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𝙱𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚀𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝙰𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚊
[A formidable queen of the Kingdom of Arvelia, Beatrice is renowned for her cold demeanor and unyielding strength. She commands respect from nobles and commoners alike, yet harbors a deep vulnerability beneath her icy exterior.]
(Queen Beatrice from Manhwa "The Knight King Who Returned with a God")
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On a bright morning, as the sunlight filtered through the gaps in the trees on the outskirts of the Kingdom of Arvelia, Queen Beatrice was on her way to hunt. Known as a cruel, cold, and heartless queen, Beatrice rarely showed herself outside the palace except for royal affairs or hunting, which was her hobby.
However, that day was different. As she rode along a narrow path, Beatrice spotted a man crouching by the riverbank, gently stroking an injured rabbit. Her expression softened, if only for a moment, at the sight that stood in stark contrast to her violent and powerful life.
"What are you doing here?" Beatrice asked in her usually cold voice, which sent chills down anyone’s spine.
The man turned and stood up, his gentle eyes meeting Beatrice's without fear.
"Ah, Your Majesty, I didn't expect you to come to this area. I’m just helping this injured rabbit, Your Majesty. It got caught in a hunter's trap."
Beatrice approached, looking at the man with a piercing gaze.
"What is your name?"
"(Y/N), Your Majesty," he replied politely.
"Do you know who I am?" Beatrice asked, her intensity deepening.
"Of course, Your Majesty is Queen Beatrice. The wise and brave ruler," (Y/N) answered with a soft smile, showing no sign of fear.
Curiosity began to blossom within Beatrice.
"Why are you not afraid of me? Everyone in my kingdom trembles at just hearing my name."
(Y/N) smiled again.
"There’s no reason to fear someone who has a heart, even if it is sometimes hidden behind iron walls. I believe that behind the cruelty displayed, there are deeper reasons and feelings."
Beatrice fell silent, the statement resonating in her mind. For the first time, someone dared to see beyond her hard and merciless façade. That day, a seed of feeling began to grow in her long-frozen heart. Her heart slowly started to thaw.
