In an instant, she felt the earth crumble beneath her heels. She unconsciously dug her nails into her palm; her knuckles turning white as if it would pop out anytime. Lisa could not muster the strength to face Jungkook anymore.
The man to whom I frittered my chastity away was the King of the Kurkans?
Even the cheap comedy shows open at the public market couldn’t be funnier than this. She almost fainted at the hilarious twist of fate.
No, this was from being a mere funny twist of fate. It was highly likely that the King of Kurkan had intentionally approached her.
She felt a shrill pain tearing her chest. She was caught red-handed—the King of Kurkans knew her Achilles’ heels.
She used the man, Jungkook, as a tool for her plans. But ironically, he knew the entire plan. He knew how she lost her virginity, even her innermost desire to die.
Dread filled her. He might even blackmail her with her biggest secret.
Lisa tried to regain composure by calmly holding her breath amidst all the thoughts that bombarded her. She was in a public place—too many eyes were watching her. Hence, she cannot show any hint of agitation.
She braced her emotions and stared forward with a blank look in her eyes, like a doll. But because of his golden eyes kept on piercing her, this became a hard job to accomplish.
His eyes were latched on Lisa alone. He had been staring at her since he first entered the hall, and had only pulled his gaze when greeting the King.
Unfortunately, people couldn’t ignore the ravishing King and his striking eyes, which blatantly dwelled on a certain person among the crowd.
“….”
Murmurs slowly spread throughout the hall. The aristocrats exchanged glances with each other in a peculiar way.
A beautiful princess known as the flower of Estia and a young, strong King of the savage tribe.
It was indeed a fascinating and excellent plot for a made-up tale. And adding the fact that Lisa was Byung Gyongbaek’s fiancé made it more thrilling to the ears of the engrossed onlookers.
For this matter, some intensely looked at the high and mighty Byun Gyeongbaek. How would he react when a handsome monarch was eyeing his fiancé like a candy?
Lisa also couldn’t help but threw a fleeting gaze at him.
Surely, the tyrant sat at the topmost platform, among the senior nobles who gathered in the royal palace. Hence, with his position, he could watch Lisa and Jungkook up close.
His face turned red. The simmering anger inside welling up—he as breathed laboriously. His breathing was so heavy and loud; it could be heard as far as Lisa was sitting.
Unable to contain his ire, Byun Gyeongbaek was about to rush out like an angry bull, when a deep dry cough pulled him back to his senses.
“… Ahem.”
It was a cough from the King of Estia, whose presence had been ignored until now. Naturally, everyone’s attention was diverted to their king, and finally, Lisa was set free from the suffocating eyes of the people. She gulped down a sigh of relief.
The king drew a displeased look, and Jungkook, in response, slyly pulled off a smile. He coolly shrugged off his lack of courtesy.
As his slender lips upturned, a pleasant atmosphere lingered, slightly concealing his dangerous savageness. The noble class, who scorned his kind, had never seen such an aura emanating from a barbarian.
His beaming face naturally attracted the eyes of the people. The King of Estia coughed again to regain attention as he addressed a reply to Jungkook.
“Welcome to the Kingdom of Estia.”
Surprisingly, Jungkook politely replied to him, “Thank you for the warm welcome.”
Astounded by such polite greeting, the king’s face slightly softened. Lisa spits out a curse inside, as her father blindly believed Jungkook’s feigned courtesy.
Putting aside the fact that he set up a false pretense to deceive her… and now… Is he faking an interest in her, too?
His arrival, indeed, meant nothing but trouble. For sure, Lisa thought, he intended to mess around with everything.
Could she still stop him?
However, he had already caught her weakness. Besides, there’s not much time left before she would be taken to Oberde. It would all be spent in turning over her work in the palace.
As Lisa impatiently watched over the conversation between Jungkook and her father, she reckoned what could still be done in a very tight situation like this.
Their conversation on probing one another has been extremely polite. Jungkook had shown respect to the old king by bowing before him, but not stooping so low which shows inferiority. No, he acted perfectly—not too much, at the same time, not in any way lacking decency.
From the first time she laid her eyes on the king, she knew that he would definitely be a tough opponent.
After wrapping up the conversation with the King, Jungkook subsequently exchanged a brief greeting with Dara and Jaehyun. And lastly, he sat in front of Lisa…
This instantly attracted the attention of the aristocrats who had been invigorated by the Jungkook’s sheer display of interest to the princess. Lisa straightened her back and shoulders as she faced the aristocrats whose sparkling eyes burned with curiosity.
“I’m Lisa de Estia.” Her speech, thankfully, didn’t reflect the turmoil brewing inside.
Calm and regal, she extended her hand to the King of Kurkans. But unlike her composed exterior, the tips of her fingers visibly shook, revealing her anxiety.
Time stopped as Jungkook accepted the tiny hand of the princess, even more so when his head descended to plant a kiss on the back of it.
It was a form of greeting in Estia—an act of showing respect to a woman.
Despite mimicking Estia’s etiquette, Jungkook didn’t exert an effort to conceal his true nature. Pressing his mouth against her hand, he parted his lips, making sure that his canine teeth grazed her silky skin.
“…!”
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FanfictionPrincess Lisa wrote a suicide note ahead of her wedding. It was because she was certain that she would die after the wedding night; a miserable end of a princess who devoted her life to the country and to the royal family. But before giving up her l...
