I Was Tricked Into A Fraudulent Marriage By The Obsessive Villain - Chapter 4.6 - Grand Duke Thanatos

Even as she melted into his charming beauty, when she saw his red eyes, cold sweat ran down her spine.

Now, the excitement she felt when she looked at his face seemed like a lie.

He had a handsome face and a muscular physique, but she was afraid.

Her fear of the villain was like an instinct that had been engraved in her since the moment she fell into this world.

When their eyes met, it felt like her breath would stop, and when he touched her skin, it felt like her heart would burst.

Like a herbivore with its neck caught in the jaws of a predator.

Now that she knew he was the villain, her fear of him and the fear of his cleverness in hiding his true identity had combined to make her feel completely powerless.

“…Will he come today?”

Iona chewed on her nails incessantly.

She hoped he wouldn’t come today. But what if such luck didn’t happen again? What would she do then?

Lock the door tight?

No, if she did that, he would get angry and try to strangle her. What would she do then?

Two voices in her head were fighting each other.

“Ah, why is life like this…?”

She roughly ruffled her hair and flipped the blanket over her head.

As she closed her eyes, trying to recreate the inner peace she had seen in a movie.

“What timing…….”

The assassin had arrived.

Iona instinctively recognized the sensation.

There’s only one thing that can happen in a fictional world at this time of night.

An assassin!

“Ugh, ugh…”

Iona stared at the assassin, who was unable to get up due to broken ribs.

The knife that the assassin had been holding had flown far away during the impact against the wall. With a martial arts kick like that, getting up wouldn’t be easy.

Iona stared at the assassin, who seemed to be ready to tear her apart.

“A normal person would turn around, thinking they had you down, but…….”

I’m sorry, not an ordinary person.

In any novel, turning away after what seemed like a successful attack often led to an attack from behind.

Iona struck the assassin’s head with a thick book.

Thud.

“Ugh!”

With a dull sound, the assassin passed out.

Iona approached and tied her hands behind her back with a rope she found nearby.

“You really thought you could make money like this? Shouldn’t you have at least shown some effort and tried to get in through the window?”

Iona looked at the intruder, seeing them as just an ordinary intruder who had entered through the door, and she clicked her tongue in annoyance.

A sigh of relief bubbled up within her.

“…..Recognizing something like this”

But can’t even recognize the face of the villain that is so important.

Phew.

Iona let out a deep sigh.

Who could have predicted that she, who had once exclaimed “You blockhead!?” while watching female leads in transmigration stories who couldn’t recognize the characters they were supposed to know, would end up in a similar situation?

“Ultimately, it’s important to put yourself in someone else’s shoes. Oh, whatever.”

Iona stared at the fallen assassin.

She’d been a member of House Hardin for decades.

Iona gazed at the fallen assassin.

Having lived as a member of the prestigious Hardin family for decades, she had never encountered an assassin before. Yet, within days of being lured to the villain’s mansion, an assassin had appeared.

“…It doesn’t seem like it’s going to be smooth sailing from here on out.”

Iona had a gut feeling that her future wouldn’t be easy.

Farewell to the peaceful days. Goodbye to the healing routine of scanning the men on the streets.

As she pondered how to handle the assassin, a sudden thought crossed her mind.

Even though she hadn’t officially taken on the role of the Grand Duchess, an assassin had come for her.

What about Carvain?

“…….”

Her violet eyes flickered slightly.

After a brief pause, Iona swiftly made her way down the corridor.

She couldn’t be sure of what lay ahead.

The man was obviously skilled in martial arts, judging by the way he’d subdued the gardener in the mountains. Besides, he had survived the war.

Furthermore, there were many knights residing in this mansion.

Yet despite knowing all this, she couldn’t understand why she was worried about him.

He’s a villain who could rip her throat out at a moment’s notice, and according to the original story, he was supposed to be the one to kill her. So why…….

Why was she feeling concerned?

“Don’t abandon me. “

“Darn it.”

The wet eyes that whispered to her at De Libertas.

There couldn’t be only one assassin. They usually work in groups.

Iona made her way silently down the main corridor, keeping her guard up.

As she entered the main corridor, a peculiarly shaped corridor was illuminated by pale moonlight.

When she saw it, Iona’s pupils contracted.

For a moment, Iona stood frozen, her eyes wide open like someone who had lost her mind.

Fragments of strange memories flooded her mind beneath her retinas.

“…….”

The sense of dread she felt during the day washed over her again.

At the same time, an indescribable emotion seized her ankles.

It was a momentary collapse of Iona’s mind.

When she came to her senses, she was running.

“…Where.”

Where was he?

Rough breaths escaped her lips.

Iona was now almost running.

Scenes from an unknown time flashed through her mind as she ran.

Her young self, running endlessly through the corridor to find someone.

As if being manipulated by something, Iona was running to find Carvain.

Something she didn’t know existed within her was controlling her mind.

From her chin to her fingertips trembling uncontrollably, her feet that didn’t know when to stop spoke to her.

It was fear.

The fear of losing someone at the end of this path.

Why am I like this?

Rationally speaking, the man wasn’t in as much danger as she thought.

Moreover, she already knew the man’s future, didn’t she?

In the end, he would sweep everything away and ascend to the throne.

But even though she knew everything, she couldn’t stop her desperate footsteps.

“…Please.”

It felt like she was under hypnosis.

Iona was now in a state of being overwhelmed by emotions that had suddenly surged like a wave.

Her clenched fist trembled.

Cold sweat trickled down her back.

Her heart was beating so fast it felt like it would burst.

She didn’t know why.

She didn’t know why she was feeling this way, what the memories of her childhood that were unfolding before her eyes were, she didn’t know anything.

But she knew she had to look him in the eye right now.

That was the only way this trembling would stop.

After wandering for a while, Iona’s gaze finally fell on Carvain’s study, where the lights were on.

She pushed open the door and entered.

“Wife……?”

The Carvain she had been searching for was sitting in a chair.

The study, filled with books, was illuminated by a small candle.

As soon as she saw him, Iona ran up to him and hugged him tightly.

“……!”

Carvain’s red eyes widened like a rabbit’s.

“Iona……?”

He called out to her in confusion.

Even though Carvain was bewildered, Iona didn’t pay attention to his reaction and hugged him even tighter.

“Wife.”

Despite his call, Iona couldn’t muster a response.

With her head resting against the man’s neck, Iona trembled uncontrollably, unable to understand why she was feeling this way.

What did she eat wrong? Was something malfunctioning in her body?

If there wasn’t a physical ailment, she couldn’t explain the sudden storm of emotions that had engulfed her.

Emotions rising from deep within took over her brain through her spine, dominating her thoughts.

The fear of failure, the sudden rush of loss, and other indescribable emotions swirled in her mind, creating a whirlwind of confusion.