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Correa was just one of the Pope's many children. She met her half-brother, Vesa Dolkin, when she was seven years old.

The pope couldn't have a son, so he had to bring one in from outside.

The two children, who had lost their mother, lived together in the Pope's estate, inseparable for many years.

Correa loved to paint and was very talented, making her famous in her time.

Vesa, however, was obsessed with power and thrived under the Pope's wing. His methods were ruthless and without any bottom line; he was the Pope's sharpest blade.

Visa's success also elevated Correa's status.

While others rejoiced at Vesa's success, only Correa worried for him, fearing that making too many enemies would ultimately backfire. She tried to persuade Vesa to relinquish his power and stop waging wars for the Pope.

She still remembers what Kovisa said to her.

"I can't agree to your request, Correa. I must climb higher to protect you and give you a better life. Don't worry, I'll be alright. I will become the new ruler!"

Sure enough, Visa got his chance.

The price was that Correa had to be married off to a distant land for political reasons.

Visaya wept uncontrollably in front of her, and she comforted him, saying, "Don't worry, brother. I will get along well with Duke Pedro."

"No," Visa's eyes flashed with ferocity, "Don't let that bastard touch a hair on your head. If he dares to harm you, I'll raze his country to the ground!"

Correa was startled by the obsession in his eyes, and vaguely sensed that something seemed wrong with Vesa.

But she didn't have time to think it over; she was about to get married.

She was fifteen when she married the Duke of Pedro.

With the support of his adopted sister's marriage prospectus, Visa's status in the church rose rapidly, gradually becoming comparable to that of his father.

However, the Duke of Pedro did not seem to like her, and she was neglected by him.

The following year, Vesa coerced Pedro into signing an agreement to dissolve the engagement due to his impotence. Humiliated, Pedro went to Correa and raged.

Correa collapsed to the ground, unwilling to believe the rumors Pedro had told her about her affair with Vesa.

How could such a rumor be spread?

She suddenly realized why Pedro disliked her at first sight, and why the people in the manor treated her so strangely.

Visayas ordered her to be brought back to his country, and upon seeing her, he excitedly kissed her.

Koreya was so frightened that she slapped Vesa across the face. "Do you remember who you are? We can't do this!"

"Why? Because of Pedro?" Visa asked, covering his face. "Then I should just kill him."

Soon after, news arrived of the Duke Pedro's death.

"I think I've heard this story before," said Huo Dongjun. The Huo family, who lived abroad for many years, were quite familiar with some of the rumors and stories in Europe. "But wasn't the rumor that your first husband was poisoned by you?"

"So that's what later generations said," Correa said with a self-deprecating laugh.

Visa took Pedro’s territory, and Correa was left in Visa’s territory.

This situation didn't last long, and Correa entered into her second marriage. It was a decision made jointly by Vesa and the Pope, and Vesa swore an oath while holding her hand.

"Correa, just bear with me a little longer. I will soon become the new Pope, and no one will try to take you away from me!"

"That's good. You're no longer the Vesa you used to be. God will never forgive us!"

They were all executioners.

Koreya was determined to leave this disgusting place.

Her second husband, the Duke of Solis, was a decent man.

But I've also heard rumors about her and Visa.

He wasn't particularly good to her, but he wasn't bad either. In public, they treated each other with respect, but at home, they each went their own way. Correa found this state of mutual respect quite agreeable.

She had prepared herself for being scorned, but the current ordinariness was beyond her expectations.

Visa once again disrupted her peaceful life.

Solis died from poisoning.

Correa returned to her country and to Vesa's side.

She smashed everything Visa sent her to pieces and went hysterically mad in the palace, but all of this was in vain. She was just a woman, a woman with no power to fight back.

Rumors were flying everywhere, and Correa was in a bad mental state. She felt that every look she received was mockery and contempt. Even an unintentional remark from someone else seemed to accuse her of being shameless.

Under this oppression, she went mad with rage, transforming from a beautiful young girl into a shrew with a foul mouth.

Even after Vesa became Pope, he still refused to let Correa leave.

In order to expand its territory, the church proposed to use Correa for another marriage alliance.

Visa was not satisfied with the power he currently possessed. He once again agreed to the proposal to remarry Correa.

The man chosen this time was personally selected by Vesa: King Hiravel, a young widow.

This king's country was rich in resources, and although his military was weak, he was very wealthy.

Visa had privately threatened King Hiravel not to offend Correa in any way.

And so, in a daze, Correa was married off to a distant land for the third time.

I don't know what to say anymore.

I feel like I can't say anything.

No words could soothe Correa's pain.

"My third husband treated me very well," Correa said, her eyes crinkling with laughter as if recalling a fond memory, her emerald green eyes shimmering like waves.

{Hilavel was very good to Correa, not just politely, but with the intention of spending his life with her.}

Correa was reluctant to get out of the wedding car, so he reached a hand in from the outside and comforted her, saying, "Don't be afraid, I am your husband, I will protect you."

He waited for a long time until his hand ached, but he didn't pull it back or get angry; he just left it outstretched.

Correa carefully placed her hand in Hillavir's hand, and his hand slowly closed to hold Correa's slender hand, leading her into the manor.

Correa was speechless.

This was first discovered by Hillaville.

Hiraville personally oversaw the decoration of their bridal chamber, but Correa refused to have any contact with men, and the two slept in separate rooms.

Every morning, he would bring a bouquet of flowers to her door, leave them there, and leave. After he left, Correa would pick up the flowers; there was a small note tucked inside.

The note read: "Dear Miss Correa, welcome to my home. Don't be afraid, I'm just saying hello."

Every day thereafter, Hillavir would leave a bouquet of flowers and a small note on her door with different messages. Some messages described his day's itinerary, while others recounted interesting events that occurred on his way to work.

Correa laughed out loud as she looked at the little piece of paper.

The maid attending to her said, "Finally, we see the Queen smile! You look like an angel when you smile!"

Hillavir is a warm person.

After six months of his efforts, Correa finally walked out of that room.

Hillavir took her to plant flowers and learn to speak on the estate.