The Atrocious Duke'S Wife
Chapter 27: I love you

THIS WORK IS FICTION. NAMES, CHARACTERS, EVENTS, PLACES, ARE JUST A DELUSION. PLEASE READERS BE WISE IN RESPONDING.

"You're sending your hero to break through our main defenses? Do you intend to kill your royal ace, Prince?"

There were two men who again talked about the deal and the plan they had carefully put together.

The man in black who was folding his hand nodded slowly. "Because he could've messed up my plan, and I didn't want to take any chances."

"However, wouldn't you waste such a precious figure in your kingdom instead?"

The man smiled faintly as he sipped the tea that was in his grasp. "A very valuable person? He is nothing more than a pawn that can be thrown away at any time when it is no longer useful" said the man, dismissively.

"Pff! If it is like that, then we will no longer hesitate to eliminate it," replied the man in light brown unravelling could not resist the overexposure of his lips.

"However, stick to our original plan. After you finish him off, then tell your troops to attack our two unprotected territories" the man said in black. His eyes began to get serious and creepy.

The brown unraveling man who was his interlocutor remained calm with a small oddity that still faithfully accompanied him. "You take it easy, I'm the one who keeps the appointment. I'll let my useless army go to be your stepping stone."

"Heh. Turns out you're a cold-hearted man, Prince Naelson," he subtly quipped.

The brown girly man, often named Prince Naelson, throws a smile. "This is for the good of my own kingdom. The useless people who usually just eat the place better I just obliterate all," he replied lightly.

"Then I hope you keep your word, Prince."

"You too, honorable Prince."

...🥀...

There are two humans who are doing the consideration in this room right now.

More precisely, the man who continues to doubt the woman who is desperate to do something he wants to do.

Though the plan that they both created was approved by both parties, but the man still could not eliminate his worry and unacceptability.

"Are you sure you're doing this?" ask Arlen to see Cassandra who is getting ready to do a secret mission that only the two of them know.

A hood that covers the top of the head and dangles on the back until the tip of the foot has been perfectly mounted on his slender body.

The veil that had been hanging above her earlobe was in charge of covering half of her beautiful face so that others could not know and recognize her.

His long hair is now tied so as not to interfere with his activities.

"I'm very sure. You take it easy, how many times have you asked me that?" cassandra replied smiling sweetly so that the man before her could trust her completely.

"What if you're in danger? How do I know that? And how am I gonna save you?" ask Arlen.

Cassandra smiled. "I can do it. You just do your part. Don't you trust me?"

The blond man looked to breathe out. "Of course I believe you, but this is too dangerous. You really don't have to do this, you just sit and wait for me. Please, just let me finish this. Let me protect you, "he said, but it wasn't enough to make Cassandra abandon her intentions.

"You said you wanted to protect me, then I wanted to protect you too. Besides, I can't stay here either and can only wait for you just like that, I'm not that type of person, '" she replied as she stared intensely at the man.

"I also want to fight, I want to protect you, I want to save you, even though I have to harm myself. Therefore, you should also do the same as me."

"Don't every human being have to help each other and complement each other?" he showed his smile.

The blond girly man fluttered, all he did was stare at the woman in front of him.

A small ruckus now began to sound a little successfully lightened the atmosphere between them.

"Am I not the one who was worried about the war yesterday? But why are you so worried about this now?" said the woman with a faithful piety accompany to lighten the atmosphere.

"That's because you're stubborn. When another woman tried to avoid danger, you approached her instead" the man chirped and Cassandra began to sing her lips.

"That's because I'm an adventurous woman. If I had to choose between an ordinary life that was always quiet with a life full of challenges and full of risks, then I would choose the second option," he is proud to fold both hands in front of his chest.

"Are you praising yourself?"

"I'm not praising myself, I'm just saying the facts" she closed her eyelids and remained faithful with a proud smile.

Arlen could only sit still and breathe out slowly when he found the woman in front of him turned out to have a fairly high level of intimacy.

Cassandra smiled. "So, since I'm an adventurous woman, I don't want to be restrained. I don't want to be forced to just be quiet like a bird in a golden cage. I want to be a free-flying bird in the vastness of the blue sky."

"It turns out you're also good at making words" Arlen said.

"really? But it was just a word made up in a way because it was suitable to represent what I felt."

"However-"

The man's words were interrupted when Cassandra placed her index finger on the man's lips.

"Trust me" said the woman convincingly.

Arlen clasped Cassandra's palm as she rubbed the delicate palm on her cheek and firm jaw.

"Since when have you been so brave like this?" whispered.

Instantly a red hue crept in the area of the brown unraveling female cheekbones, she then slowly pulled out her palm. "You too. Since when have you suddenly been so gentle like this?" stuttering and turning his face away.

For some reason, he was ashamed of himself.

"Don't I have been acting like this for a long time?"

The woman was still turning her face away trying to remove her facial hue.

"I can't wait to have you completely" said Arlen relaxed but very enough to make the face hue that almost disappeared is now more and more so.

"Basic bawdy! I'll go first!" cassandra hit the chest of the hard field and then walked away quickly.

Of course, the blow is not painful at all for men who have immune skin.

But the woman's steps must be stopped because of her blocked wrist.

Arlen pulled the woman to face him, put away the strands of hair covering the woman's forehead and then unhesitatingly dyed it short.

He painted a thin smile and he put it on the woman in front of him.

"Be careful."

Cassandra was flabbergasted for a moment and looked up because the man was taller than her. But after a few seconds, he realized that look.

His tears were shaded when he found someone who was sincerely worried about his safety.

A smile full of confidence was reflected on her beautiful and beautiful face.

"Surely."

...🥀...

Silence, coupled with the cold air that is very supportive of this gripping atmosphere.

Everyone in this room has prepared themselves to carry out and complete the tasks assigned to them.

Seemed a man with shiny blond eyes, sharp eyes that irked clear sky blue, firm and tall body, high, as well as the armor that had wrapped all over his body with the long sword that was still inside his sheath was perched on his right waist.

A red robe that dangled from the shoulder to drag the floor made it look more dignified and dashing.

With the firm conviction that he has established in him, now the man has prepared to face what must be faced by himself.

"You ready, Duke Floniouse?" ask the Prince who is the commandant of the war this time, Prince Yari.

"Yes, Your Majesty," he said briefly and decisively. Loyal to his cold gaze that seemed to look at the mind of anyone who was his interlocutor.

"Alright, we leave all this to you. The fate of the Erosphire kingdom is in your hands. We put all our hopes in you, Duke."

"All right, Your Majesty. The servant will soon bring victory to the Erosphire Kingdom, though it must take my life," he insisted, with his right leg bent and the right hand he placed on his left chest.

All the words he gave and uttered were not formality and nonsense.

Those were all beliefs that came from the bottom of his heart. He will try to win the war this time.

He will try with all his soul and body to get the victory.

He must protect the kingdom in which he was born and grew, he will protect the people he wants to protect.

He must make sure that his loved ones are safe even though injuries and great struggles will hinder and block his chosen path.

Even if victory is impossible, it will continue to reach it until the impossibility turns into a possibility.

...🥀...

"Everything is ready in position, we will immediately set out to the destination. Remember, stick to our initial formation," he said and obediently the soldier who became his follower in this war nodded in agreement.

There is a black horse that will be his vehicle in the fight this time has stood faithfully waiting for the rider to control it.

When the leader who was the master of the horse wanted to ride on his back, his movements suddenly stopped when he heard someone calling his name from behind.

Then, the decomposing man who had been equipped with armor on his body raised his eyebrows and turned to the direction that became his goal.

"Duke!" call Marquess Houbatten as she approaches him.

"What's up, Marquess?" ask Arlen politely.

"I just want to say, hopefully you can win the fight this time, because you're our only hope right now." Marquess Houbatten commented on the faint smile on her face.

There was a hope that he aimed at Arlen through the look of his face that was full of confidence.

"Yes, I'll try my best. I will fight to win the war this time, for the sake of our country."

"alright. I hope you can take care of yourself, so that you can return to the arms of the person you want to protect," Marquess Houbatten said as she patted Arlen's shoulder gently, trying to encourage her.

A thin smile was painted smooth on the face of the blond-blonded man. "Thank you, Marquess."

"Oh yeah, where's the bodyguard who's been with you for a few days? If it's not wrong, Carla? Really true?" asked Marquess Houbatten when the old man did not find the figure he had often seen.

"He is currently doing a job. He's not coming with me."

"really? All right, then." Marquess Houbatten nodded her head.

Shortly after, Marquess Houbatten turned her head right and left looking confused about something that he thought was a bit odd.

Confusion approached him and without hesitation, he asked the figure in front of him.

"The Duke. Aren't you given 20,000 soldiers by His Highness the Prince? But why do I see, your current soldiers are very few?" his tananya was confused by his busy eyes wandering around looking at the number of Soldiers around him.

"That's because I've devised my own strategy. The rest of the soldiers who are not here, I have arranged according to my plan," explained Arlen.

"Then be careful, Duke. Because in addition to expecting victory, you also expect your presence to bring this good news later."

Arlen just nodded in response to the words of Marquess Houbatten who was encouraging him.

Marquess Houbatten then stepped away leaving Arlen standing with the horse right beside him.

Arlen stroked the rough hair of his horse and spread his legs and immediately jumped on the horse's back.

His face turned serious, his sharp gaze now blocked forward. Quickly, his horse set a small but powerful foot on the ground filled with fine crystals and ran to bring the rider to the destination.

Breath blows from his mouth so that there is steam floating a sign that the weather is very cold and cool.

By breaking through the violent gales of the wind that were counteracting with his goal, the man was like lightning speeding away with the horse carrying his weight.

The fine and beautiful cold details always accompany every step he takes towards a fight that is not easy.

Eve who can freeze anything from now on did not stop trying to reach and stab her skin wrapped in hard and sturdy armor.

While heading to the place that had been stockpiled and covered by the white of the fine ice that would soon be adorned with the inundated red stains, the man could not remove a woman from his mind.

The figure of the woman with her long, wavy dark brown mane, the shade of the net that is in harmony with her mane, and the lips as red as a seductive apple that reviews a confident smile.

The man murmured to pour out something that had been lingering for a long time and buried in the depths of his heart.

"I love you."

^^I Become Wife of the Atrocious Duke^^^

^^^03 December 2020^^