Summary
Agnes believed her husband was a heartless man and that her life was miserable compared to others’… until he was denounced as a traitor and hunted down, all in order to protect her.
‘Wife. Please be well.’
She clenched her chest as she kneeled in front of his severed arm. Even now, the image of his corpse was vivid in her memories.
“Princess? Why are you crying all of a sudden?”
At the end of her despair, she found that she had returned to their wedding night three years ago.
“You must be nervous since this is our first night, but don’t worry, Princess. I don’t have any thoughts of sleeping with you.”
“Why not? I’m your bride, and we’ve completed our nuptials. Now, let’s take off our clothes and go to bed.”
“…Princess?”
She tugged his arm forcefully.
I won’t leave you behind this time. I swear that this time, I’ll protect you. If you die, I’ll die with you—not as Nyirseg’s princess, but as Agnes Alphard, your wife.
She made a firm pledge to herself.