Chapter 159

Then one day, he took the Duchess to visit the mansion.

“I want to see if the ‘Bella’ is talented in making medicine. There is something you must do for His Highness.”

The Duchess wanted medicine that could turn Paris’ beautiful brown eyes into gold, similar to the eye color of the royal family members.

After months of research, Amoretta turned Paris’ eyes identical to the late Emperor’s portrait, which the Duchess had shown her.

She was pleased.

Because of that, Paris visited the mansion more often to take medicine regularly.

“Why don’t you work with me?”

Soon after, the Duchess suggested that Amoretta had never thought of it.

She asked her to work for her company.

The incident in Li Shan made her want to refuse, but her beloved, Paris, convinced her that the work would be meaningful and enjoyable.

As he looked at her with affection and admiration for her abilities, Amoretta wanted to live up to his expectations.

So at the Duchess’ request, they built something like this and that and started selling them to expand the Duchess’ business.

Paris said she made many people happy, making Amoretta proud of herself.

Seeing Paris’ smile inspired her to create as many new products as possible.

Once or twice, the Duchess would call Amoretta separately to ask if she could make a poison or something that could harm people from afar.

“Some men are threatening Paris’ position.”

She explained further, but Amoretta didn’t say yes to that when she recalled what the benefactor in Li Shan had told her.

“Promise me that you will not make things that hurt other people.”

She might not have found her yet, but Amoretta was determined to keep the promise she made to her savior.

Upon hearing her rejection, the Duchess did not force her anymore.

“Your Highness is coming.”

Amoretta’s purple eyes glistened like jewels, her heart beating faster.

It felt like she hadn’t seen Paris for a long time.

“He’ll take me.”

Paris had promised to meet her often before he left.

“He’ll take me to the palace.” Amoretta whispered in excitement as she imagined the moment that they would meet again.

* * *

The victory march was splendid.

The Royal Army, which Paris had led, entered the Capital in their shining silver armors, making the procession appear magnificent.

“Wow! Is that person at the front, the Crown Prince, His highness? He’s so cool!”n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

“He was the commander-in-chief in this war, right? Was he the one who brought the Royal Militia to victory?”

People gathered from all over the place were buzzing as they watched the long procession.

However, a rumor was spreading little by little.

“Uh… I heard that the Grand Duke was the one who brought the Royal Militia to victory. Not the Crown Prince.”

“I also heard the same thing. Still, I believe that the strongest man on the continent is Count Buiche. Do you know what happened at the battle of Attalan?”

“Count Buiche had saved countless lives on that battlefield!”

“Wasn’t he the one who slaughtered the ‘jackalope’ at a hunting competition a few years ago? Count Buiche had saved Her Highness!”

Paris was the Commander-in-Chief, but it appeared like someone else was more popular among the people and the soldiers.

Aware of that painful fact, Paris rode quietly as he wore a dark expression that didn’t suit the victory march.

“Oh! Look over there! It’s them!”

Behind the soldiers of the first unit led by Paris, two people in luxurious uniforms were revealed.

“Oh, my God! I’ve never seen anyone look like that!”

“Is that the Grand Duke and Count Buiche? Between those two, who is the silver-haired man? He’s so handsome I want to marry him!”

“You don’t seem to realize it at first sight. Black-haired. Black-haired. Black-haired. Black-haired. Aren’t you aware of the red eyes, the ultimate mark of the royal family’s bloodline? I like a man who looks dangerous like that!”

The two appeared side by side, which is rare for a lord and a vassal.

Their figures caught the spectators’ attention even more.

Among the buzzing crowd, someone leaked another rumor.

“Did you hear that ‘The Witch of the East’, who dueled with His Majesty, Paris, came with them?”

“Didn’t she win in that duel? Why did she become a prisoner?”

“Did the woman defeat the crown prince?”

“She’s behind the parade!”

Paris’ expression crumpled even more upon hearing them.

At the end of the procession, a huge thing appeared.

“Well, is that a horse?”

“It has wings!”

“A person rode that? You said she was the Witch of the East. It must be true.”

At the end of their gazes, a gigantic horse was tied to a chain as it followed the procession.

On top of it was a woman with her arms tied in the same chain.