ADPM 73

Synopsis

Saint Ellen found herself possessed into the body of Anais, a duchess known only for her sharp tongue—
and on the eve of her first night with her husband, Duke Liscio, the most breathtaking man alive.

“So I’ve married a corpse, then.”

A sudden attack by dark sorcerers.
Their curse froze her completely still.

“Doesn’t this feel more like a funeral than a wedding?”

Surrounded by flowers, unable to move a single finger,
she looked more like a body laid in a coffin than a bride.

The warmth stolen from her by the black magic—
Liscio restores it to her.
But the method he uses is…

His thick lashes lifted slowly, revealing his clear, bluish-gray eyes gleaming in the dim light.
Then, like a conqueror claiming victory, the corners of his blood-red lips curved upward.

“Are you shy? Or… afraid?”
“Not at all. It’s nothing, really.”

Maybe she shouldn’t have answered so calmly—
because his deepening smile made her heart skip in fear.
Liscio’s hand moved languidly, trapping her as it pressed into the bed beside her.

“If it’s nothing, then relax, Anais.”

His face descended toward hers—slowly, deliberately.

Mana fully charged! Time to solve the mystery!

Why did she end up possessing Anais’s body?
Was it punishment for dismissing a believer’s plea as nonsense?

She’s busy uncovering Anais’s secrets,
but her husband Liscio keeps getting in the way.
No—is he really getting in the way?
His words are cold and cutting, yet his actions overflow with tenderness,
as if he’d give her his heart and soul without hesitation.
And with that devastatingly handsome face, he keeps seducing her…