Chapter 1

The sound of a wolf’s howl spread throughout the air.

A wagon ran through the already dark Arnulf Forest. The road was well laid, but only the full moon lit the unknown path ahead.

Lisa was frightened, she quietly lifted the curtain covering the window to peek outside. The Duke of Aida had only sent two servants with her.

They were the only ones escorting the ‘Princess’ to her new ‘home’.

Dhub, dhub, creaking sounds (carriage noises?)

There were only two of them . In fact, rather than escorts, they were here to watch, or rather monitor Lisa.

Still, it was comforting that there were four people with swords around their carriage.

Even if all those wolves want to do a little more than howl on this journey, I think they can probably handle it.

I didn’t lose my calm, but I mean….”it is still eerie.” I mumbled subconsciously.

 “Be quiet.”

The only maid warned coldly. She also did not come to attend to Lisa, but came as a watchdog. Lisa lowered back the curtain, and then her head.

My body trembled just by the thought of dying from being attacked by a wolf,

‘Don’t think about it all too much.’ 

‘OK. The nickname Count Wolf is probably because there are so many wolves in the province. OK. I am the bride sent by the Duke of Aida.’ I kept explaining to myself.

This idea itself was false for Lisa. Eleanora, the real Princess of Aida, was to become the original bride of the prestigious Count of Arnulf.

It was an equal match in marriage in my opinion…

Even though his title was Count, Count Arnulf has never been lower than the Duke of Aida.

Title and real power do not always coincide. Count Arnulf, ’the Vast Spirit’.

He is an extremely influential noble with his four estates .

The size and wealth of his territory is not inferior to that of the Royal family. He is nobler than the King in his own territory, and the Western border of the Kingdom was virtually land of Arnulf by itself. It’s like the ‘Wolf’ Count is keeping it secure and guarded all by himself. It was enough to say that this statement could not be refuted by just anyone.

But for Eleanora, marrying this Count was nothing but the heavens falling.

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“The Count of Wolves! He’s the Count of Wolves! He is a hideous and horrendous person unbefitting a noble status!”

“It is a wedding arranged by the King himself, Eleanora!”

“How could his Majesty do this?” She cried out painfully.

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