On the wedding night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Freya sat uneasily on the lavish big bed in the chamber, terrified that Grady might walk in.
“Cough, cough, Lita, what’s happening outside?” Freya held a handkerchief, pretending to be so weak she might cough herself to death.
Lita took a quick look around outside, then returned to the room and whispered, “Princess, I don’t think His Highness the Prince is coming.”
As the crowd dispersed, the area outside gradually grew quiet. No one ever came.
Meanwhile, Grady was lying drunk in his own bedroom, fast asleep and completely oblivious.
It was his wedding night. Although Freya was frail and not his type, her figure and face were undeniably beautiful. Since she was already his, why wouldn’t he want a taste of a woman? But before he could act on that thought, it was nipped in the bud.
Outside his door, a shadowy figure collected the drugged wine glass into the space, replaced it with an ordinary glass of red wine, and slipped away without making any noise.
“Princess, I’m back.”
Freya was still pacing the room when she heard a familiar voice behind her.
“Did it work?”
Freya was relieved to see Lant. She quickly walked over to him, beaming with joy.
“Yes.” Lant nodded. “Don’t worry. No one will find out.”
Freya let out a long sigh of relief.
She had no desire to share a bed with him, not to mention have any physical relations with a stranger. That would be worse than death!
And she already had someone in her heart. That someone could only be Lant.
Lita’s eyes darted between the two of them. She snickered to herself and slipped away quietly.
Freya looked affectionately at Lant, but in the end she said nothing.
“Princess, get some rest,” Lant said, his fingers brushing the sword hilt on his waist as he turned to leave.
“I’m not a princess anymore…” Freya pouted slightly and mumbled, lowering her head.
“…” Lant paused, then smiled faintly. “Freya, get some rest.”
Then his figure disappeared silently outside the window.
His voice was so gentle that Freya’s face turned deep red. Although he was now gone, she knew he was watching over her nearby.
“Idiot! Fool!” Freya grabbed a pillow and punched it a couple of times, then buried her face in it. “Doesn’t he understand what I mean? How am I supposed to say something like that out loud…?”
Outside the window, Lant sat cross-legged on the roof, one hand propping up his chin as he covered his face. The black hood covered his eyes, blending him into the night so that his expression could not be seen.
After a long while, a somewhat disgruntled voice floated out, instantly dissipating in the wind.
“How can anyone resist someone so cute…”
…
Grady felt that he had been a bit unlucky lately.
Ever since he married that sickly concubine, his little cousin, who had always loved him, erupted. She came to cause a scene every few days, throwing the palace into chaos. Even the servants took detours to avoid her.
Freya’s health was already poor. She could not withstand the cousin’s deliberate provocations and soon became too ill to leave her room. She stayed inside all day with her door closed.
Seeing her bedridden, Grady at least had no intention of harming a patient. He occasionally came to check on her, but once he confirmed she was really unable to join him in his bed, his interest plummeted.
However, Freya was not always unwell. There were times when she recovered. But each time Grady saw her healthy and thought to summon her to his bed, he would wake up the next morning inexplicably drunk in his own bed, remembering nothing of the night before. Eventually, he gave up.
So, life seemed to go on peacefully until an unexpected event occurred.
The female lead of the original plot Karina, and the male lead Grady had been reborn!
When 0250 informed Lant of this news, Lant was not particularly shocked.
After all, the current plot was no longer the same as the original plot. At this point, anything was possible.
Karina died from a pierced heart on the battlefield in her previous life and then returned. She and Grady had ended up together, sealing the Otherworld Demons and enjoying only a few happy years before the Otherworld Demons broke free again!
Their second resistance was even more difficult, ending with both of them dying on the spot.
When Karina opened her eyes to the familiar dilapidated wooden roof after being reborn, tears of relief streamed down her face.
Heaven still favors her! She is not dead!
In her previous life, she must have failed to completely strip away the holy power within Freya because by then, Freya had already been terminally ill, at death’s door! In this new life, she would strip away every last bit of Freya’s holy power as soon as possible!
Originally, she and Grady would not have met until a year later, during a secret visit. But now, she had to make it happen earlier!
Karina quickly recalled an opportunity.
Soon, there would be a grand parade! As the first prince, Grady would surely appear. She would make a chance encounter and meet him early!
Thinking of this, Karina immediately set out.
Meanwhile, Grady woke from yet another ‘drunken stupor,’ drenched in sweat, gasping for breath, his mind reeling in disbelief.
He had been reborn!
He still remembered the pain of being crushed by a huge Otherworld Demon when the Holy Sword lost its light. That extreme pain all over the body that went deep into the bone was simply too horrible to recall!
No! He was surely a child of destiny. The chosen Hero! Why else would he be reborn?
Grady composed himself and regained his confidence. He began to think about how he would obtain the Holy Sword again.
He did not know why, but in this life, Lant actually followed Freya to Alterg and became her personal guard knight.
But since he himself had been reborn, such a minor change did not matter.
What mattered most was that he had still not drawn the Holy Sword. It must still be embedded in the Dark Night Forest, unpulled!
Grady had also heard the recent rumors sweeping the continent, saying that the Hero had already appeared. Surely they were talking about him?
Heaven must have seen how useless Lant was and decided to give Grady another chance, a chance to go to the Dark Night Forest himself, pull out the Holy Sword, inherit its full power, save the world, and become the savior!
The more Grady thought about it, the more excited he became. He made up his mind to find an opportunity to go to the Dark Night Forest in person and pull out the Holy Sword before Lant could!
Of course, there was one other important matter: find Karina as soon as possible and marry her. Only a woman as brave, beautiful, kind, and charismatic as she deserved to be his primary wife!
As for Freya? He would find an opportunity to set a trap. After transferring the holy power within her to Karina, he would kick her aside. That frail body of hers was not going to last much longer anyway.
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