However bright the moonlight was, how could Uriel have immediately recognized that one of the naked, pale men and women in the distance was her spouse?

    A slight uneasiness flashed through her mind, causing her to come closer to them until her suspicions turned to certainty, and after confirming that it was her husband, she continued to walk unsteadily in an attempt to find out the woman’s identity.

    “⋯⋯⋯⋯!”

    The betrayal of the loyal subject she trusted, the face of her husband who was lost in lust, Uriel screamed with bloodshot eyes as tens of thousands of emotions surged in.

    “What are you doing there!”

    The eyes of a man and a woman turn to the source of the angry shout. The woman, who was once believed to be loyal, quickly assessed the situation with incredible speed and kissed the man on the forehead before jumping up, grabbing her clothes, and running away.

    Like the instinct of a wild beast, Uriel started to run, clutching her throbbing lower abdomen, as soon as she saw Christie running away. However, at a point where she thought it was a dead end, she suddenly jumped over an iron garden fence that looked at least 3 meters high with graceful movements.

    Christie’s solid lower body, which was exposed because she hadn’t yet put on her clothes, didn’t flinch at all from the shock of landing from a high place. She felt a tingling sensation in the soles of her feet and started running again, kicking off the ground. She thought, “It’s come.”

    No, it would be more correct to say that it came a little early. Not only her husband, but after proving her ability under the protection of Uriel’s power and finally being given a high position, she would be able to get her hands on any man in the palace, Fraua, or even the entire country. Now that it has come to this, there is no other way but to beg and beg for forgiveness.

    “This… This flat-chested traitor! You lecher, even if you tear his limbs apart and kill him, that’s not enough!”

    Uriel, who was still standing still, clutching her aching lower abdomen, shouted.

    ‘I must kill him someday. With these hands, for sure.’

    Christie thought to herself, deciding to pretend that everything she had been thinking about just a moment ago had never happened.

    Uriel, who had been grumbling, glared at Christie as she disappeared from sight, then suddenly turned her head to her husband, who was holding onto her leg tightly.

    “Hee⋯ Heek⋯⋯. I was wrong. I didn’t mean to do that⋯. I guess I lost my mind for a moment⋯⋯!”

    Her husband’s excuse as he looked up at her with eyes like a deer’s. Uriel felt as if her blood was rushing to her head. She pushed her husband away and strode towards the soldiers who were approaching to see the situation from afar.

    “Gather more soldiers, more! Bring them all! Go after Christie Juaron and bring him back. If he resists, you can kill him.”

    The soldiers, who had been staring at each other in surprise at the order, soon answered loudly and started running in the direction Christie had run.

    “No, honey!⋯⋯That, that’s why. Um⋯.”

    Hesset, who had inadvertently shouted at Uriel’s command, hesitated and then covered his mouth as if he regretted what he had said.

    Christie ran into the empty royal building entrance and started putting on the clothes she hadn’t been able to put on yet. She knew that if she wanted to escape properly, she would have to change into completely different clothes, but for now, it would be better to wear her current clothes than to be half-naked, so that she wouldn’t have any trouble when she encountered those who hadn’t yet received orders from Uriel.

    The more urgent the situation, the more the fire is on your feet, the more you need to move gracefully and slowly. Christie began to walk down the hallway, her nerves tense at the sound coming from all directions.

    “Juaron? Where the hell have you been? I can’t see His Highness the Crown Prince, and Lord Dice has disappeared.”

    As soon as she turned the corner, the crown prince’s fiancé appeared before her eyes. Christie’s heart sank, but she desperately tried to smile and act calm.

    “Disappeared? Hmm, that’s really weird.”

    “Right? In the middle of a banquet, you disappeared in a flash while I was using the bathroom. There were only people I didn’t know around you, and you showed no sign of coming back even when I waited, so I was so scared that I was just wandering around like this.”

    The prince began to pour out his words to Christie in front of him as a sense of relief surged over him. As the sound of footsteps, presumably those of soldiers, began to be heard busily outside the building, she began to feel increasingly frustrated as she had to listen to the prince’s complaints.

    “Excuse me, Prince? Actually, I have some urgent work to do right now⋯⋯.”

    “Do you know how scary it was? My legs hurt, and those two are nowhere to be found. Sigh⋯! ”

    Despite Christie’s longing, tears suddenly began to well up in the prince’s eyes.

    ‘This is… I’m starting to get annoyed…’

    At that moment, the sound of soldiers’ footsteps that had been ringing outside the building entered the building. As they entered the building, the clanking sound of metal became more distinct, and Christie was able to immediately tell that they were the soldiers who had come to capture her.

    “If I hadn’t met Juaron, I would have… Wow?!”

    Christie picked up the prince in her arms and ran into an unused room in the hallway, closing the door behind her.

    “Hoo⋯⋯.”

    Christie was leaning against the door, concentrating so intently on hearing the sounds outside that the prince forgot to put it down and remained in Christie’s arms, looking up at her face with wide eyes.

    “You⋯,are you running away now⋯⋯?”

    Christie’s disheveled expression, her flushed cheeks, and even her thumping heart, which he had never seen before. The prince began to observe her unfamiliar appearance with a curious face.

    “Shhh! Prince, this is just… a game. An extension of the banquet? Don’t worry.”

    Christie whispered, forcing a relaxed smile.

    “It’s so obvious. Do you think I wouldn’t be able to detect such a lie? Why on earth would you run away⋯⋯, Ah!”

    The prince let out a small exclamation, as if he had come to some great realization.

    “⋯You finally rebelled against those evil guys!”

    Christie’s thick mask cracked as a look of confusion crossed her face for the first time at the unexpected conclusion the prince had ambitiously reached. She was wondering what expression to make to the prince who was looking at her with sparkling eyes and boldness.

    The prince, seeing Christie’s troubled face as she frowned and struggled with what to say, guessed that she had hit the nail on the head.

    “I knew it! Juaron, I knew you would do the right thing. If you know how to take risks and win love, then it’s only natural that you would stand up to those guys!”

    “Wow, Prince. First of all, lower your voice a little⋯.”

    Christie broke into a cold sweat, aware of the noise outside the door.

    “Ah, um. That’s right. I was just hiding from those guys! I’ll be quiet. Shhh.”

    The prince brought his index finger to his lips and whispered to Christie. Christie’s head was aching, but at the same time, her imagination was running wild, and she was quickly thinking of a way out of this situation by using the little boy who already believed himself to be a determined fighter.

    “Your eye for detail is incredible. I caught you in a good way.… So, as you can see, my life is at stake, so if you could help me out a little, that would be an honor.”

    “Me? Can I help you?”

    The prince answers in an excited voice.

    “Shhh!… … Yes, of course. Only the prince can help me.”

    Christie looks at the prince with deep eyes and whispers, “Please don’t raise your voice, before I strangle you.” It would be more helpful to say this than to say, “Men usually like to feel special.”

    “I see. I always wondered if there was anything I could do for those damned guys with my weak body. Just tell me what to do! ”

    “Can’t you hear the sound of a voice?”

    “Is that guy hiding here?”

    The prince was chattering with a proud face. She could sense that there was no time to delay any longer as she could hear the soldiers talking outside.

    Christie put the prince down and began to unbutton her own shirt. She had just buttoned it up, but she still unbuttoned it all again.

    “Ju… …Juaron??? What are you doing now… ?!”

    The prince couldn’t hide his embarrassment as he turned his head away from Christie, who suddenly began to take off her clothes right in front of him.

    “Can you please shut your mouth… No, can you be quiet?”

    Christie reached behind her back, ripped open her underwear, and pulled out the wire from inside. As for the wire, it was a worthless, honey-like position that could only support a very small amount of weight compared to the weight she could normally support. Such meaningless positions can be found in any organization regardless of the era, but in this case, it was a position that was created mainly because of Christie’s pride.

    “Your Majesty, are you going to help me?”

    Christie said this and picked up the prince with one hand again.

    “Yeah, yeah… but what do I… .”

    Kwaang-

    Christie kicked the door open loudly and ran out into the hallway. At the same time, the soldiers searching the building all turned their attention to Christie.

    “Everyone, back off! If you come near, the prince’s life will be at stake!”

    I don’t know if it was the bee that was in charge of the honey job, but the wire that had been supporting her feeble chest was now functioning as a weapon to stab the prince’s neck.

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