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The Demon Lord’s Bride (BL)

Getting transmigrated inside a novel is not really a bad thing—you know the story, you have the power of the future in your hand, you know all the hidden keys. You might as well end up as the most powerful and omniscient being in that world. That is, if you don’t wake up during the epilogue. And yet I find myself in the body of a fallen priest at the end of the novel, a tragic hero who had his mana circuit broken in the last war, being shunned, drown in debt, and destined to die not long after. Fortunately, I know just the cure. Unfortunately, the cure was in the hand of one of the Demon Lords—you know, the race that my kingdom just wage war with. Would he give me the cure if I asked him politely? There’s no harm in trying, right? I’d die if I didn’t get the cure, anyway. “Sure, but you have to be my bride as the price,” the Demon Lord said. ...huh? Sir, you know I’m (technically) a priest, right?

Aerlev · LGBT+
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So...another family meeting, then?

Unlike any other day, I had a really busy morning on the day of the banquet.

First, Arta came to the suite and got me the last fitting for the outfit I supposedly wore for the banquet. It was dark, almost midnight blue with white lining and silver embroidery, made of something that looked like silk and organza with magic because when I moved, the darkest shade of the fabric shifted and something twinkling appeared from time to time like stars. There were at least three layers in this thing, and the outermost part was a light cloak with wide sleeves.

Anyway, it wasn't actually done yet, because they still need to do this last adjustment. But Arta assured me the clothes would be done by the time my meeting with the elves was over. 

Talking about the meeting, Arta didn't leave after the seamstresses went away with my banquet clothes, and instead stayed to prep me for the meeting with the elves.

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