GDC 159

Strange Ange

“Those are rude words.”

I removed my hand from Lucion’s arm.

“He may seem a bit blunt at first, but everyone here is warm and soft-hearted. I actually think Blenheim is much kinder than the capital.”

“A warmhearted northerner… Your Highness truly has a heart as beautiful as your appearance.”

His tone was sharp for something that sounded like a compliment.

Lucion stared down at his own arm for a moment, then slowly clenched his fist.

“The Grand Duke is very fortunate. To meet a wife who loves this barren land so sincerely.”

“I’m the lucky one.”

I didn’t back down.

“He’s a very gentle man. And he treats me wonderfully.”

“Gentle?”

That guy?

Lucion let out a mocking laugh, looking entertained.

“Do you know the Grand Duke wanted to divorce you?”

In an instant, Lucion’s whole atmosphere changed.

The polite mask he had worn until now completely…