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Zion agonized over scratching his head.

You think she's pregnant?’

Isela didn't say it herself, but she lived under the charm of many women just because of her sense of being Zion Elect. The fact that Isella couldn't talk about Karen was easy to guess after a little consideration.

They went to the hospital together, heard the results of the examination, and said they were worried that they could not tell themselves. The word that Isella said no after talking a little more. Eventually, when he saw Isella, who was supposed to tell him, Sion speculated that Karen was pregnant. Karen has something wrong with her body, and that's the only thing that's hard to tell.

The problem came next. He himself wondered whether he should tell Raymond or not. In fact, whether Karen Haier was pregnant or not had little to do with Zion. It's only a bad gossip to talk about.

However, Zion was agonizing over the fact that the alleged father was Raymond, who had a deep relationship with him. If it's Raymond, would you mind telling him in advance? Isela's concerns have been transferred to her, but she also did not answer.

Perhaps Raymond already knows.

That makes sense of his recent behavior.

That's why Raymond reluctantly refused to take care of Isela, was in front of her, was in a hurry to retire from the military, or was changing his emotions.

However, it was hard for him to understand that Raymond touched a woman who was not married. And you're pregnant? In addition, Karen was a noblewoman, though she had no money.

Zion was worried that he would be caught up in a troublesome matter if he pretended to know first. First of all, Karen's reaction will be important after Isela speaks. I came to ask that, but I couldn't see Isela.

"Where the hell is he?"

Sion snooped early in front of the cathedral where Isela and Karen stayed, but neither has been seen yet. Priests were coming and going, but I didn't want to face them who didn't see themselves as good as they were openly flirting with Isela.

Did the story go wrong?

I thought Isella would tell me the result.

"Excuse me, Bride."

Eventually, Zion grabbed a passing fuse and asked about Isela.

"Excuse me, I'd like to see Icela Evans, who is staying at the temple. Would you please call me?"

"…how do I know that?"

The facial expression of the new building looked a little displeased.

"How far are we responsible for Ms. Isela's conduct?"

"…I don't know what you're talking about….”

"Over and over we advised her about the transit time. What do we say to someone who doesn't attend worship hours or do any volunteer work?”

The new building was loath to be entangled in political affairs.

Young men and women come to the temple, which is located in the capital city, with various problems. Actually, the Bishop was displeased with such people. No matter what problem you come to, you must observe the law accordingly in the temple.

But Isela, who lived her way, was nothing more or less than an uninvited guest to them.

"Don't ask me about Miss Isela."

"I made an appointment with her, but she didn't show up."

"How do I know if you have an appointment with someone else and if you're still sleeping in your room?"

He had a pretty sick voice.

When Isela went out, she was mostly accompanied by Zion herself. And if I had other appointments, I always told them in advance. Yesterday, even though I tried to think that I forgot all about Karen's work, Zion felt strange. Why isn't it coming out yet?

"Can you at least make sure you're sleeping in the room? I'm just worried."

"Daeseongjeon is a sacred place, not an inn."

"My Lord."

Zion held back his groans.

This meticulous-looking new building showed little willingness to cooperate.

"Then can you tell me if Miss Karen Haier is here?"

"He also doesn't know."

Suddenly, the new building avoided the eye. The new officer's attitude grew more and more reluctant.

"My Lord."

Xion opened his mouth by staring at the face of such a new official.

"Berdick Evans, the father of Icela Evans, is worried. I'd like to see Miss Isela. I'm the one who's in touch with him right now."

“…….”

"Lord, I'll ask you again. Is this cellar Evans in his room now?"

The fuse failed to answer.

***

"Your offer, well, isn't very attractive."

Prince Gwiz laughed with his eyes bent. His eyes crossed Karen and reached Isela behind him.

"Don't you want to know more about your mother?"

"Dude, don't you think you can get enough to torture one?"

Karen had to roll her head desperately looking at Prince Gwiz. How will Prince Gwizu grant her request?

Prince Gwiz looked down at Isela, who was shivering and turning around, with interesting eyes.

"Even if it's a sudden accident, I have the ability to deal with it enough."

"Can't you at least give one child some sympathy?”

"There is no reason for me to take any risk."

"That's the daughter of Verdick Evans."

Karen spoke of Isela's identity. Berdick has ties with Prince Gwiz. He also caught Karen and handed her over to Prince Gwiz. He must also know Prince Gwizu's eccentricity.

"…well, that's a little surprising."

Prince Gwizu's smile deepened.

"But that doesn't mean you have to let him go. It seems like you're pinning your hopes on him, seeing that you want him out so badly. Then I can't let you go any more. Both of them."

"He would be more loyal if you would do him a favor."

"He should be loyal to me of course.”

Prince Gwiz was enjoying Karen, who kept making fun of her mouth, as if she was watching the parrot goof around.

"You don't have to worry about me. I have a lot of things."

Prince Gwiz took his hook and patted Isela. Isela kept her eyes closed in the midst of this. He could not open his eyes and trembled with sweat and tears.

Karen rather wanted Prince Gwiz to focus on her, but he was enjoying Isela's reaction.

"You must be quite a close friend."

"I don't think that's right."

Karen confessed. As expected, the two were not friends yet. The relationship has been strained without progress. And now for Karen, Isela was a pack.

"But I don't want him to die, either."

Isela's sobbing sounded weak.

Karen was a little touched by her words. I think the line I just said was good. Karen expected Isela to be moved, but Isela was terrified and could not be heard. It was a bit disappointing.

"Well, how about this, Your Grace?"

"What are you talking about?”

"For example, you make me the new government."

Prince Gwiz doesn't know his relationship with Raymond yet.

It's not what it used to be. In the past, he chose to receive tributes from Raymond's fiancee, Karen, but this time he happened to have Karen. A sudden drop, Catherine's daughter. It is Karen who holds the information.

"I'm willing to respect your hobby."

Unlike my mom.

Karen flicked her finger.

"To be honest, I don't really understand my mother. They say it's true love, but I don't know if my mother loved him that much.”

"…go on."

"She's just... I think it didn't matter to anyone."

Karen had to choose a horse.

His mother would not have chosen Prince Gwiz, knowing that he would not be able to conceive after several attempts. But it's not good to tell him that. Karen stopped talking.

"My mother... I mean, she was obsessed with pure love.”

“…….”

"He thought that his love for nothing, regardless of money or power, was more pure.”

Karen herself thought it was too obvious, but Prince Gwiz's reaction was not that bad. He was still listening to Karen. Karen went on and on.

“…….”

"But I'm different. I don't care if you make me government. A little dress and jewelry are enough for me. You can't help it if you don't want to reveal it. But I'm just suggesting. Isn't it okay? Which do you prefer, a tortured, noisy woman and a young lover who brings you to you?"

"…you're pretty bold."

Prince Gwiz stood up after looking down at Karen for a long time.

Then I went to the door. He pulled a string of paper and the door opened. Men crowded in from outside.

"What's the matter, Your Grace?"

"Leave her where she was. Blonde girls only."

"What?"

Karen and the men had the same face. I can't believe Prince Gwiz took the woman he had kidnapped all this way and put her back. It's dangerous. Even the average killer will never do it. Even Prince Gwiz is a man who has too much. And that's what they do? Karen was hard to believe even when she heard it.

"Surprised eyes.”

"…yes, actually."

"I'm confident that I won't be seen."

Prince Gwiz continued as he sat next to Karen.

"Even if I have this kind of hobby, you'll protect me.”

And I saw Isela.

" bereudik also continue to act properly, if you want to keep his daughter. Act properly, daughter of Verdick."

Karen felt a tickle in her back.

I thought I was going to sneeze, but I held it in. Isela's fingers were moving quickly on Karen's back. wiggling fingers I focused on the moving fingertips because I thought I was going to say something.

"Get him out of here."

"…I see."

The door is closed.

Only Prince Gwiz and Karen are left again.

Karen looked up in the dark room at Prince Gwiz, whose mouth was torn apart. He felt so bizarre, but now he doesn't feel as scary as before.

"Then let's keep talking."

Prince Gwiz came to Karen with a hook. Karen caught the light and looked at the shiny object.

"What do you think, both of you?"

“…….”

"I enjoy you both. From the gut."

Then he pointed down.

"Up to here."

***

What should I do?

Karen clenched her teeth.

I was just going to die and start over. Now that Isela was out, there would be nothing more to catch her. Karen agonized as she looked up at Prince Gwiz, who licked her lips.

I should have. I shouldn't be afraid to die and Prince Gwiz, who covets her, should have been nothing.

The last word Isela left.

As she left, she hurriedly left a note on Karen's back with her fingers.

'I'll be sure to come get it.’

It's a touching remark.

I can't believe Isella is trying to save her. She's always driving Karen to death. The daughter of Verdick. Raymond's original fiancee. I can't believe the day has finally come when she says she's going to save Karen.

Although he did not believe that he would succeed as he said, Karen was moved by her will when she said, "I must."

Karen's efforts eventually paid off. Now they are at least not enemies. Far from foes, they became life-threatening to each other. If this is the case, I would call it a friend or a comrade.

But Isela's next sentence dropped her into the abyss.

'You're pregnant.’