# 45
45
Ten days later-
“Finally... I'm done!”
She looked at what she was holding in both hands—the medicine bottle in one, the handkerchief in the other—and then stamped her foot in disbelief.
Making medicine was easier than I expected. It is true that she stumbled at first, but she received great help from the emperor himself, who was unexpectedly knowledgeable in this field.
"Huh? What do you mean?"
“This…this is a tiger skin pattern!”
She looked at the red eyes drawn on the canvas and smiled contentedly, then turned her face towards the window.
“At this rate… my heart won’t take it.”
“I almost died of happiness...”
The only thing that brought her back to her senses was that faint golden flash enveloping her body—her magic, which never left her.
She sighed as she regained her focus.
But she did not want to go into that, just being grateful that she was now able to talk to Weigu without disturbance.
“What's wrong?” Angelica asked.
The driver cleared his throat before answering:
"a guest?"
The expression crossed her face.
“So that's why he's in such a hurry...”
I got the point right away.
"Your Highness! Here!"
A voice rose from outside.
She tilted her head to look out the window, and saw a carriage bearing the seal of the Ratlay Kingdom approaching.
“Oh my God...”
“Open the way.”
And so, the confrontation I had always feared would happen... was about to begin.
“Since the matter has been exposed, there is no escape. Let us enter the palace.”
The carriage that was rushing towards him at full speed hesitated slightly, and an angry sound resembling a scream was heard from somewhere, but she ignored it.
She nodded her head in relief, and headed towards the reception room.
The servant and maids tried to buy time until Hugo arrived, and she turned away with a quick glance.
However, there was a need to confront someone from the duchy directly.
It has been several months since her soul took over Angelica Ratlay's body.
Although she lives with the body's remaining memories, gaps will appear over time.
“It is strange that you do not know anything about the current state of the Duchy.”
If she didn't know what was happening in the royal palace now, she wouldn't be of any use to the Selene Empire, right?
“Madam, however...”
“If I feel in danger, I will scream.”
After putting an end to her last fears, she entered the reception room.
The maids quickly brought tea and sweets, and at that moment Crown Prince Luke Ratlay suddenly entered.
“You bastard, you dare treat me like this?!”
Even before the doors closed, he shouted angrily, and the maids' faces immediately hardened.
Angelica sighed inwardly, clenching her fists as she watched the angry Luke.
'He doesn't look like Angelica at all.'
His hair was dark brown while Angelica's hair was light blonde.
His eyes are dull brown, making him appear generally dull-looking.
'Angelica, everyone says she's beautiful...'
As for this man in front of her, he is at most of average beauty.
“Do you know I'm talking to you?”
But since she had lived with Hugo the whole time, she felt no reaction to his threat.
“Why did you come here?”
He sighed and leaned his body towards her: “Because you got married, right? Woman, you talk to me disrespectfully!”
Remembering that she had been using formal respect with him before, Angelica thought: ‘Should I change to formal respect now? Or is it okay to talk directly?
She raised her eyes to face him directly.
“Nothing matters. My husband is Hugo Bernstein himself.”
During her married life, Angelica read not only books of magic but books of continental history avidly.
She discovered that Hugo Bernstein's greatness was greater than she expected.
Even some tribes on the fringes of the continent translate his name as “blood-hungry warrior,” which shows how much the continent fears him.
Locke was confused, perhaps because of the bad reputation he knew about Hugo.
Then he grabbed her shoulder violently and said:
“What? I got married freely after the situation was already set.”
He laughed sarcastically and said, “‘Freely’? Haha, and when did you have that right?”
He gripped her shoulder harder, but despite the pain, she faced him with defiant eyes.
With each response, Angelica's body seemed to reject Luke's control.
He shouted, insisting on his words:
“Do you think you deserve respect? No.”
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