Ch 1

In the harsh winter, Biflten had more people who died of cold than monsters.
The Duke of there, Aden de Biflten, was the worst groom with a huge estate.

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Aden had more free time to meet monsters than to meet a woman.

He, who always smelled blood, was unknown to the social circles of the Attenble empire.
As he rarely showed up, rumors spread that he was a man of ugliness.

Then one day, a nobleman who was curious about his face was discovered with a stiffened body, so rumors spread that he was someone who wasn’t supposed to be encountered.

No woman wanted to marry the Duke of Biflten, who was full of rumors.

But Biflten, a young man, was neither interested in succession nor rumors of his pursuit.

As a result, these actions set the elders of the Biflten house ablaze.

[There is no problem with the family members of Biflten.]

The elders spread rumors, but the rumor of Biflten who didn’t have any social circle could not be reached.

When no one believed, the search for the monster Aden de Biflten’s bride finally came to fruition.

[You can get a divorce if you want.
]

There was a more severe condition of divorce attached to the unconventional search for recruiting duchess.

‘If you want, I will invite you to Biflten Castle with no one knowing, come and decide,’ that was what the content said.

[You don’t have to face each other.]

This was the case when they summed up the elongated words according to the long aristocratic etiquette.

However, it was counterproductive.

In a land full of monsters, you want me to spend my first night in a dark room with the Duke of Biflten called a monster?

[Aden de Biflten rarely stays in the mansion.]

So you’re asking me to live alone?

However, the folly of elders who tried to avoid the malicious rumors of the Duke of Biflten only backfired.
So it was around the time the Duke of Biflten’s recruitment of brides failed for a year.

***

It’s a vivid dream.

When I woke up, there was always a symbol in my memorable dream.
Ilyin, in the dream, looked up at the mobile twirling from the ceiling.

Even though it wasn’t the bed where the baby was likely to be, there was mobile hanging on the bed.

‘Precognitive dream.’

Ever since she was young, dreams with mobile has always shown the future to Ilyin.
She watched herself in her dream.

She, who was in a bright room carefully browsed through the bedroom to see if there was someone beside her in the room.

At that moment, the bedroom lights went out.
She heard a voice in the dark.

「Ilyin de Biflten」

Ilyin opened her eyes wide.

My name? No, my surname has changed.

It’s not Ilyin de Arlene, it’s Ilyin de Biflten?

A sharp, dull pain hit the back of my head as if a hammer had hit it.

「Ilyin.」

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A low voice rang in the ear.

When the voice was heard all over the dark, it felt like the sense in my ears was amplified by several times.

The bed was shaking.
To be clear, as if it had touched someone’s body.
I could tell because it was a precognitive dream.
 It was the Duke of Biflten who climbed up on the bed. Aden de Biflten. His hands, which seemed to be cold, were passionately hot.
The hands sweeping my lips and the hand touching the ends of the clothes were more cautious than I expected.
It was a delicate touch, as if he was touching a piece of glass that would shatter soon.

“Ha……”

In her dream, she exhaled a deep breath.
The hands that carefully pressed her clothes were large enough to be reliable.

She could not clarify if it were the sound of her clothes rustling or the mattress rustling.

“mhm…”

The waist fluttered up.

I felt like I was holding a bedsheet in my hand.

The night was long.

***

Ilyin opened her eyes.
In her hand was a letter to recruit a bride of the Duke of Biflten.
Ilyin confirmed the name again and then opened the letter with an unbelievable face.

‘Ilyin de Biflten.’

My surname has been changed.
Having the name of the Biflten family means that I will marry the Duke of Biflten.

Ilyin jumped out of her bed.

A long old mobile touched her forehead.

***

Rumors of Biflten were rife.
Some said, because of the snowstorm, you can’t even see the outer walls of Biflten Castle unless it’s summer.
In winter, they said that the cold was so severe that it was difficult to reach the province, let alone the castle gate.

The only people who could guide outsiders were the people who lived in Biflten.
They were the only ones who knew the way.

But, the harsh winter was just in the boundary of the Biflten Territory.

Outside the boundary was a ray of veritable warm sunshine as if it was a lie, and the lines were drawn and painted in different colors.

“The land abandoned by god…”

Ilyin’s repeated Biflten’s nickname unpleasantly.

There were rumors that monsters who are entirely different from other provinces appeared in the cold weather.

A place full of monsters…

Besides, what about the Duke of Biflten?

There was also a rumor that he was ugly.
That was somehow acceptable.

They said that your body stiffens when you encounter his eyes.
And also for him, his sword comes first rather than the words.
In different phrases, that meant he would cut you off without even letting you talk.

The crazy Duke of the north; That was the assessment of the current Duke of Biflten, Aden de Biflten.

“Aden de Biflten.”

She looked down at the Biflten family bridal letter.

[Helping the hostess of Biflten family]

Below it was conditions that lifted the spirits of all the empire’s ladies.

If she had to explain it in a long way, it was like this:

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Unlike rumors, the Duke of Biflten is fine.
However, if rumors bother you, you don’t have to look at his face forever.
Also, the Duke doesn’t often stay in the mansion.

They were inconsiderate sentences that seemed to only kill the bride alone in a distant land.

Ilyin’s gaze went down.

[If you’re uncomfortable, you can leave immediately. 

I’ll take you anytime anywhere you want.]

It felt different from the dull writing right above it.
It had a rough feeling, but the content was soft.

Perhaps, not everyone in the empire