Thus, She Married That Monster Twice - Chapter 1
Translator and Editor: Feli and Tea
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Chapter 1
2nd Death.
Drops of blood fell from the sword’s tip, and Diana stared at the blade in a daze. The sharp stench of blood filled the air as it spattered onto the ground. Diana couldn’t look away from the brutal scene. She hadn’t seen anything like this in a long time.
“Aaaaaaah!”
A bleeding man clutched his injured arm and groaned. If the cut had been deeper, he might have lost that arm. Diana observed him, detached from the situation. She didn’t sympathize with him because he had tried to harm her. However, her real concern was the man who had come to her rescue.
Giscar Roadbrooke.
The man who had ruined her life.
He had pushed her into a living nightmare and watched her suffer day by day. The charm she had seen in his monstrous nature during her youth had transformed into sheer horror.
“No…”
In her second chance at life,
She believed he wouldn’t pursue her. She fought against fate with all her strength, never expecting he would go to such lengths to capture her. Yet, as foretold, this devil had returned to claim her.
His beautiful purple eyes were fixed on her. Diana quickly looked away from the penetrating gaze as he scanned her body. Then, his eyebrows furrowed.
“Wh-what’s the meaning of this?! What have you done to me!”
“The price for laying a hand on my wife.”
Wife? Diana’s lips quivered. The man who had claimed this had destroyed her world. Diana felt a curse building on her lips as she sank into despair.
“Wife? Who’s your wife? What nonsense are you talking!”
As Diana shouted,
The devil responded,
“Exactly as I said, my lady.”
She shook her head, but the devil didn’t care. She expected this. He had been just the same in her past life. Marriage had been the cause of Diana’s downfall, enduring suffering by his side. Diana shook her head, finding it hard to believe. No, this life couldn’t be that dreadful. This time, she had made an effort. Unlike her first life, she had tried harder.
In order not to marry you.
Diana shook her head frantically.
Marriage?
You want me to be tied to you again?
She had been so miserable marrying this guy in her previous life, and now he is claiming her his again? Diana looked around, realizing escape was impossible with the knights of the Roadbrooke Kingdom surrounding her. In that case… There was only one thing left to do.
Diana pulled a dagger from her sleeve.
“I’d rather die than marry you.”
She grit her teeth and, with the dagger in hand, pressed it against her slender throat.
The dagger would pierce her throat now, but the pain would be brief, and she would soon find peace.
‘This will be my second death.’
Diana was determined.
Diana’s first death had been somewhat more dramatic than this. Diana would often recall her first death with irony. Her first death had carried a heavier weight of sorrow, desperation, and agony.
“My queen.”
A woman sat precariously on the white balcony railing. Her abundant golden hair, resembling moonlight, gracefully drifted in the night sky. Adorned in a fluttering white dress that draped over her slender body, her delicate and small feet hung in the empty air below. The woman appeared like a fairy about to disappear into the night.
“Why?”
Her silver-gray eyes softened as her mouth gently curved into a smile. This kind of relief was a first. As she felt this liberation, the face of the devil also froze. He knew what choice she would make. ‘Was this the expression a rabbit would make as it bites the hand strangling it by its neck?’
Whatever it was, it was gratifying. She was rebelling with all her might.
“Come down right now.”
Her always composed face now radiated with the liveliness of that girl from back then. Once ridiculed as lifeless, her face now beamed with vitality.
Diana’s face while contemplating the end was insanely beautiful. ‘Was it the allure of her beauty that fascinated the devil, or the fear of losing it?’ The devil took a step forward. At the same time, a hint of fear flickered across her face.
“Don’t come any closer. If you do, I’ll jump right now,”
Diana said firmly. There was nothing behind her. If she let go and leaned backward, she would plummet to the ground. The devil stood still. She looked at him with a satisfied smile.
“Your Majesty, what on earth are you doing!”
The enraged court jester shouted. It was only natural that he despised the queen’s suicide act. After all, he had always found her displeasing.
“Quiet!”
The devil growled. For a moment, a surge of life spread to her. ‘To live.’ A desire she had always suppressed because of fear… but not anymore. Because she was going to end it all.
“My queen, has the time we’ve known each other been overly long? It’s been well over ten years since we married.”
“…”
“Yeah, It’s truly quite wearisome.”
As Diana spoke calmly, the devil, no, her husband, looked at her.
“Revenge, yes, revenge, that clichéd and petty thing.”
“…”
“I don’t blame you. I don’t think you ruined my country. I wanted revenge, yes, but it’s true you insulted and tormented me.”
“…”
“Am I right? Revenge is the law of nobles and royalty. Even if I was dragged here like a dog, with my father and brother’s heads severed and wailing, and forced into marriage, I have no right to say anything.”
Though the words were sarcastic, they held true sincerity. The tone remained composed despite the gruesome words. She had refrained from saying such things, fearing it might alleviate his guilt or make herself look pitiful like a dog wagging its tail while being held in his grip. It was something she could never bring herself to say, for the sake of her own pride.
“But… I can’t live like this anymore, you bastard.”
For the first time, a vile word escaped her elegant lips. It was the most disgraceful utterance to come from the mouth of a refined noblewoman and a dignified queen.
“What, what did you say?”
He spoke as if he couldn’t comprehend. Embittered, she let out a hollow laugh. She was nothing but a façade of a queen now. A queen from a fallen kingdom, not even a royal, but of noble birth.
Revenge.
She had been brought here solely for revenge, to trample her noble pride, to humiliate her, and to laugh at her cries as a triumphant hymn. For what am I dragged into this hell? For what?
Diana bit her lower lip, her face filled with hatred as she looked at her husband, or rather, the devil who had ruined everything for her. When her stomach lurched, she held onto it tightly.
She had endured a lot. Diana had done her best to disappoint those who hoped to see her fall apart. But she had reached her limit.
“They say my beloved sister, Alexa, is already dead.”
“…”
“I wondered if I could see her again if she were alive.”
The devil flinched. It was a rare sight to see him bewildered. Diana gently held her stomach. A subtle sense of satisfaction began to fill her.
In truth, she had known of Alexa’s death beforehand. She had already bid her pitiful sister farewell in her heart, shedding tears of blood. What she was saying now was just an excuse.
Because even in death, she didn’t want to tell this man the reason for her death.
‘I’m sorry, Alexa.’
She apologized for using her sister’s death as an excuse.
“Diana, I’ll explain.”
His demeanor became urgent. Diana calmly looked into his eyes, offering the gentlest smile she could muster.
“Explain? Why, my dear. This doesn’t suit us.”
“Diana!”
Why was he making that face? Why was he looking at her like that? You watched me suffer, didn’t you? You left me in misery, hoping I would grovel at your feet, didn’t you?
“Please, please come down, Diana.”
His eyes welled up with tears. The sorrow she had wished to see in him so badly was pushing its way through. She shouldn’t be deceived by that face. Her heart wavered slightly at his pleading tone.
“Your Majesty. I have nothing left.”
The reasons to live, the meaning—everything disappeared. She had preserved a life she knew was bound to end. She knew she was nothing but a pawn. From the very first day of her marriage, she had been dragged in with a leash around her neck. Was there a person who could forget that?
She held the deceptive position of a queen, a noble from a fallen kingdom, not of royal blood, and was constantly criticized for her foreign origins. However, she always chose to stay alive, believing that dying meant losing. But now, she acknowledged her defeat. It was time to end it.
“I am carrying his majesty’s child.”
On a day when Diana fell into distress after hearing the news of her sister’s death, Lady Levian visited her. With a self-assured demeanor, she caressed her belly and sweetly spoke.
“So let me free you from your mere queenly facade.”
The woman who had killed Diana’s child came to her, claiming to be pregnant. With cascading cherry blossom-colored hair and turquoise eyes, she smiled so beautifully to her.
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