I Thought It Was An Arranged Marriage

Rosaline Marte, an ordinary noble lady.
Like everyone else, she had a political marriage and was living peacefully, but she was killed by her husband’s mistress.
Then, she woke up to find herself returned to two months before her marriage.

With little time left until the wedding, she resigned herself to the fact that nothing could be changed.

“Your marriage to Marquis Addis is going to be canceled.”
“What…?”

Suddenly, she received a notice of the breakup, and soon after, talks of marriage with another person began.

“I understand you were engaged. In the meantime, I was afraid someone else might appear with courage, so I acted rashly. Embarrassingly, I am a bit older.”

Lucas Bryant, the Emperor’s only full-blooded brother, an archmage, and a war hero.
Rosaline is bewildered as to why someone perfect in status and wealth would be so desperate for her.

“I swear by the title given to me by His Majesty the Emperor and the mana flowing in my body.
I will remain loyal and faithful to you. Please, marry me.”
“Gladly. I accept your proposal.”

In the end, Rosaline decided to trust the man’s trembling fingertips, his posture of humility, and his desperate plea for marriage in front of many people.