The Story Is Not Over Yet - Chapter 157
Translator and Editor: Effe and Nabi
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Chapter 157
Azela raised her hand and gently ran her hair through his hair as he asked so, whispering in his ear in a small voice.
“I don’t really know either.”
“Yes.”
As Zagnac closed his eyes to the soft whisper of her voice, Azela withdrew her hand that had been caressing his hair and delicately trailed her index finger across his face.
“When you sided with me, you said you would make me have lingering feelings in life.”
Uttering so, her index finger glided down slowly, tracing the contours of his eyebrows, his eyes before down to his nose.
Feeling a pleasant tickling sensation, Zagnac couldn’t help but smile.
“Maybe when I accomplished something I wanted but couldn’t.”
When her finger brushed against his crimson lips, he closed eyes opened. A dangerous desire flickered in his bright gaze. Seizing her hand as it made contact with his lips, Zagnac pressed his lips against her palm.
Azela’s heart skipped a beat as he kissed the palm of her hand and looked up at her.
“Maybe, I would have loved you in all those moments when you made me want to live…”
Almost immediately after she finished speaking, he tugged at the palm he had kissed and firmly grasped both of her cheeks before gently kissing her lips. Caressing her waist to coax Azela’s lips apart, he plunged his tongue deeply into her mouth.
Zagnac’s tongue intertwined with hers like a twisted thread, exploring the depths of her mouth.
“…That’s right, I think I also loved you in all those moments.”
His lips met hers in a tender kiss, accompanied by a loving smile.
His voice carried a weight that tugged at Azela’s heart. Despite all the moments they shared, she had to eventually depart from him. Because of Zagnac, who made her yearn for life, she had to face death without the chance to be by his side.
“Zagnac.”
As she called out his name, she sensed his lower leg growing larger between her thighs. With trembling hands, she gingerly reached down and caressed his heated member.
Startled by the sudden touch, his pillar intensified drastically compared to a mere moment ago.
“Put it in.”
Zagnac’s eyes widened when Azela unexpectedly requested him to enter her.
Surprised, he pulled back slightly, parting his lips. Azela drew closer to him, briefly reconnecting their lips in a kiss. In the late hours of the night, her subdued voice stirred his heart.
“…You don’t want to?”
“No!”
Responding hastily, Zagnac answered the question with a bright smile. Azela chuckled at his eager response, contemplating whether he might change his mind.
Blushing with embarrassment, he cupped her cheeks in his hands and kissed her affectionately. Zagnac burst into laughter, enfolding her tightly in his arms. Held firmly in his embrace, Azela reciprocated by clutching his back tightly.
With uncertain time left to cherish these moments, she had no desire to let go of his embrace.
Under the bright daylight, the long-awaited day of the party had finally arrived, filling the air with anticipation.
Azela’s day began early, bustling with a multitude of tasks. There was an abundance of preparations to be done. First and foremost, she had to ensure that the dining hall designated for the grand feast was flawlessly adorned.
Brand-new curtains were carefully hung, sparkling chandeliers illuminated the space, and the marble floors had been freshly polished. The sequence of performances was meticulously reviewed, and the guest list was verified to ensure that all invited attendees were accounted for.
Additionally, Azela took charge of inspecting the food arrangements and double-checking the correct number of hired knights, prepared to handle any unforeseen mishaps.
“…Yes, perfect so far.”
“It would be easier if you leave it to me.”
Baharf, who followed and helped her from the side, spoke softly.
“It would be nice, but I still have a habit of checking myself.”
Azela, who had been entrusted with these responsibilities during her time with the Todd family, found solace only when she personally inspected every detail.
Amidst the multitude of tasks that required her attention, both Azela and her companion were constantly on the move. With a keen eye for perfection, they meticulously redecorated the garden and thoroughly cleaned the mansion, fearing that any imperfections would be noticed.
Although she had initially intended to merely oversee the preparations, the afternoon arrived and the work was completed.
“The dress you ordered has arrived.”
Baharf, informing her of the time, directed her attention to the clock adorning the wall. It was time for her to begin her own preparations. Handing over the papers she held to Baharf, she nodded in affirmation.
“Check until the end…”
“Don’t worry, I’ll check properly.”
Despite her concerns, he accepted the papers with a confident smile. Just as Azela was about to turn away, she halted her steps and glanced back at Baharf.
Ensuring that they were alone, she leaned closer and spoke in a hushed voice.
“Aren’t you surprised?”
“What?”
“The true identity of Zagnac… Duke Ferial.”
On that day, Bahaf must have heard about Zagnac’s true identity, but he didn’t even flinch. Rather, far from being surprised, he was busy keeping other employees silent.
“At this age, there really aren’t that many surprises.”
“…Did you know beforehand?”
“Not really, but judging from what the Master said and did, I thought he wasn’t just a human being. After all, there is such a thing as age.”
Bahaf laughed, pointing at his gray hair.
“Is it okay even though he’s not human?”
“Just because he’s not human doesn’t mean he’s not my master. I have been seeing him for a long time.”
Embedded in that word were Baharf’s deep feelings for Zagnac, encompassing trust and genuine concern.
He was devoted to supporting him, never one to betray him.
Acknowledging his sentiments, she nodded and proceeded towards her bedroom. However, in a sudden change of heart, she abruptly halted her steps and pivoted back around.
“Baharf.”
And she called him, who was trying to leave again. Bahaf smiled again and nodded his head at the call.
“Please always take good care of Zagnac. Always be by his side.”
A grand party was underway, attracting a multitude of attendees who were filled with curiosity about the backstory between Zagnac and Livia.
Amidst the crowd, there was someone who whispered to Zagnac, ‘Congratulations on your marriage to Her Highness,’ but he merely responded with a smile, offering no verbal reply.
In the midst of this event, Azela also made her appearance, donning an exquisite dress befitting the protagonist of such a gathering rather than serving as his escort. However, her attire was not an extraordinary creation like the one Findar had prepared for her.
‘…Is Findar doing well?’
As Azela’s eyes fixated on the dress, her thoughts involuntarily drifted to Findar, leaving her feeling perplexed and conflicted.
“Miss Vellista.”
As she frowned, there was a cute voice. Azela smiled brightly.
“Princess.”
All eyes were drawn to Livia as she entered the scene, clad in an exceptionally beautiful dress. From the pristine gown to the matching shoes and the delicate fan she held, every detail exuded elegance. Even those nobles who typically paid her little attention now found themselves gaping in awe at Livia’s stunning presence.
“You are so beautiful.”
“I have a story to tell.”
Despite her smile, Livia’s face hardened. Dragging Azela to a quiet corner, Livia looked around and whispered softly.
“The Emperor will try to kill Miss Vellista.”
“That…”
Azela was on the verge of uttering the words ‘I already know,’ but she held back, tightly pressing her lips together.
In that moment, a haunting memory resurfaced—the memory of Benjamin, the one she had killed. Overwhelmed by her thoughts, Azela trembled, and it was then that Livia extended her hand and gently patted her shoulder, offering comfort.
“You don’t have to worry because there is me and Crown Prince Chises to stop it.”
“…The Crown Prince?”
“Yes, the person who told me about it is Crown Prince Chises.”
As a frown creased Azela’s face, Livia, understanding the turmoil within her, also averted her gaze disapprovingly. Following Livia’s line of sight, her eyes landed on Chises, who stood with his back against the wall, observing her intently.
“It’s unbelievable, but as of now, the only way to know about His Majesty’s plans is to use the Crown Prince.”
“…I see. Thank you for your concern.”
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