I also skipped dinner because I was so tired that I forgot my hunger. Was it the feeling of being alive that made me famished?
"Who'd have known I'd be starving before my husband kills me."
I couldn't help it; I had no choice but to find something to eat. I strode to the closet.
"If I go to the kitchen, I'll get some stale bread. Milk if I'm lucky."
I didn't even want warm soup or fresh fruit. I didn't care as long as it was enough to fill my stomach. I opened the closet door and...
"What is this?" Yesterday when I checked out the room, I just gave it a glance, but with sunlight pouring in from the window, it was more extravagant to see. "Why do I have so many clothes?"
The closet was packed with dresses of the highest quality. "None of them suit my taste." I prefer simple designs, so I felt these were too flamboyant. How long have they been there? "Oh, maybe they aren't mine."
No wonder this room had too many clothes just for one person. Regardless of whether or not there were enough dresses for each season, I didn't think I was the right person to feel the affection in every piece of clothing.
"Do you have a secret lover? Unsurprising." I quickly closed the closet door. If these clothes do belong to my husband's lover, I can't use them. It's fine, I didn't like them anyway.
I opened the drawer and found it contained simpler clothes. These must belong to me. "The fabric is quite soft." There wasn't a corset, and I liked its design.
After changing my clothes, I left the room. "There's no one here..."
It was quiet outside. Only late last night did I hear a murmur outside the door. Because it was still dawn, I didn't even see anyone. This was an opportunity. "Where's the kitchen?"
When I first entered this place, I instinctively stepped back, recalling the smoke coming out from the right side of the castle. I was nervous about encountering other humans along the way, but fortunately, the castle was silent as if someone cast a spell on it.
