Oooooohhhh~ Like a PROPER adaptation and not out promo one. Well, then time for me to prepare myself to love another DILF and his son all over again
@Violet_lily @jimia, if you were following this short thread, you'd have noticed the answer but to answer it. Its both, the main source is ofc a novel AND it will have an adaptation on 2021 (what we have right now is only the promo)
Theres like 3 men surrounding the FL in the 2nd cover art... the first is probably FL’s brother... the second one is probably her brother too... well he has blue eyes similar to FL’s eyes but black hair.... the ML is probably the white haired dude.... spoilers?
Spoiler What about Sarina? From MC POV, she looks like she loves the Duke, but maybe she's not bad, according to Chapter 6, when Adele told her that she loves her, she looks like she's touched. Anyone have details about her feelings and personality? (sarina)
manhwa adaptation for this novel will be released on may 21! and there’s already video trailer for the manhwa, you can check it on @pns_webtoon twitter / instagram acc
Spoiler: Cover It's so cute Waiting for more spoilers Spoiler: uneditet MTL Ch 11 Baby Empress Episode 11 It was an act of unconsciousness. I was frightened to recall the memory of an animal eating a corpse. Sarina was worried about me .The action was faster than I thought. "..." Luckily Sarina didn't push me away. I hung on and breathed heavily. I shivered. It was warm in her arms. My ears touched Sarina's chest. Thump thump. Sarina's heart was heard regularly. 'Nobody is hurting me.' I thought hard. I was hugged her for a long time. I slowly became comfortable. As the fear gradually stopped, the trembling of the body began to cool. Sarina raised her arms and hugged me clumsy. And she very carefully seated me right. "....." Sarina did not rush to check my face. When the fear stopped, I became ashamed. "Why did I do that?' There were a lot of people. The maids were quiet. The same was true of the escorts. Michael and Fabian, of course, were still looking to the ground in this uproar. 'I guess you shouldn't look at me either.' I don't know why, but...Sarina told me. "You must have had a frightening imagination. " "..." "It's all right, Princess." Fortunately, Sarina did not ask why. She didn't even say that the title of sister was against etiquette. Calmly soothing. It was treated like the youngest brother who acted like a child. I am ashamed of it, but I am deceived. It looks like marshmallow. Sarina raised me up so I wouldn't feel awkward. The rustling of the clothes turned off the silence. Sarina sat me down and drifted away and eagerly searched for something. "Well, this. I'm holding it. " And she soon brought a pillow and put it in my arms. I thanked Sarina and hugged the pillow. Rather than having her hands empty, her heart was more comfortable. "Well, then the clothes..." The maid noticed and brought it up. "With something safe. Clothes that won't hurt unconditionally." Sarina said clearly. "How about the size? I don't know because I didn't measure you. " "I know." Sarina had no hesitation. Come to think of it, Sarina always served me when I took a bath. I looked at the back of Sarina with my pillow in my arms. One coat. One over the top. One pair of pants. There were three pieces of her clothes that Sarina chose. "This is a shirt. You have to button up. This is a jacket made of tweed material. " I nodded as I listened to Sarina's explanation. Actually, I didn't understand what tweed was. The maids helped me change my clothes. I was wearing a hat first, so I looked a little ridiculous. Unbuttoned the pajama dress and she put on a shirt and jacket in succession. I took off my underpants and put on my pants. The shirt was white. The jacket was removed and it looked similar to the material of the hat, but it was a bit more rough, so it was different. The white pants were tight. After wearing black gloves, a noble-like appearance reflected in the mirror. 'I look like a real princess.' I am a princess, but still, it was amazing. The first day I came to the Duke I was dirty and jumbled. But in the mirror, I was refined and cute. The white pants sparkled as if they had been sprinkled with subtle moonlight. The gold thread embroidery carved on top of the delicate glove was a unique pattern. "This pattern means the work of designer Saloran. Saloran is one of the most famous designers." Work of Art "Gloves are also called work of art.' It was a fresh shock. The maids continued to boil their knees and put on their shoes. The feeling was very different from the usual clothes. "It's called boots, princess, unlike yesterday's shoes." Sarina explained. The boots, which were tightly wrapped to the ankles, felt good. 'Princess.' I didn't realize it when I was wearing a dress. Now it's a big hit. I was just Adele in the orphanage, and I really became a princess. "We are done with the dressing" As Sarina said, Michael and Fabian raised their heads and greeted her. "Hello. Princess." "...hello." Is this some kind of rule? Can't the escort pretend to know until I change all my clothes? I was curious, but I couldn't ask. I thought of animals and I had junok in it. Michael's purple eyes evenworship in the morning. I avoided looking. ❄❄❄ After breakfast, I moved far away in the carriage. Again, she got off the wagon with Michael's help. The dirt was squinting under the boots. The green grass was up to my knees. "Where am I?" I grabbed Michael by the hem of his shirt and asked. "This is also the Duke's Fortress." Michael replied in a graceful aristocratic way. My eyes grew with surprise. 'I think we've moved a long way in the carriage, but this is also the Duke?' There was a wide grassland before my eyes. There were many trees, so it was close to a forest.It was untouched by nature. 'I can't believe this is all home.' "...can I come here?" "There is no empire land that you can't light up." Fabian responded as if it was natural.I shrank a little bit. From far away, Ehin bowed his head. Ehin seemed to have waited for me with a white horse tied to a tree in advance. "Good morning, Princess. Did you hear the explanation? Today is an outdoor class. You will practice horse riding" "...yes." Ehin laughed without knowing my speed. The teacher soon approached me with a white horse. It got really close in an instant. I hid behind Michael in fear. "...? Princess?" "Smaller animals..." Eventually, I said with tears in my eyes. Holding Michael's shirt tightly, she trembled. If Sarina had been around, I would have hugged her this time, but she didn't follow me all the way here. Michael then looked at me as if he had noticed what I meant. "There's a pony in the stable." "Ah? ah..." Ehin noticed it when he saw me desperately avoiding his gaze. "It's a very gentle horse, but it doesn't hurt. Princess." "No, I don't like it." I shook my head. I wondered if my tears were about to drop, Michael blocked me firmly. He defended me. "I think you'd better just go. Eheen." "...I suppose so." The horse hooted after Ehin. I didn't want to come back, but Ehin soon brought a pony back. It's a lot smaller than the white horse, but it was scary to see it up close. "You look scared." Fabian took my side. I was still burying my face behind Michael, holding the hem of his shirt. Michael was embarrassed and didn't force me. Ehin went to the stable one more time. "It's the smallest horse in the dukes. They say it's a small piece of paper among ponies. She has a gentle personality, Princess." I plucked up my courage and raised my head. As Ehin explained, it was significantly smaller than the first white horse. Since we only did wild things. But no matter how small it is, it is an animal.As I got closer to me, I hardened. I barely shook my head because I couldn't breathe. 'I loved it when I studied letters.' Michael said that studying hard makes him close to his father. So I wanted to take the class as well as possible. But animals are scary.Ehin asked me nicely. "Princess, what's the problem?" "I'm scared, animal..." "Look at this horse, it's very small, isn't it? I won't get hurt." "I think I'm going to get eaten. " "...what?" "Eating people, mischievous..." I eventually shed tears. Only then did the men realize the seriousness of the situation harden their faces. Ehin waved his hands, visibly embarrassed. "I'm not going to class! I won't. Don't cry. Princess." "You said you were scared, but you kept asking..." "Oh, I'm sorry. Princess, I won't ask you again." Ehin was desperate, and I was upset. When I wiped my eyes with the back of my hand, my gloves were full of moisture. I didn't sniffle. It was a silent tear. There's no one in the orphanage who's making noise. They seemed even more mortified by the placid cry. A long time later Michael asked carefully. "Princess, do you mind if we have a meeting?" "...yeah." "Just a moment, please." He pointed to a nearby flower, so I rushed there.I wanted to run away anyway. The sound of adults whispering was heard in the wind. "A month's class isn't enough..." "The Prophecy's Baby... ..Shin Shui..." "If it's not Shinsu... Meaningless..." The meeting, which I don't know what to say, was followed by a serious atmosphere. I'm sad, but I'm estranged from animals. I didn't harden every time I saw animals. But the words reminded me too much of the war. Is it because all the participating knights rode horses? "...." Ehin, Fabian, and Michael, the three chattered with serious faces. I turned my head and saw the flowers in front of me again. He sank down as it was. "..." It slowly got better. The shortness of breath slowly regained the flow. I turned my head slightly, but the men's meeting didn't seem to end easily. Shame came as late as after hugging Sarina in the morning. "There's no child crying because he's afraid of animals.' I blamed myself. ......but I didn't want to ride a horse. Tears fell in my eyes with a feeling of injustice. Sarina said this was the most important class.' Why is it the most important class? A more precious divinity than the emperor. A baby of prophecy more precious than Shinsu. A month's class. The pieces of the horse are clumsily interlocked. I still don't know what Shinsu is, Perhaps the baby of prophecy was the only one who could take refuge. And that seemed to be the most important thing for the baby of prophecy. "Shinsu, what are you talking about?"' Is riding a horse the most important class for me? "Did they make you cry?" Someone talked to me when I thought that far. I answered sullenly because I was used to the spirits talking out of thin air. "Yes." But a sense of incompatibility came late. It was not the voice of a spirit.It was a human voice. That's the first time I've ever heard it, a boy's voice. I looked back in surprise. The boy I saw for the first time was looking at me.