Vol. 6 Ch. 113

Night had fallen on the Imperial dance hall.

Rosvisser stood alone on the balcony, gazing out into the evening darkness. Her face, cool and expressionless as always, carried a faint trace of melancholy.

Before long, footsteps sounded behind her.

Steady and firm—she didn’t even need to look back to know who it was.

“You were acting a little strange today, Rosvisser.”

Leon came up beside her, eyes full of concern.

“I know that thing about the doctor was fake. You just wanted to declare your place and our family in front of others. But that was just a chance encounter. Between me and Elusa—nothing ever happened. I thought—”

“You thought I’d be like I was in your memory world, ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) completely unfazed by something like this?”

Rosvisser let out a soft hum, lowering her gaze and pressing one hand gently to her cheek. Silvery strands of hair fell over her face, making her look tired and wistful.

“To be honest, at first… I thought I’d be the one to forget it.

But then I saw Moon mistake her for me. I saw the joy in Elusa’s eyes when she saw you again after all those years. And I realized… she’s never married.

That’s when something uncontrollable began to stir in my heart—this jealousy that came out of nowhere.

That concrete sense of threat and unease… it’s something no illusion could ever compare to.”

The more she spoke, the softer her voice grew. The lower her head dipped.

“I understand, Leon… we both understand everything.

I shouldn’t have declared my status so blatantly in front of an old friend.

But I couldn’t help it… I don’t know what came over me…”

I just wanted… I just wanted to make sure, in that moment, how much I meant to you. To know that nothing from outside could ever make you leave me…

I’m sor—”

Before that “sorry” could even leave her lips, she was already pulled tightly into the man’s embrace.

His chest was still as firm and steady as always. It had always been her safest harbor whenever she was exhausted.

She buried her face into Leon’s chest.

The impulse in her dragon blood clashed with the sensitivity she’d cultivated as she grew. The heat born of that collision practically consumed her emotions.

“I understand, Rosvisser.”

Leon gently stroked her hair, patting her back like coaxing a grown-up little girl.

“It’s my fault. I’ve always expected you to handle everything calmly and rationally. I’m sorry.”

“I should’ve known you really cared about Elusa. That those weren’t just jokes or harmless bickering. You cared deeply… and I’m sorry. I should’ve seen that sooner.”

Before Leon, Rosvisser had never experienced any romantic feelings.

They had rushed into marriage, rushed into having children, rushed into love and trust.

True, their love as husband and wife was pure—untouchable by any outside force.

But when faced with something unexpected, Rosvisser couldn’t help but falter.

To most people with past relationship experience, Elusa wouldn’t have been a big deal.

But to Rosvisser, Elusa was that one speck of ink on Leon’s otherwise blank emotional canvas.

Even if that speck was light—so light it couldn’t be seen unless placed under sunlight—Rosvisser could spot it on the page in an instant.

The moment she saw the real Elusa, the moment she confirmed she’d never married, Rosvisser panicked—lost control of her heart.

Like a frightened kitten, lashing out even when someone reached out a comforting hand.

But when the world grew quiet again, she would reflect. And regret.

Just like now.

Thankfully, she had a husband who always thought of her first—a husband who truly cared about her feelings.

“Leon…”

“All these years. After everything that’s happened. When have I ever truly left you?”

Leon said, lightly grasping Rosvisser’s shoulders, and gently pushed her back from his chest.

Their eyes met. He gazed into those slightly pitiful silver eyes, cupped her cheeks with care.

“Rosvisser, no matter how the world changes, no matter what people or events we encounter in the future, I want you to always remember...

I will always love you. Forever.

Because you are… my everything.”

If it weren’t for the poor soundproofing in this place, someone might’ve started crying tiny little pearls on the spot.

Naturally, Leon considered Her Majesty’s pride. He pulled her back into his arms before finishing that sentence.

So she could secretly wipe her tears.

After a moment of silence, Rosvisser sniffled softly.

“I’m okay now.”

“You cried it all out?”

“I didn’t cry.”

And right on cue—another sniffle.

Leon said nothing, just smiled and gently took her hand again.

“Mm, so now you’re sure of your place in my heart?”

“Mm…”

After a pause, Rosvisser asked again,

“Do you think I was being annoying… or childish today?”

“Not at all. No matter how many times you ask, Rosvisser, my answer will always be the same.”

Leon added:

“And I’ve told you before—I like seeing you act a little childish and emotional now and then. It makes you feel more real.”

Rosvisser couldn’t help but smile faintly. Still holding Leon’s hand, she shyly shifted her arm in close to her body—but she couldn’t let her words sound too excited.

“Oh~ got it.”

Leon smiled with narrowed eyes, then added,

“But from an objective standpoint, your offensive pressure today was… a bit high. And it hit me with a few debuffs too.”

Rosvisser opened her eyes. “Debuffs? What do you mean?”

“Moon clung to me for three hours, nonstop asking if we’re going to give her a new sister again.”

Rosvisser pressed her lips together in a light laugh. “So how did you explain it?”

“I said the doctor misdiagnosed you—that you’d just been eating too much and gained some weight—”

“You said I’m fat!”

“...It just slipped out, just slipped out!”

Rosvisser laughed and swatted with her tail. Leon dodged, laughing.

After a bit of playful chaos, Rosvisser turned serious again.

“Mm… you’re right. I really did overreact today… too cold-headed. I’m debating whether I should go apologize to Elusa.”

“She’s not the petty type. You don’t need to apologize—just talk it out calmly next time.”

Leon added.

Hearing that, Rosvisser raised a brow—and immediately began launching a verbal barrage like a rapid-fire cannon:

“Not the petty type?

Ohhh~ and here I thought she was just some old classmate, but turns out you know her really well, huh~

‘Not the petty type’~ so you’re saying I am petty, huh?

How exactly am I petty? Huh? Tell me! Where am I petty?!”

“……”

She went on and on, chirping nonstop.

But Leon wasn’t the least bit annoyed.

He just smiled as he watched his usually cool and noble queenly wife get all jealous, pouty, and irrational for his sake.

You couldn’t just marry anyone, after all~

……

……

“Leon, Lady Melkvey—what brings you here?”

The next morning, Leon and Rosvisser arrived at Elusa’s home with a box of fresh pastries and a bouquet of flowers.

With help from the Lionheart Order, finding her address hadn’t been difficult.

The pastries were personally made by Rosvisser that morning, and the flowers had been carefully chosen by her as well.

Leon had said there was no need for a formal apology, but Rosvisser still wanted to make up for her outburst in her own way.

Otherwise she wouldn’t be able to let it go.

“You’re one of the few friends Leon has in the Empire. We didn’t get to prepare anything properly yesterday, so we came by today with a little gift.”

Elusa looked flattered. “That’s far too kind, Lady Melkvey. Please, come in.”

She welcomed the couple inside.

The pastries and flowers were placed on the coffee table in the living room.

Elusa poured two cups of coffee for them.

“I’m not sure if it’s to your taste… Dragons drink coffee, right?”

Leon nodded. “They do.”

This was his first time in Elusa’s home.

From the shoes and coats at the entrance, it was clear she lived alone.

The house wasn’t very big, but it was cozy, neat, and warmly organized.

Elusa sat on another sofa and asked,

“Lady Melkvey, are you pregnant? Isn’t it risky to be up this early?”

“Ah~ no, no… it was a misdiagnosis. Yes, a misdiagnosis.”

“Misdiagnosis?”

Rosvisser scratched her temple and gave a sheepish smile. “Mm. I’ve just… been eating a bit much lately…”

Damn that bastard. His excuse may have been annoying, but it worked.

“Oh~ I see.”

Elusa was a sharp woman. She could tell this early-morning visit with pastries and flowers was clearly to make up for yesterday.

She truly didn’t hold a grudge about it. In fact, when she got home, she realized she’d probably overreacted a bit too when seeing Leon again.

So she couldn’t really blame his wife for asserting her position.

If she’d never heard of Rosvisser before, Elusa now had a pretty clear impression of Leon’s dragon queen.

Very gentle. Quiet-spoken. But always by Leon’s side—truly a model wife.

“By the way, after graduation, you didn’t seem to join the Dragon Military. Did you take another job?”

The conversation shifted to work, and Elusa answered without hesitation:

“Mm. I currently work with the Empire’s archaeology team.”

“Archaeology, huh… sounds impressive.”

Elusa smiled, tucked a lock of hair behind her ear, and modestly said:

“Not that impressive really—just digging holes, piecing bones together, taking photos, that sort of thing. Oh, actually, I have some pictures from a recent project here. Want to see?”

“Sure, thanks.”

Elusa pulled a stack of photos from her work bag and placed them on the table.

“It’s from a forest just outside the capital. We found a really interesting old tree there—and underneath it, what looks like an entrance leading somewhere.”

Leon picked up the photos and looked through them with Rosvisser.

Indeed—beneath a towering ancient tree, there seemed to be some kind of hidden passage.

“If you’re interested, I can tell you more—ah, though it might get a little dull. That’s just how this work is.”

Leon nodded. “Mm, go ahead. We’re curious about this kind of thing too.”

“Alright.”

Elusa began:

“You saw the entrance under the tree, right? Based on our archaeology team’s analysis, the damage to the underground passage and the surrounding vegetation show a clear time discrepancy.

In other words, thirty years ago, someone excavated this hidden tunnel under the ancient tree.

And figuring out where that tunnel leads—that’s our next goal.”

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