episode 2 part 3

what on earth did you see in this mad homicidal maniac, yuria fell in love with?

should I throw it?

she must have been a judge of a man by his face . honestly, if you'd seen a gram of humanity, you wouldn't have felt love for Carlyle.

anyway, Carlyle can't thank the madman and the god-loving yuria, but she's fighting another war to test her true intentions.

eventually, the couple, who returned to this pair, are formed when yuria kisses Carlyle during the war.

and yuria, too, wields a knife next to Carlyle, and if there's a disaster in this novel, it's this couple.

it was thousands more would have lived in the world without this two.

none of those who were involved with the two men were sound.

either he dies at Carlyle's hand, or he's aah.

to die at the hands of nim yoon yuria.

"I don't like it either..."

it was my first thought when i realised that the world I was born in was in a novel called "the new chapter of the queen".

I don't want to die!

but this most natural and deceptive desire was already half crushed the moment I was born as the "lilian Barts week".

Lilian Bartswic node.

The first of Carlyle's Male lead.

A wife and a heroine, yuria, where a crab dies.

not a few episodes in the novel, I did.

in the first place, Carlyle, the Male lead, was married because he lived in the winter Castle and Lilian lived in the capital city, so he thought he would see her once a year.

when I first got married, I was 9 years old.

a two years old would have known what marriage was.

...take it off ...

Nevertheless, yuria is jealous of Lilian and kills her.

it's ridiculous, really. what's wrong with Lilian , who was living well without knowing anything?

and what sin am I to become lilian?

\*. \*. \*.

at first I knew that the end of the marriage was death, and somehow I struggled to avoid Carlyle's political marriage.

...I hit it...

but when I found out that my sister, primrose, had to marry Carlyle if I ran away, I had no choice but to stand at the wedding like a prisoner being dragged into the death row.

and I found a shabby kid standing more nervous than I did.

all the blue that are hidden by the messy dark hair. The pale face was pretty but shriveled.

... Carlyle's description in the novel ...

it was just like my childhood. but I had to draw hundreds of questions marks in my head.

...he's just a kid....

no Matter how I look at it, I'll grow up to be lunatic.

you don't look like a child.

nine - year - old Carlyle, who first saw him, was just a timid kid who was wary of others, maybe it's because he's nervous, but to be honest with you, he's a little nervous.

it looked like you were out of arms.

how does this poor kid grow up to be mad?

after the wedding, it's only a short break. I'm the first one to call Carlisle.

the crab talked to him.

"are you all right?"

Carlyle, who was looking at me with a wave of shoulders shaking at my question, stammered and nodded his head.

"uh, yeah. you, what about you?"

the clear wall was busy glancing around, and the chair shook one after another to shake it's legs.

...I'm a well - Carly education...

I was soon able to see that I had not received something.

apart from etiquette, don't talk, that's a mess.

"I'm fine, but you're not a woman."