“You’re supposed to love me, that’s our fate…!
But why……”
Aveline and Kazerre were destined lovers chosen by God.
Therefore, Aveline loved Kazerre.
And Kazerre was supposed to love Aveline too…
“Don’t tell me, you’ve fallen in love with that woman?”
“What if I have?”
“…What?”
He defied fate and fell in love with another woman.
Clonay, if only she could break that woman’s delicate neck…
But Aveline couldn’t lay a finger on her.
“The destined lovers in the prophecy refer to the Duke and Lady Clonay.”
Even fate, which had barely bound them together, was not on her side.
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“I wish I was the woman you loved.”
“Are you still going on about that?”
Kazerre cut her off, seemingly bored.
The man’s face, stripped even of obligatory kindness, was as cold as death.
“Yes. I suppose I should stop dreaming pointless dreams now.”
“What…”
“I’ve lost, Kazerre.”
Aveline forced her lips to curl upwards.
“I’ll let you go to her.”
The stage where God mocked human foolishness had completely come to an end.
It was now time for her to exit.
