"What are you doing?" Prince Kuzma stood from his seat, panic written on his face. He had already experienced the brutal onslaught of Lucinia's ability, he immediately recognized the changes in his mother's face.

"What are you talking about?" Lucinia smiled as she batted her eyes to the Prince. "Is something wrong?"

"You— What did you do to her highness the Queen?"

Lucinia's brows knitted as she turned her gaze towards the Queen who can now breathe. "Clearly, the Queen is not feeling well. What does it have to do with me?" she laughed inwardly at her own shamelessness.

"You did this to her!" Prince Kuzma fought the urge to slap the woman. With the Duke by her side, Prince Kuzma wouldn't be able to touch Lucinia. He gritted his teeth in silence.

"It seems that Prince Kuzma is feeling ill too."

Both the Prince and the Queen turned towards the Duke. "Why would you claim that Lucinia made the Queen ill. Did you see my wife lay a finger to the Queen? Are you perhaps trying to sow discord between the Queen and the Princess? Was it possible that you are planning to make the Queen hate my lovely princess?" His eyes narrowed. "How dare you!" the Duke hissed.

Lucinia stared at the Duke in a daze. Who would have thought that the man could act like this? Slack mouth, Lucinia shifted her gaze towards the King who was — who was acting like he was a passerby instead of the person who was supposed to mediate the chaos in front of him. It looked like the King was actually enjoying the Queen's uncomfortable expression.

"Duke Mo you are going overboard!" Prince Kuzma uttered. "You were there when this woman threw a tantrum and asked me to take off my clothes. You watched me took off my clothes and even stopped her from hurting me! You saw her inflict some pain into my body while she was a few feet away from me! You knew what she could do! She is a demon!"

"What are you talking about?" Duke Mo's eyebrow lifted, confusion laced his gaze. "Why would I watched you take off your clothes?"

"…"

"…"

"…"

Mo Li actually had a point. Why would he dare watch a prince took off his clothes? That just sounded wrong! "I don't remember seeing your body and If I did, I must have buried it in the deepest parts of my soul and I could no longer remember such events happening."

Prince Kuzma glared at the Duke. Anger and embarrassment rolled inside him when he heard Lucinia snickered next to the Duke.

"Alright, that is enough." Finally, the King decided it was time to stop the show. "The Queen is not dead." The King didn't even hide the disappointment in his voice. "Why are you acting like she was already dead?" He sighed and turned his attention towards the Duke. "I will announce your marriage before this day ends. I, the King of this continent would give Duke Mo and my youngest daughter, Princess Lucinia the blessings that they needed for this union. May their marriage last forever."

Mo Li beamed when he heard the King's words. "This lowly one would like to thank his majesty for the blessings." Just like him, Lucinia also gave a small bow towards the king before she straightened her back and gave the other three people inside the room a gentle smile.

While the Queen and Prince Kuzma have a dark look on their face, Lucinia didn't miss the absence of emotion in Prince Gavril's gaze. She shrugged inwardly. The Prince is not someone that would get attracted to women like her who possess power and authority. He was the type that loved to be seen as strong and powerful. Thus, he would prefer the weaker women.

Women who stumble and fall because of a small pebble. Perhaps, this was the reason why he would actually like the female lead who was still in her teens.

"I hope I am not intruding the newlyweds precious time, but I would request for the Duke to stay for a while. I needed the Duke's opinions for some important matters. Meanwhile, the Princess could wait for the Duke at the Queen's quarters."

Mo Li and Lucinia immediately knew what the King wanted. The two eyed each other before they nodded and complied with the King's instructions.

"You really…" Mo Li shook his head. "You are helpless. You really wanted your own daughter to torture your own wife?" What kind of husband would do such a thing?

The King laughed. "It would be enjoyable to see the Queen suffer from Lucinia's temper." The King was still seating on the head of the rectangular table. "Take a seat… I wanted to talk to you about Lucinia."

"Hm?" He sat on the seat closest to the King. "Is something the matter?"

"What are you planning? First defending her, then now you married her. Why?" The King didn't hesitate to voice out his concerns. "I thought you wanted to keep her away from the people who wanted to use her? Is marriage the only thing that would keep her away?"

"Well? Would you want me to imprison her in the castle? Put her in chains and not let her out?" Mo Li managed a deadpanned expression. "I could never do that."

The King stared at his good friend's expression as he nodded. "Her abilities… does it affect you too?"

Mo Li nodded. But the pain from her ability wasn't the one hurting him. It was the fact that she had forgotten everything about them. However, he wasn't in a hurry. In the past, he left the world before her. Then, he had forgotten about her and then finally watched her die before his eyes.

They had been through a lot.

Was he really going to let this memory loss stop him? He had once promised to marry her on every continent. Isn't this a chance to actually fulfill those promises? However, instead of every continent, he would do it in every world.

"So, this is why you married her?"

"You can think whatever you want." Mo Li was not intending to explain anything to the King. "I am not interested in talking about this matter. I am more interested to watch a show. How about you accompany me and watch the Queen suffer?" a smirk surfaced on Mo Li's face.