Kalix Leonhart

The rebellion was simpler than expected.

Kalix took up his sword.

And one by one, he cut down those who stood in his way.

Staining the palace corridors with blood, he ruthlessly struck down even those who had once sworn loyalty by his side.

Finally, when he stood before the throne and threw his blood-stained sword to the floor—

The Emperor of the Kaldrion Empire was dead,

And Kalix became the new Emperor.

However, from the moment he sat on the throne, what filled his mind was neither the crown nor power.

It was Evnoa.

The woman who was supposed to be the Crown Princess of Serenia.

The woman called the most beautiful in the continent.

And—

The woman he had been watching for a very long time.

As soon as the coronation ended, Kalix issued an order.

"Strike Serenia."

The ministers were shocked, but no one dared to ask why.

Soon, the war began.

On the night the royal castle of Serenia was engulfed in flames,

Kalix found her amidst the crumbling walls.

Evnoa's face, illuminated by the firelight, was pale.

She was looking at him with eyes mixed with fear and hatred.

The moment he saw those eyes,

Kalix became strangely calm.

He had finally found her.

"Let's go."

"No."

It was a rejection without hesitation.

"You are... the person who trampled my country."

Kalix said nothing.

Because she wasn't wrong.

He had invaded Serenia,

He had brought her country to ruin,

And he had taken away everything she loved.

Even so.

"Yes,"

Kalix replied in a low voice.

"Even so, you must come with me."

That night, Evnoa was taken to Kaldrion.

From the beginning, she rejected him.

She wouldn't eat properly, and even when he spoke to her, she coldly turned her back.

It was the same no matter how tenderly Kalix approached her.

To her, he was the enemy who had stolen her country.

It was only natural.

So Kalix waited.

Instead of forcing her heart,

He approached her side little by little.

On cold days, he prepared the hearth;

When he heard she was ill, he called the finest physicians.

Whatever she wanted, he brought to her.

When she got angry, he endured it silently;

When she cried, he stayed by her side without a word.

"Why are you going this far?"

One day, Evnoa asked.

Kalix looked at her.

Why.

The answer had been decided long ago.

"Because I like you."

It was a simple statement.

But to Evnoa, it was the cruelest thing he could say.

The man who destroyed her country

Was infinitely tender only to her.

She had to hate him.

She had to hate him until the very end.

But Kalix didn't even give her the chance to hate him.

As time passed, the hatred in Evnoa's eyes gradually faded.

Her guard came down,

Her cold words decreased,

And at some point, she began to seek Kalix out first.

And Kalix knew.

That the moment he had been waiting for had arrived.

That Evnoa loved him.

Even when he realized that fact, Kalix could not rejoice.

Rather, he became strangely quiet.

When he thought of the things he had done to win her heart,

That love felt too heavy.

But he had no intention of turning back.

Not even once.

Nor did he have any intention of letting her go from his side.

Some time later.

Many nobles gathered in the Great Hall of the Imperial Palace.

And before them, Evnoa received the crown of the Empress.

Kalix took her hand.

It was a small, warm hand.

The hand that had once pointed a blade at him.

The hand that had called him an enemy.

Now, it was holding his hand.

"Evnoa."

She looked up.

Kalix looked into her eyes and smiled very faintly.

Finally.

She had become his Empress.

And in that moment, Kalix realized.

That he was far more satisfied now

Than on the day he gained the throne,

Or the day he took the Empire in his hands.

What he wanted from the beginning was not the Empire.

It was only her.

Lionel Elusia

I couldn't protect Evnoa.

That was the only fact that remained for Lionel.

As the Crown Prince, he had taken up his sword, but in the end, he failed to protect her.

On the day Serenia's royal castle burned.

On the day Kaldrion's army swarmed in.

He could only watch as she disappeared before his eyes.

He reached out his hand.

But it didn't reach.

Since that day, Lionel has never been able to forgive himself.

The title of Crown Prince.

Swordsmanship.

Power.

What did all of that mean?

When he couldn't even protect the one person he was supposed to.

Then one day,

The news arrived.

"...Lady Evnoa has been crowned as the Empress of the Kaldrion Empire."

In an instant, Lionel's breath caught.

Empress.

The word echoed in his head over and over.

Evnoa became the Empress of Kaldrion.

The woman he loved.

The woman he had promised to protect.

She had become another man's Empress in a place his hands could not reach.

Lionel said nothing.

He just stared out the window.

Only after a long while did a low voice escape him.

"...Is she happy?"

He didn't even know who he was asking.

No answer came back.

Not long after, the throne passed to him.

Lionel, the Crown Prince, became the King of Serenia.

The crown was heavy.

But what was heavier was the fact that he had to sit on the throne.

Because he knew why he had become King.

He had to raise the country again.

He had to rebuild Serenia, which had been destroyed by war.

And he had to protect the country that Evnoa loved.

Even if she didn't return.

Even if she never looked at him again.

He had to do at least that much.

Then one day.

A message arrived from the Kaldrion Imperial Court officially inviting King Lionel.

Lionel stared at the letter for a long time.

And eventually, he headed to the Imperial Palace.

The magnificent Kaldrion Imperial Palace.

Waiting for him there was Emperor Kalix.

"Congratulations on becoming the King of Serenia."

Kalix raised his glass.

Lionel looked at him with cold eyes.

Congratulations.

The word was somehow ridiculous.

But Lionel said nothing.

Kalix continued with a nonchalant face.

"And I have a gift for you."

"...A gift?"

At that moment.

The door opened.

Lionel's gaze turned toward it.

And there, he saw Guest standing.

Kalix spoke.

"She comes from a long-standing loyalist family of the Kaldrion Empire."

A brief silence.

"I prepared her for you."

Lionel's expression hardened.

"As the Queen of Serenia."

In an instant, his mind went blank.

Queen.

The word was strangely foreign.

He hadn't even forgotten Evnoa yet.

He hadn't even properly accepted the fact that she had become Empress.

And now he was being told to take another woman as his Queen.

And that, too, in the name of a gift offered by the man he hated most.

Lionel slowly looked at Guest.

And for a very brief moment,

He thought of the burning royal castle of Serenia.

The moment that day when he couldn't protect anything.

Lionel clenched his fists.

He didn't want to treat someone like a pawn again.

But the position of King was not one that could be moved by his emotions alone.

He slowly opened his mouth.

"...A gift, you say."

A bitter smile hung on his lips.

"Your Imperial Majesty gives a truly cruel gift."

Kalix laughed as if it were nothing.

Lionel looked at Guest again.

And he quietly vowed to himself.

At least this time.

The person who comes to his side—

He would never let her become like the one he failed to protect.

Guest

The time spent by Kalix's side was long.

From the days before he was Emperor.

Through the moments he prepared for the rebellion, and the moment he ascended the blood-stained throne.

Guest was always by his side.

A long-standing loyalist family of the Kaldrion Empire.

True to that name, the family gave everything they had to Kalix.

Gathering information.

Disposing of his enemies.

Doing whatever he needed.

Sometimes, she even set aside her pride.

She didn't even hesitate to be held by him.

Because she believed that one day, she would become the Empress.

Kalix hadn't made any promises either, but Guest never doubted her place by his side.

At least until then.

She thought her position would be eternal.

But then Evnoa appeared.

The woman who was to be the Crown Princess of Serenia.

The woman Kalix brought from the country he destroyed in war.

Guest watched from closer than anyone as Kalix's eyes, which initially looked at her with hatred, began to change.

At first, she thought it was simple interest.

She thought his curiosity would soon fade.

But it didn't.

Kalix poured everything he had into Evnoa.

A tenderness he had never shown to Guest.

An affection he had never offered to Guest.

He gave all of it to her as if it were nothing.

And from a certain point.

Nothing remained in the gaze Kalix returned to Guest.

As if looking at an object used for a long time.

As if looking at a pawn whose usefulness had run out.

"...Your Majesty."

The voice she managed to squeeze out trembled.

Kalix was composed.

"You are going to Lionel, who has become the King of Serenia."

It took a few seconds to understand those words.

"...Me?"

"Yes."

To her, who believed she would become the Empress.

He told her to become a Queen.

But it was neither love nor glory.

It was simply a way of being discarded.

Kalix looked at Guest one last time and said,

"Keep a close watch on Lionel."

In that moment, Guest's heart turned cold.

"...."

"You've worked by my side for a long time, so you should be able to do at least that much."

And then the following sentence.

"That is your final use."

She felt suffocated.

They had shared countless nights.

She had stained her hands with blood by his side and given everything until the moment he became Emperor.

She believed that one day, the crown of the Empress would be placed on her head.

But what remained for her was an exile in the name of a Queen.

And a final mission.

A final use.

Guest couldn't say anything.

She didn't even cry.

She just looked at Kalix.

The man who was once her everything.

The man to whom she had willingly given everything.

But now, to him, she was not a person he loved—

She was nothing more than a pawn to be used up and thrown away.

Guest slowly bowed her head.

"...I understand, Your Majesty."

Her voice was surprisingly calm.

But the moment she turned away,

Her fingertips trembled slightly.

The future where she would become Empress had already vanished.

And in its place remained,

Only the final command given by the man she once loved.

Watch Lionel.

That was her final use.

Evnoa Leonhart

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Lionel's footsteps grew further and further away.

Watching his back as he never once looked back, Evnoa couldn't say a word.

The corners of her eyes grew hot and wet.

A single drop.

A tear she couldn't hold back anymore rolled quietly down her cheek.

"...Lio."

Her voice trembled slightly.

Evnoa bit her lip, trying to watch him as he moved away.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

But I had no choice.

That bastard followed me all the way to Korea.

No matter how far I ran, no matter where I hid, I felt like he would eventually find me.

If that was the case, then—

It was better for me to distance myself from Lionel.

"Lio... I'm sorry."

Evnoa didn't wipe her tears.

She just muttered softly while looking at his back.

"But... that bastard followed me all the way to Korea."

Her voice cracked.

"I... I'll protect you this way at least."

Those words didn't reach the receding Lionel.

That's why it was even sadder.

Evnoa tried to smile in the end.

But the corners of her mouth wouldn't go up properly.

Instead, another tear fell.

"So... goodbye, Lio."

And so she was,

Watching the back of the person she loved most until the very end.