Chapter 1 – Prologue

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The sound of a sharp, skin-splitting weapon stopped at a certain moment.
Then, with the sound of heavy footsteps, dim orange torches crossed the hall.

The castle, which had been devastated by the war, had been chilly for a long time.
Tessa was shaking uncontrollably.
The only thing she wore over her nightgown was a thin, dark green, outdated shawl.
It was different from all the other wives who wore fur.

Tessa caught a glimpse of her reflection in the shards of broken glass rolling across her floor.

Dry lips and darkly gloomy eyes.
The red, ginger colored-hair, of which she had prided herself in, had long since become dull, and her lively skin was pale and sickly.

The woman, who could not withstand the winds and waves of life, was slowly falling apart like those broken shards.

Tessa, who looked shabby even when her future life or death was unclear, felt pathetic and miserable.

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Idiot.
She tries to whisper quietly in a cracked voice.
It was a life far from happiness until the end.
Even her imminent death would be nondescript.
There would be no one to cry for her.
Just as she was born and abandoned, she would also be abandoned when she died.

“…”

There was the sound of clattering armor in the distance.
Barely holding back the tears that were about to come out, Tessa grabbed her shawl tightly.

It wasn’t the time for her to be completely lost in thought.
It was time to find out the face of the new lord who killed her old husband, whom she did not want to wed.
The new lord could also be the one who would put an end to her miserable life.

Tessa raised her head and looked at the person’s feet as they approached her.
The armor, drenched in blood, made a terrifying noise.
It sounded like the wailing of those who collapsed without having the chance to utter their final words.
Then, as the man moved, dark red blood dripped to the ground and left clear marks on the white marble floor.

How many people did the man kill to come here?

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Tessa’s husband must have also been killed by the person’s ruthless sword that was splattered with blood.
Had her old husband resisted and swung his sword even once? But she knew that couldn’t be the case.

There was a lot of talk about the man who attacked the Euthert estate.

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