im worrie about the brother like that was so sudden I get her bro

IDK why but smth bad about to happen

This is all i've been wanting to see I can die hapilly it was short but beautiful

This is what actually happenned in the Novel sorry i had to break it into parts cz i coudn't send the whole thing but read it and you'll see how intense that was compare to the Manwha

“You don’t love me. You hit me and you whipped me and you tortured me and you sold me to other men. How is that love? What kind of love is that?”
The cracks in my soul were growing bigger, they were on the verge of breaking.
“That’s… It may be hard for you to fully understand yet, but…”
“No matter how you try to justify it, it’s not love. You don’t love me.”
I thought of all the moments I shared with Izek.
“You stupid woman, what do you know about love?” He grabbed me by the shoulders and shook me, but he didn’t scare me. I wasn’t afraid of him anymore.
“At least I know more than you do. My husband taught me properly.”

I chuckled to myself. Looking down, I saw that I had crushed some of the flowers in the wreath Izek had gifted me, so I tried to be as gentle as I could, smoothing it out. The scent of roses filled the air.
“He’s never hit me before. No matter what lie I tell him, he never hit me.
I thought of the day we both saved the frost wolf. The day he found me again after I had run away. The desperate and broken-hearted look in his eyes. How he never once thought of me as a witch. “When I’m sick or when I’m crying, he’s never once raised his voice.”
I thought of the day when he first carried me in his arms, the day I was unwell. I thought of what he had wanted to ask me that night as he put me to bed. The time we spent on his balcony, him letting me drink from his rum. That was the first time I had ever tasted that foul drink.
“When I’m having a hard time, and when I don’t know what to do with myself, he’d always be patient and try to help me.”
I thought of that day in the stables. The confusion. The anxiety and the unease. The whip that he threw far away, to somewhere I couldn’t see. How he had held me. He didn’t know it, but he had saved me that day.
“He’s never forced me to do things I didn’t want to do.”
I thought of all the nights we spent together. The kisses and the tears, the touches and the heavy moans. I thought of his soft eyes, the sweet way he’d move his lips. How he’d always hold my hand. How he’d stroke my scars.
“When I don’t listen, he doesn’t punish me. He’s never once insulted or mocked me.”
He actually had, especially in the first week when I arrived here, but Cesare didn’t need to know that. Those days were long gone now. Now, I thought of the way he’d make fun of me for having demons as friends. How he’d say that I had a fat lizard as a boyfriend. How he had tried his hardest to deter his fellow knights from capturing them to put them in the Match.

“From the first moment that I met him, he has always protected me. Always.”
The tears welling up in my eyes were not tears of sadness.
“You asked me if I wanted to be a queen? When I’m with him, I’m not just a queen, I’m a goddess. When he looks at me, I feel like I’m the only girl in the world. When he looks at me, I don’t have a single flaw. I’m a goddess in his eyes. I’m perfect. Who knew that being loved would feel like this?”
“Stop… Stop it, you’re…”
“Do I still look like I don’t understand? No matter what anyone says, I know for sure. I know what love is. Because I’m happy. I’m so happy to be with him. I’ve never been so happy in my life.”
“Stop…”
“I’m no longer the little girl my brother saved from that he** of a monastery. You’re my brother. The brother that took me from one he** to another he**. So don’t talk to me about love. No matter how much you deny it, you could never compare to a man like Izek. I will never let go of his hands and run to you!”
The loud noise of a mirror shattering to pieces sounded throughout the room.
I couldn’t figure out where it had come from, and something was blocking my sight.
My body, slowly taking note of the pain coursing through my veins, seemed to be too exhausted to realize what had just happened.
Cesare was breathing hard as he slammed me down on the ground. He had his hands around my upper arms and his nails were digging into my skin.
Even though my whole body was throbbing and screaming in pain, I kept on sneering. This was nothing. I was used to worse.
“You’re so pathetic.”
“Shut up.”
“Do you want to know what the difference is between you and him? When I’m with you, I want to kill myself!”
“Shut up!”
Another crack, another mirror shattered. The pain really struck me now. There were shards embedded in my flesh and blood was staining my hands, dripping on the floor.
I let go of the Flower of Glory.

Cesare brutally and violently pulled on the ends of my hair, like he was about to rip it all out of my skull. He loomed over me as I raised my head and saw his face.
He looked like a young man sentenced to his death.
His eyes held nothing but anger and despair, loathing and anguish.
Oh my, what a face.
I don’t remember what exactly made him stop. Whether it was the unafraid curl on my lips or if it was the sound of the door opening. The important thing was that, fortunately, the timing was impeccable.
Because I made sure that Freya saw me leave with Cesare
It was so obvious what she would do if she saw me go somewhere alone with him. Right, Lady Furiana?
No one moved a muscle for a quiet moment. The whole place seemed to be frozen in time.
You would have been able to hear a pin drop, with the way no one was breathing.

I wondered if my forehead had mirror shards stuck in it. The area around my brows was itchy and blood kept getting in my eyes.
Blinking rapidly to try and get my vision back, I looked to the side and at my dearly beloved Northerners.
There were quite a few people standing, but I could only see one.
Beneath his sweat-soaked and disheveled silver hair, his lovely eyes glistened and lost focus, taking this scene in, and then I couldn’t see him anymore.
My heart pounded with guilt, the pain of the shards stuck in my flesh couldn’t even compare.
I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I’m sorry for making you witness this… I’m so sorry for being like this.
I licked my lips, wanting to call him. Blood was on my tongue but no sound came from my dry throat.
And then—

“Izek!”A loud bang shook the entire room as something collided and I fell back, realizing that the grip on my hair was no longer there
Curses rang out as the once silent room filled with the sounds of thunder.
Why was everyone screaming?
I rubbed my eyes and tried to blink away the blood stuck to my lashes. My vision slowly returned and only then did I see what was going on.
My husband’s sword was hacking into Cesare’s divine shield.
The holy sword and the divinity dazzling with a bright blue light clashed with each other, the sound of thunder following after the collision each time.
The entire room was engulfed with the bright light of divinity at work. Izek’s was purple and Cesare’s was blue. The colors meshing together and the thunder booming was overwhelming.
During the last match earlier in the day, I had wondered what would’ve happened to ordinary people if they were to get caught up in the collision between two divinities.
Ironically, that question was being answered right now.
“My Lady… Lady… Guys!”

Ivan’s cry sounded like it came from a distance, which was strange, because he was only a few steps away.
He was holding on to the two young teens in the room and crouching down, his face contorted in a grimace of pain.
The same was true for the minority elite of the Paladins, their familiar faces twisted and trying to approach Izek, shouting something I couldn’t hear.
Not to mention the young boys who were still apprentices. Especially Lorenzo, he looked like he was going to pass out.
But how come I didn’t feel anything?
My wrist burned, so I looked down at my bloodied arms, seeing the black bracelet I had been wearing throughout the entire festival. It was glowing red.
The bracelet that Izek had given me the other day, made from the heart of a dragon that had died a long time ago.
“Iz… Iz… Izek!”

arghhh it was more intense in the novel like what ruby said to her brother, the abuse was harsher like when they told us that everyone pitied ruby like im not a novel reader but I couldn't wait so I read the novel and it was way better like I was bawling my eyes out I was jumping like when im reading this I don't feel the pressure like cmon im dissapointed