어느 날 파멸이 내게 속삭였다

The noble and handsome knight, Johannes Moore.

He defied every binding rule to choose me, but when the days of peace came to an end, he was the first I left.

Now that a simple, unremarkable life has become my most treasured possession, the sins of my past have returned to haunt me.

“My lord is a man of honour, isn’t he?”

“And you? You are a woman unworthy of such honour.”

Where a fleeting love once withered, only bitter, lingering resentment remains.

“If revenge is what you seek, do as you wish.”

If it would only end when I was completely broken, then I was willing to endure whatever he wanted to do to me.

After all, he would eventually return to where he truly belonged. This was nothing more than a fleeting act of revenge.

At least, that’s what I told myself.

“You said that enduring me was your way of atoning for the past.”

“…….”

“Then spend the rest of your life atoning for it.”

One day, the voice of the man I had once loved so deeply whispered in my ear.

“Every moment, you will see my face and carry my child. If this is the greatest misfortune of your life, then tell me—what could be a more perfect revenge?”