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  - Reflections on the Past -

  "Ha. Found you!." Zorian said firmly. He still couldn't believe how Itzayana had suddenly appeared in an area famous for its natural beauty, with very difficult access and completely remote, alive and well.

  Ha... Ha... Itzayana failed to respond, the words stuck in her throat. Glich on her mind; cold sweat dripped from her forehead.

  "Your... Highness..." A thin smile with furrowed eyebrows of fear and worry was painted on her face. Zorian still stared at her intently, demanding an explanation for what he was experiencing.

  Is this the real Itzayana Ramona!!?. Zorian thought.

  What's so interesting!? The fish, right?. Itzayana shifted her gaze slightly....

  Y-yes, you managed to find me after the kidnapping... Congratulations, hooray!!.

  Silence continue...

  [After the wedding reception ended, the main party was about to begin. Itzayana was kidnapped and replaced by her twin sister, Itziar.]

  [Zorian, who knew immediately, instantly refused and tried to remove Itziar from his presence in his usual way, which was with violence.]

  ... Unable to accept this, Zorian strangled Itziar so hard that she died in his arms. Who knows what his intentions were.

  'Zorian hated people who stuttered or were nervous in front of him. He would not tolerate any delay when it came to his patience.'

  'Someone who was asked to speak but instead spoke evasively or incoherently.'

  Maintaining Zorian's sanity and patience was very difficult, as difficult as his nameless condition. Namely, "extremely brutal hunting mode." In essence, honesty is number 1! And not appearing stuttery (confidently stating that it is a fact/contains the deepest honesty). That's how his intuition works too!.

  Itzayana was kidnapped, Zorian didn't know where Itzayana was, and Itzayana herself had a chronic illness (actually not, it was just her family's trick).

  The real Itzayana died because of her illness (so it was rumored), plus she grew up in a depraved and barbaric family!

  'It's so complicated and complex.'

  It was mentally, physically, and emotionally draining, really.

  Itzayana Continuing his reflections.

  You could be reading stolen content. Head to Royal Road for the genuine story.

  ... "Itza" (real Itzayana) was kidnapped by that rotten family and was eventually found by Zorian lifeless (who then came back to life because of me!).

  Actually, it was more than that, because Zorian was very thorough in finding out all the related information, the process was very complex.

  "I'm talking to you. Are you mute or something?!? What a shame."

  "Forget it, I don't have a sign language tutor. Hmph!!" Zorian was annoyed and turned to leave.

  GRAAAHHH...!!!. Itzayana scratched her head, her nails scratching the outer layer.

  My head feels like it's about to explode right now!!!!. Soon I'll definitely become a werewolf that tears his body to pieces!!!. Just you wait and see!!!.

  That guy is a LITTLE crazy!!. Not just a LITTLE, actually!. Itzayana furrowed her brow. She tried to remain calm even though her heart wanted to slaughter him. She focused on the facts, her observations, her deep thoughts, and the cause of her madness.

  What kind of crazy person visits me regularly four times more than anyone else if not him?!!. His taste is really too unique!!. Are you kidding me!!?.

  Zorian, d*mn you!!.

  Itzayana deliberately avoided him, not because she was afraid or anything like that, but because it was part of her nature to enjoy solitude, the feeling of being "alienated," as well as the originality that set her apart from other people.

  Tired of a government that could be controlled so well (if they failed = lives were lost), Zorian, who was bored, tried to find something that wouldn't bore him for a long time.

  Unfortunately, during that journey, he often encountered boring boredom.

  He became more and more desperate, more and more bored, and lost his sense of direction and motivation. Especially since he knew Itzayana was gone and he had let her body go.

  And somehow he was able to stay longer in this place. Perhaps he realized that I was the daughter of Baron Ramona's family, Itzayana (his partner).

  'That pig of a man (the one who exiled Itza because of her illness) is quite interesting too'

  I need to thank him for exiling me! I like being exiled!. Of course, i know it's weird. But for me, it's fun!.

  It doesn't matter that I'm exiled; I feel more comfortable this way. ... Before eventually fading away little by little because Zorian kept visiting me!!. What's gone? The comfort, the peace of Itzayana's heart!.

  The glass of my expectations is now cracked, HUHU!!!. I WILL CRY FOR THAT FOR 7 DAYS AND 7 NIGHTS!!. CRACKED BY THAT TYRANT!!!. What a nuisance.

  I feel better and don't really care. I exist for my (unshakeable) principles in life!.

  Itzayana gasped, her steps halting when she heard Zorian's low, deep voice.

  "So, do you intend to leave this place!?." Zorian leaned his back against a large tree trunk, turning his back and crossing his arms over his chest. His cold gaze was fixed on another tree trunk, not looking at Itzayana behind him.

  "Haven't you thought about it? Think about it again!."

  "Yes!" Itzayana hesitated.

  Haha... You might be worried that I'll leave you again after what I said yesterday... A faint, bitter smile appeared on Itzayana's lips, her eyes lowered to the ground.

  ---

  [The night after the wedding...]

  The moonlight shone through the curtains of the luxurious room...

  Itzayana rested her body on the soft, premium-quality foam mattress.

  Her blue eyes stared at the ceiling, contemplating... Meanwhile, her body was still wrapped in elegant fabric with decorative jewelry. She stood out as the "queen" at the lavish wedding. She had removed some of the heavy accessories from her body.

  "... My chance!"

  I'll use it to escape!.

  "I'm going to escape~ YAYYY~~" her enthusiastic cry filled the quiet and silent room. A cheerful expression adorned Itzayana's beautifully decorated face... Flowers fell in her inner world.

  "Huh!?. Escape!?." someone replied coldly, Zorian's heavy voice demanding clarity and meaning that he did not know.

  "What!?." Zorian, who had been sitting on the sofa, slowly stood up and prepared to destroy. A terrifying aura emanated from afar... The sky was dark with red clouds...

  The end. Itzayana's eyes widened even more when she saw Zorian's true form. She never expected to be in the same room with someone known to be "terrifying."

  The area of hair with golden strands of his silver hair dazzled Itzayana's eyes. The golden hair shone even brighter...

  "What do you mean by 'run away'!? Do you think you're a fugitive!?." His red eyes couldn't look away, a very sturdy wall stood in front of Itzayana, who bent her back to get up and face reality.

  "Eh!? Ha...--!!?!" Her blue eyes were still wide open, her brain was loading...

  After Zorian left the room, Itzayana bowed her head.

  Few minutes passed after that, he left me because he thought I wasn't clear enough and wasn't interesting enough for him (maybe because i'm too slow? Whatever it is).

  The door closed again and someone covered Itzayana's mouth from behind. The anesthetic was in a handkerchief that covered her mouth and nose.