May Every Wound Be Fatal - vanish into fiction

A cold wind seemed to blow between the two of them. His piercingly blue eyes narrowed as he looked at her.

Her own eyes, meeting him closely after so long, trembled uncontrollably. Nevertheless, Reyna never avoided his gaze.

He suddenly muttered.

“I wish to leave.”

“Please grant me your permission. I will live quietly.”

“Is that what you intend to do?”

“Yes, that is what I intend to do.”

“…I wonder. Would your greedy father be of the same mind.”

“You need not worry about that matter. I have yet to bear a prince. The justification is sufficient, so even the Duke will have no choice but to accept it.”

Her voice as she spoke trembled with tension, but there was no hint of hesitation. It showed that she had long contemplated being dethroned.

Immediately after, his lips sealed heavily.

Feeling anxious for him, Reyna moistened her dry lips and called to him.

“Elizer.”

How long had it been since she last spoke his name? The sound of her own voice calling his name felt so unfamiliar, so desperately urgent, that she faltered.

He seemed to feel something similar, briefly furrowing his brows.

Unconsciously, Reyna turned her head away. His gaze did not withdraw.

Ever since some point, whenever she faced him, Reyna felt suffocated. It was the moment her eyes moved instinctively, searching for a place to escape.

He spoke softly.

“This is the position you chose.”

The moment Reyna reflexively turned to look at him, he strode forward.

In an instant, they were close enough for their toes to almost touch. She flinched and tried to step back.

But Elizer’s rough hand grabbing her chin was faster.

“Did you think you could so easily step down from the position you obtained by shedding so much blood?”

Elizer was the illegitimate son of the former King Bailion and an unnamed dancer.

He should not have been able to become king, but he did.

Because the daughter of Duke Dazbel, Leonard, who was called the king above the king, chose him.

Leonard wanted his daughter to become queen. Thus, the Duke resolved to place the king’s illegitimate son, whom no one paid attention to, upon the throne.

In the process, countless people lost their lives, and the boy who dreamed of becoming a knight sat upon a throne drenched in blood.

“How dreadful.”

“…….”

Dreadful. Now that she thought of it, Elizer had said the same thing five years ago

She had fallen in love with him at first sight and eagerly awaited the day she would marry him, but when they reunited after a year, he had become a completely different person.

Elizer, wearing the crown, had said with a pained grimace.

“I find you utterly dreadful…”

Reynna, who had been swollen with anticipation, foolishly realized only then that something was terribly wrong.

He had never wanted the throne.

He did not want the deaths of his half-brothers and their bloodlines, nor the many people who followed him.

Of course, Reyna had not anticipated such an outcome either. All she had wanted was…

The words swirling in her mouth were vaguely swallowed under his cold gaze. It seemed that confessing would only increase his resentment towards her. She desperately wanted to end it.

Reynna spat out the words as if vomiting.

“…So, just cast me out now.”

Then Elizer’s expression hardened frighteningly.

Seeing the vivid anger swirling in his downcast blue eyes, Reyna finally thought the end had come and closed her eyes.

But the next moment, Elizer grabbed the cloak she was wearing with a rough hand.

“Wh, what…”

Reynna’s eyes flew open.

The shock did not end there. He tore the cloak off as if he would rip it to shreds and threw it roughly to the floor, then began to strip off everything else she was wearing.

Rip.

With the sound of tough silk tearing under his relentless hands, her pale white breasts bounced into view.

Flustered, Reyna covered her chest with one hand and pushed against his shoulder with the other. But the man, who seemed twice her size, did not budge an inch; instead, she was the one pushed back, momentarily losing her balance and staggering.

As if he had been waiting for that moment, Elizer pushed her backwards and unhesitatingly climbed on top of her.

Reynna, who had tightly shut her eyes anticipating the impact, gently opened her eyelids again upon feeling his large hands cushioning her head and lower back, followed by the sensation of a soft carpet.

Elizer threw off the loosely worn top he had on. Now half-naked in an instant, he immediately bent down over her.

At his looming shadow, Reyna opened her mouth in disbelief.

“Wh, what are you doing?”

But he seemed to have no intention of answering further. Without delay, his warm hand kneaded one breast, and he lowered his head to take the other breast into his mouth.

“Ah…”

As the slippery mass enveloped the pink peak, something chilling traced down her spine. The sensation, felt after far too long, made Reyna momentarily lose her words.