Duke Barlow and His Sweet Root Queen
[Version 1]
“You wanted a serious marriage with me, that's what you said. And now you’re trying to secretly meet your brother,” Vance said, pushing Liquorice onto the bed.
At that moment, their eyes met.
Liquorice could see dangerous gold sparks radiating strongly from his usually harmless black eyes. And she can smell the scent of the forest after the rain, that was Vance’s pheromone.
“Yes. I tried, but what you did was push me away. Vance, our marriage is only political, you said so,” Liquorice replied firmly.
“Are you angry with me about it?” Vance took his duchess’s hand and placed a kiss on her beautiful hand. His voice was as seductive as the sing of the fairy Anastasia.
However, this time, Liquorice wouldn’t be weak, “This is a political marriage, I have no reason to be angry.”
“Then why do you keep saving me, over and over again?” Vance looked into his duchess’s emerald eyes, unable to hide his confident smile.
Liquorice pulled her hand away from him, “I did it for my own benefit.”
Vance leaned close to her ear and whispered, “You know you can’t fool me with such a fragile lie. Sweet Root, don’t go anywhere and stay with your husband tonight.”
[Version 2]
"Enter Jadeherb and destroy it from within, this is your mission," Duke Truman told her.
"My dear little sister, go into Jadeherb and bring me valuable information to awaken the mystical dragon. When I become the king of the seven empires, no one will be able to harm you," her brother told her.
"My duchess, my Sweet Root, come to me, I will protect you," Duke Barlow told her.
For centuries, there were no kings, only 7 dukes ruling their empires, and the Council regulated power. This was how the world worked.
In the Council, the no-end war between the Reds and the Blues was obvious. However, an unexpected political marriage took place.
The groom was Vance II Barlow, the Duke of Jadeherb, representing the Blues.
The bride was Liquorice Ryland, whose godfather was the duke representing the Reds, Klay Truman.
The council informed the people that this marriage was a handshake of friendship between the Reds and the Blues, ushering in a new era of peace, but Liquorice did not believe it.
Because she had been trained to be a spy for the past year. Liquorice understood that she was just a small pawn on the chessboard of men.
Who will Liquorice choose? What will be the end of the battle between the Reds and the Blues? Are there any other plots going on?
