HE/HEROINE AND MY VILLAINESS
(THE TIDE OF SORROW)
The young Mary's body began to tremble not from fear, but from the sadness and despised she felt inside her heart and mind for her father.
As he felt pity for the young child, the Marquis couldn't help but remove the cold aura he gave the child. He sighs and pats the young child's head as he expresses his thoughts.
"It's all right if you can't do it. I'm not a heartless man, but I can't take you back with me. Is it too inconvenient for you to be a member of my family? We serve the king, and I require people who can protect themselves as well as the person to whom they have been assigned to protect. You get my point, don't you? "
The young Mary looks at him, fresh tears still streaming from her eyes, nodding and sobbing silently in front of the man her sister Vendia adored.
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