Political Marriage With a Friendly Enemy Chapter 51

Chapter 51

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“Even if you hate , I can’t help it.”

Kwanach said with red bloodshot eyes. His voice was strong, as if he would never bend his will.

My heart pounded in my chest. I said, trembling.

“Kwanach, that’s not true….”

“I will do anything if I can keep you safe.”

It was as if there was a solid wall between us. It seed useless in saying anything to Kwanach now. He seed to have already made up his mind to walk alone.

I understood how Kwanach felt. He must be worried because I almost died. It was a rather understandable feeling, and I was even more at a loss for words.

Still, I couldn’t accept him locking in here.

“Even if I say no? Even if I don’t want to?”

I tried to speak in a tearful voice, but I couldn’t get through to the already twisted Kwanach.

“I’ve already prepared myself to be hated by you.”

“Kwanach!”

Kwanach stood up. A pitch black shadow covered as his huge body stood before .

His jaws tightened and he collected his emotions. The water in his eyes dried up.

Eventually, he said in a dry, firm voice.

“It’s very dangerous out there. Please stay in the Imperial Palace until the problem is resolved.”

“…….”

“I’m sorry.”

It was a flattering apology. Kwanach left the room.

The door closed, and I was left alone in the room.

I was out of breath. I wrapped my knees with the palms of my hands. Kwanach’s hot body heat was still clinging to my skin.

My mind was a ss. If I lived trapped here like this, my life would be no different from my previous life.

But ……what should I do?

Will I be able to convince Kwanach?

Kwanach was in a rage. It seed last year that he regained his cool-headed reason. I thought of Kwanach’s eyes, which were watery with anxiety and madness.

Unlike my previous life, I knew that Kwanach cared about and tried to lock up because he was worried for my safety, but…

From outward appearances, this was a glamorous and comfortable prison. Kwanach was a friendly shackle.

* * *

Days passed more after I spent so ti locked up only in my room. A lot has changed since I ca back from the poisoning crisis.

Kwanach had changed completely. The people around treated with more care.

Other changes have co at night ti, unconsciously.

I heard that voice constantly in my dreams. It was the voice I heard when I was wandering around the border of death after being poisoned.

The surrounding area was all blackness with no sense of direction. In the infinite emptiness a low voice called out to and so on.

I didn’t know who it was. And so the sa dream repeated itself for several days.

On the third day, I decided to follow the voice and move my feet aimlessly. Gradually, the darkness ahead of cleared and I saw a dim shape.

“A birch tree….”

There was no way I couldn’t recognize it. It was the tree I was tied to for several years after my death in my previous life.

It was the only tree I could talk to.

“What does this an?”

While I was flustered, the scenery changed in a flash. The darkness cleared and a familiar scene unfolded in front of .

“Oh…..”

It was really there.

That was where I was assassinated.

Along the road where I had to be helplessly held captive as a ghost.

Suddenly, a chill blew through my body. I rushed to touch my body. I was wearing the sa shabby wedding dress I had worn when I died in my previous life.

All of this was so vivid that the previous life I had ended felt as far away as a dream.

‘No, I’m definitely asleep. This is a dream. It’s a dream….’

But maybe there was a sudden ti reversal, as if I had suddenly returned to my childhood days from my previous life. If it happened once, could it happen twice?

A horrible headache shook my head.

I called out to the birch tree in a panic.

“What is the aning of this? I don’t know why I’m here. I don’t know why I’m here. Kwa, Kwanach is ……?”

I instinctively thought of Kwanach. Imdiately a familiar voice of the tree rang out.

“…… What?”

By the side of the road next to the tree, there was a parade of Northern Allied forces. Everyone seed exhausted from the old war. The soldiers slled of depression and pain.

At that mont, a knight suddenly rushed from behind and shouted,

“Tell the 2nd Battalion, Prince Jenner….!”

Jenner, my brother. It was announcing Jenner’s death.

Jenner was fifteen years old when he entered the war and died. Everything that I had witnessed in my previous life was happening in front of my eyes once again.

“No, it’s not… …… This can’t be.”

“I shouldn’t be here. I’ve certainly got another chance. So I t Kwanach again, and even married him to prevent war……”

“What are you talking about? You must have had a dream. A very long dream. >

“……A dream?”

The tree had a point. I might have had a long dream, wishing intensely to leave this place.

The kind words I exchanged with Kwanach, his warmth, his love….

As soon as I realized that it was all just my imagination, I started to cry. I was in a situation where I had fought with Kwanach just before.

I was still tied to the tree as I did in my previous life, contemplating the words of the tree in a daze. In fear that everything might have been my delusion.

Ti seed to be moving very fast. Before I knew it, I couldn’t see the soldiers on the street. It changed from day to night. I wondered how many days had passed since then.

One day, I was terrified that all of this in the second life was just my imagination. Suddenly, a little girl appeared from the side of the road. How could a child be walking alone in the middle of a war? I looked at the child in surprise.

Her clothes seed to be tattered, and her long hair was scattered about. Her bare feet were covered in blood.

I wanted to save the child imdiately, but I was a ghost tied to a tree. The child would never be able to see or touch .

It was a ti when the helplessness I had experienced countless tis in my previous life took hold of . The girl looked at exactly where I was.

“Please help …….”

The child spoke up, albeit faintly.

“Can you see ?”

The child nodded briefly and then fell down, as if she had run out of strength. I quickly tried to run to the child, but the tree voice stopped .

“Hey, I might be able to get out to the side of the road.”

“But the kid saw . I’ve never seen anything like this before. I want to do sothing to help her.”

I ca down from the tree. The wedding dress I wore when I died was dragged on the floor.

I walked towards the child step by step. The further I got from the birch, the heavier my legs beca and the tighter my chest beca.

I had tried countless tis to get out of the tree in my previous life. Each ti I failed. So unknown intangible force held down.

“Ugh ……”

I groaned and looked towards where the child had fallen.

It was strange to feel pain while being an insubstantial ghost, after all, all this pain was ant to be my illusion. That’s why I can get through it. I stepped forward, vowing to myself.

“I can get out of this. I won’t be tied down. It’s okay. I can do it.”

The further I got from the tree and the closer I got from the child, the more intense the pain beca. So much so that my fingertips began to fade.

The branches of the tree swayed behind . It was as if it was trying to warn and hold back.

My body beca more and more transparent. But I didn’t stop. Eventually, I reached the child.

Suddenly, the area was inadvertently enveloped in darkness. The birch tree and the child had completely disappeared.

In the darkness, a voice I had heard before called out to .

Strangely, I instinctively recognized the owner of the voice.

It was the Master of this world, Goddess Fahar.

The Goddess’s voice stirred in my head.

Speaking of the Goddess’s sister, she was referring to the Silver Forest. Her sister, who was half human, was sleeping there.

With that, the voice of the Goddess was faintly heard. Then I woke up.

Gasp.

I finally lifted my heavy eyelids. I woke up from my sleep, still dazed as ever.

Maybe it was because I had been in the dream for a few days too long. At first I felt terrified, as if I had been thrown into a strange place. Eventually, I ca to my senses and quickly realized it.

“It was all a dream…….”

I was back again. This was the reality with Kwanach and my second life.

My whole body tingled, but it wasn’t exhaustion. It was more like being pushed by an intangible force.

An instinctive feeling of awe, intimidation, fear….

Was it really the Goddess? But I was not a priest, so how could I hear the voice of the Goddess?

Or perhaps it was just an empty dream created by my anxiety. But the voice in the dream was still fresh in my ears, as if it had whispered beside . It was as if I was face to face with the Goddess.

It was ridiculous. To think that the Goddess had called was in itself a kind of disrespect.

But at a ti when the waters of the river were polluted and the blessings of the Goddess were fading more and more on the human continent, there was an arrogant but worrying speculation that the Goddess might indeed have co to my aid.

What does it an to regain my destiny? Was this dream like a test planned by the Goddess?

Now there was a lot I didn’t understand. It was only natural that I, a re mortal, could not guess what the will of God.

“There are so many things I don’t know about the Goddess.”

First, I asked Marianne to bring as many books on Goddess Fahar from the library as she could.

No one should be unfamiliar with the mythology of the Goddess, who was said to be the creator of this world. Even a young child knew the myth. However, I had never studied theology properly, so I did not know the technical details.

I prayed that the books would bring so useful knowledge as always.

* * *

While I was trapped for a few days, I spent my ti reading myths and tales about Goddess Fahar, the Goddess of Creation.

But nowhere did the goddess repeatedly co to in my dreams. And there was nothing about the child in a dream.

Only in the moirs of many of the heroes of the turbulent tis, there were passages claiming that they were chosen by the Goddess.

‘That’s the way it is. That’s the story that all heroes and royalty tell to the people.’

It was difficult to discern the truth. The Pernen family, the previous dynasty of the land, was also famous for having its founder blessed by the Goddess.

After reading a few books, I lost interest and soon felt helpless. No matter how much knowledge I accumulated, there was nothing I could do right away.

If the Goddess’ call was true and not my imagination, what was I supposed to do?

The Goddess asked to protect her. However, being locked in a room, I could not protect anyone. I didn’t know much about what was going on outside.

It was difficult to keep asking Marianne. Because she had to disobey the Emperor’s orders, which was a burden on her.

Obviously there seed to be a war outside, but inside the palace, it was peaceful.

Kwanach took ti out of his busy schedule to co and see every day. He only inquired briefly about my well-being and then disappeared.

I wasn’t angry with him, nor was I nice to him as if nothing had happened. I just nodded silently.

With such a dry response, Kwanach looked like he was going to collapse any second.

It was the sa today.