Undercover Infiltration Duchess

Suddenly finding out was too shocking. Ezet was just looking at Edmond, unaware that her dress was melting.

“Thank you for loving me, Milady.”

“Edmond, I’m…”

“Now it’s my turn to repay your heart.”

Again, their lips touched. This time, everyone cheered and looked at the two.

The common sense that it was rude to show affection in front of people had already been blown away.

The woman who wrapped her husband with love deep and firm enough to lift the curse that the dragon died—a husband who was saved by the woman’s love and regained his beauty. And two who have loved each other like newlyweds for three years.

The love between two people is more like fairy tales than ideal. The earnest desire not to defile it was shared with the blind belief that the fairy tale’s end should be a happy ending.

“My esteemed Emperor. Her Majesty, and everyone here. You’ll be confused to learn too much truth today. I think we have no choice but to avoid you if we want to return you to reality before you get addicted to sweet dreams.”

He meant he wanted to go away.

“Your Majesty?”

“Oh, oops! Well, I see. Well done, Duke Jaxen. You may go.”

“Thank you.”

Edmond held Ezet’s breast in his arms, covering it with his own body. The skirt made of cotton candy crumbled and was strangely disorganized, but those who had yet to wake up from their dreams did not notice it.

Edmond and Ezet’s leisurely exit from the banquet hall door only felt as if they were covering the last chapter of a fairy tale.

* * *

Ezet, who came to the lounge with Edmond, came to her senses only after the door closed and silence passed.

‘I can’t believe he’s been cursed by Dragon, and he got scales all over his body, making him look terrible. Then it makes sense that Edmond didn’t want to meet my sister.’

But she didn’t know it was Erit who encouraged Edmond to become a person. Why did Erit lie that Edmond wouldn’t meet her without saying this? Maybe it was not to reveal Edmond’s secret.

‘Then why did she run away? Don’t tell me it’s for Edmond.’

Did she think it was unfair to have him hogged, now a charming man free from the curse of the dragon?

She might have thought that a woman of a more prosperous family, not a woman of a fallen family, would be suitable to be his wife.

Of course, even so, Erit’s behavior of running away without consulting her husband was wrong. Ezet couldn’t understand her way of thinking.

‘But one thing is clear.’

That Edmond, saved by Erit’s love, should not be deceived and be loved by her without hesitation.

He doesn’t deserve his love. Thinking so, Ezet shrugged, covering her exposed front chest with whipped cream.

‘No, I can’t fool this guy anymore. Let’s reveal the truth.’

It’s her sister, Erit, who saved him, and so far, he’s shamelessly been loving by her, and she’ll ask him to punish herself and find her sister so that he can be happy. That’s what she has to say.

Determined, Ezet looked up.

With a squeaking sound, Edmond was seen pulling the scales off his back neck at that moment.

“Whoa, it’s a problem if the instant glue works too well. There’s a red mark.”

“…Glue…??”

“Yes, isn’t it plausible for an impromptu product?”

She can’t believe he made it on the spot. Isn’t that the last one left after the scales sprouted all over his body?

“Edmond, then you’re cursed with dragon blood…”

“Of course, it’s a lie.”

“And the whole body was distressed by scales.

“If I had scales all over my body, even I would have died. Even though humans seem to only breathe through the nose, they can’t last long if the pores of the skin are clogged.”

“Sister, no, that your wife has been caring for you for three years…”

“…you know that, don’t you? That we haven’t seen each other in three years.”

Are you saying it was all a lie?

The curse, the scales, the relationship with the wife, and the love miraculously disappeared, and we were together like this.

All of them.

“Oh, my God…”

Ezet trembled with a sudden sense of betrayal.

“Uh, how could you lie in front of people without a blink of an eye…”

“To capture the public, we need a plausible story.”

Edmond, who deceived the public without putting saliva on his lips, suddenly said, Practice! I can start a ‘fraud class.’

“It doesn’t have to be unusual or novel. It’s good to have a friendly one that’s moderately simple and easy to encounter. If you go to myths and legends, it’s too grand, and if you mix fairy tale stuff, family stuff, and human stuff, it’s easy for everyone to relate to.”

“How the hell did you do that?”

“I think it was quite appropriate. Was it too contrived for Milady? Everyone seemed to believe me.”

“I, I… Fraud!”

Taken away from tears and emotion in an instant, Ezet shouted with a blushing face.