Fate : A Twisted Story

Chapter : 03

As I look around the room, everything seems perfect - except for that irritating glare. As soon as I walked in, I noticed him staring at me with a look that could kill me. It's clear that he's not happy about the marriage. But really, who would be thrilled about being forced into a situation they don't want to be in? It's frustrating, to say the least.

'Wow, would you just look at this? I never imagined I'd be in this situation. If only my life weren't on the line, I wouldn't have married you.'

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'Wow! This room exudes opulence. The furniture is a mixture of medieval and modern styles, and the bed is so large that I could roll around in it. The interior design is marvelous, particularly the art on the ceiling, which is so eye-catching. Is this really my room? It's three times the size of what I expected!'

"Greetings, my lady. I will be in charge of your daily needs; it's a pleasure to serve you," the maid introduced herself while standing two steps behind me. 'Although the maid at House Basilisk didn't treat me well, I appreciate that she is good at her job.'

"I wonder what your name is?" I asked, my tone friendly yet curious. She kept her head down, staring at the ground before finally answering, "I'm Miya, my lady."

As she spoke, I couldn't help but sense that there was more to her story, something that had yet to unfold.

As I looked at Miya, I couldn't help but notice her striking appearance. Her hair was cut in a high-low bob, with a pure white color that contrasted sharply with her pitch-black marble eyes. Despite her shorter height, she exuded a sense of confidence and control. Her face was stoic, giving nothing away, almost like a poker face. She spoke with clarity and authority, "Shall I prepare a bath for you, my lady?" Her words were polite and respectful. It was clear that she was a capable and efficient maid who took pride in her work.

I gazed at the maid before me and smiled, expressing my gratitude for her presence. "Yes, that would be lovely," I replied, nodding my head in agreement.

As she raised her head to look at me, "Do you need anything else, my lady?" she asked, her voice full of warmth and kindness.

"No, that will be all. I place my trust in your capable hands from this moment on," I said, walking over to the plush wing chair that was placed in the room. With a graceful bow, the maid left the room, leaving me to sink down into the comfortable embrace of the chair.

'At last, I am free from that suffocating household. This forced alliance may have saved my life, but it has come at a high cost. If only I had the power to decide my own fate, I would never have found myself in this situation.' I sink into the plush armchair, feeling the soft fabric against my skin. As I close my eyes and let out a deep breath, my mind begins to wander. Thoughts drift in and out, like leaves caught in a gentle breeze, as I allow myself to fully unwind and embrace the peaceful tranquility of the moment.

The Dragun family is widely recognized as the most dominant and influential family in the Azarson Empire. Their military prowess is unmatched and unparalleled, and they have always displayed their strength with pride. Even the imperial family, who are considered to be the most powerful family in the empire, cannot compare to the might and military capabilities of the Dragun family.

Despite their unmatched strength, the Duke of Dragun is very cautious and wishes to avoid any chaos that may arise as a result of any power struggles. As a result, they have decided to remain as the dukedom of Azarson, rather than pursue any ambitions of taking over the empire.

The young Duke Dragun is the only heir to the dukedom, and as such, whoever marries him will undoubtedly strengthen their family's power and position in the empire. It is rumored that if he had chosen to marry Princess Roseanne, who is the only Princess of the Azarson Empire, the imperial family would have become even more influential and dominant than ever before.