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Rose, the lady of Clematis, is notorious for her debauchery within the Empire.
Married two years ago, she and her husband Maverick maintain only a formal relationship as a couple.
However, when a sudden crisis struck, it was only her husband who moved to save her.
And now, having returned to the past, she is determined to become a true couple with her husband this time,
but Maverick continues to remain cold…
* * *
“…What are you doing, coming at such a late hour?”
Even his displeased voice sounded welcome. No, her heart was about to burst with excitement. Normally, she would have admitted she was crazy. But Rose was different now.
Chest.
Rose had been held against that chest.
“Wife, what are you…”
Thud, Rose’s hand touched his chest. Maverick flinched. Even his flinch was welcome — was it because he was alive? No, it didn’t matter.
‘What… is this.’
Maverick had died a miserable death at the end. She didn’t want to count or remember how many swords had been stuck in the body that had held her tightly. She just wanted to see if the chest where the swords had been was intact.
‘The feeling… it’s killing me…!’
