Blurb:
Because of (Z: arbitrary)
circumstances, Iris needed to get married quickly. She only had once chance to
capture the man in her sights.
At the Royal Ball, armed with a love
potion that could manipulate body and mind, she aimed for a quiet and sombre
earl.
Alas! The King, Ernest, drank the
fruit wine she had dosed with the potion, and then confessed his love for her
before the guests of the ball!
He proposed to her under the spell of
the love potion, and became rather forceful!
Is what was to follow, a sweet married
life or was it to be tainted by lies?
♔♔♔
Prologue:
At a Royal Ball, being held in the
royal castle of the Kingdom of Berghausen, many guests were gathered. Among
this glittering throng, a voice rang out,
‘Lady Iris Reinfeldt, daughter of the Marquis
Reinfeldt, will you marry me Ernest Berghausen?’
In the luxurious salon, the young man,
Ernest Berghausen, knelt before a young woman, Iris.
Ernest was a young man of twenty-nine
years, who ruled over the Kingdom of Berghausen wisely. The kingdom prospered
under his rule. He was very handsome, with golden brown that had a
mysterious twinkle in them, and glossy silver hair that was trimmed short. He
had a well built frame from training with the Royal knights from a young age.
He attracted and fascinated everyone regardless of age or gender.
But he had not worn a wedding band
yet, hence, the seat of the Queen was vacant. This was because he wasn’t very
comfortable in the presence of women, so he kept refusing invitations from
beautiful young ladies. (Zuben: There was something about autumn and cherry trees…)
Well, that was until tonight.
‘Iris?’
The impromptu marriage proposal caught
everyone by surprise. Everyone held their breath waiting for the lady to
answer.
Amongst them, Ernest, kneeling on the
marble floor with his hand held up to Iris, his golden eyes were filled with deep
affection. Before his heated gaze, Iris became more and more pale.
‘Yo-your Majesty, um...that...well…’
‘What is the matter, Iris? Ah, have I
shocked you? I am sorry.’
He, the ruler of their land,
apologised whole-heartedly to the lovely Iris, the mere daughter of a Marquis.
At that moment, Iris’ violet eyes widened in fright. She shook her head,
shaking her long prettily decorated hair.
‘N-no, please, don’t you mind…’ she
said nervously
In truth, she wasn’t surprised, the
issue was that this person was the ruler of their country. There was a certain
reason Iris was mortified by this.
Ernest breathed a sigh of relief and his expression relaxed at her reply,
‘Good...that is good. I really wanted
to have your hand tonight, so I had a great sense of impatience. I’m sure you
can forgive me.’ he said with a self-mocking laugh.
At the sight of his beautiful smile,
Iris’ heart rang like a tokuri[1].
If this were under different
circumstances, Iris would probably have gladly accepted this beautiful proposal
with a great deal of blushing, but alas, she really could not accept.
Because His Majesty’s declaration of
love was borne from an amazing thing…
Ernest had mistakenly drank a powerful
love potion that put his mind under it's effects. Iris had wanted to give it to
another.
Even if he was curiously unmarried
till now, even though his proposal was ardent, the truth was that he never had
a fragment of love for Iris before this day. It would be impossible to accept
the proposal and be crown princess. For Iris did not have the strength or
dexterity to carry on in falsehood without a prickling conscience.
But what should she do?
This was a ball hosted by His Majesty
the King once a month. The enormous ballroom was filled with most of the
country’s nobility. Before them, King Ernest had proposed to Iris. She, a Marquis’
daughter, had no ground to refuse. (Zuben: What if he’s not her type?)
But she did not know how she would
explain the circumstances.
Even if it was unintentional, if it got
out that she had given the King a love potion, her life would be over. Even her
family home and name would be crushed.
She was really in deep trouble.
It was her own fault, but it had been
a desperate situation. This situation may be a punishment from God against Iris
who tried to use a love potion for selfish reasons. That being said, even if
she was self reflecting, it would not get her out of her situation now. She bit
her lip, her face pale, trying to think of a way out.
She tried to gently decline, but
Ernest rose quickly and held her slender waist with his strong hands and pulled
her close to him,
‘Er...um…’
‘Iris, please say yes. I swear I will
make you happy.’
‘But, but I…’
‘No matter what you say, the only
woman I want is you.’ he said to her.
‘Your Majesty, um...I am very honoured
by this, but…’
His current love for her was only an
illusion created by the love potion. There was no such thing as a genuine love
for her.
‘I love you, and I want you to be by
my side for the rest of my life.’
But to the fearful Iris, the deep
affection in Ernest’s eyes were from the love potion.
He hugged her closer and pressed his
lips against her forehead,
‘So Iris, be my bride.’
She wondered if there were other
ladies who could have held up against such allure and still refuse. Iris was in
a bind, but could not say words or refusal, her deep purple eyes were troubled.
Ernest shifted to whisper in her ear;
though it was a whisper it resounded in her mind like a loud echo,
‘How troubling, I love you so much I
feel heated…’
‘!’
‘Iris, I am bad but take
responsibility for me, and help me calm down.'
She had not married; this dialogue
was too stimulating for her. She was a maiden who had no experience, her cheeks
flushed. She also knew that Ernest’s heat was due to the love potion he had
mistakenly drunk, but she really didn’t know how to reply.
Ernest smiled and held her closer, he
leaned over her ear, his hot breath tickling her,
‘Answer me, Iris. Please say yes
before I lose reason. Otherwise, I will hold you right here…’
His lustrous voice penetrated her ears
and sent sweet shivers down her spine.
It seemed that the love potion had a really strong
effect. She trembled at the sultry threat, she nodded to avoid the
worst.
‘Thank you, my Iris. I promise to
cherish you for always, my only love.’
Ernest grinned broadly and gave her a
kiss on her cheek.
The guest who had been waiting for
Iris’ reply breathed a sigh of relief.
An applause rose celebrating the
spring that had arrived for his Majesty the King.
In an instant the ballroom was filled
with delight.
But Iris could not celebrate.
What had she done?
Iris must keep the secret hidden for
the rest of her life.
In the circle of Ernest’s arms, she
thought back to how she had come to this juncture.
Three days before the ball…
[1]
tokuri - tall and slender bottle with a narrow mouth made from ceramic, metal or glass that can be used for sake, shoyu or rice vinegar.
Thank you for this new delicacy ( ´꒳` )
ReplyDeleteActually I'm looking forward to see your complaints- I mean comments lol they always make me laugh though I also enjoy your translation!
This looks like either the King is actually in love with her or she just in a deep trouble lol
Keep'em coming hahhahaha
ReplyDeleteThese novels are why i have such high standards when it comes to boys...
Thank you for the hard work!
So excited for this!
ReplyDeleteThank you so much!
ReplyDeleteThis make me remember of a webtoon "Why Are You Doing This, Duke?"
ReplyDeleteA dark haired girl, a silver haired guy, and a proposal under a powerful love spell.
Ooh a new manga to read, thank you! Thank you for reading!
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ReplyDeleteThank you very much for this novel = w =
It's great.
I would like to ask if you would give me permission to translate it into Spanish.
Please :3
Go ahead. Let's spread the idiocy XD
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