Lost My Memory, Found My Destiny

To pursue the goblin prince Cole Hutch, I devoted five years of my life.

However, on the very day I'm about to marry him, dressed in a wedding gown, I overhear a conversation between Cole and his friend.

"Cole, are you really going to marry Lilian?" his friend asks doubtfully.

A shadow flickers across Cole's eyes. "Of course. The Heroic Alliance has been eyeing our kingdom for a long time, and now that Shia is pregnant with my child, the alliance elders are displeased with me. Marrying Lilian is the perfect way to appease them."

"Aren't you afraid Lilian will find out you've been seeing someone else and go after Shia?" The friend asks again.

Cole replied, "She won't. She's madly in love with me. She'll keep the secret for my sake. She's gentle and easy to control. As long as I marry her, we can at least delay a war against our kingdom, and Shia will be safe."

My entire world shatters at that moment. In my daze, I get ambushed and gravely wounded.

And when I finally wake up from my unconsciousness, I remember everyone, except Cole.

So, when the leader of the Heroic Alliance contacts me to ask me to return for an arranged marriage, I immediately book a portal back seven days later.

I stood by the window, packing my magical gear into the dimensional pouch one piece at a time.

Leena Night stared at me in disbelief. "Lilian, are you really going back for that marriage alliance?"

I kept busying myself without looking up. "Yes, the portal's already arranged. I'm leaving in seven days."

She hesitated. "Are you willing to leave this place? Are you willing to leave my cousin?"

I frowned, feeling an inexplicable irritation bubble inside of me. "I don't even remember that cousin of yours. Why would I be unwilling to leave him? Was I madly in love with him or something?"

Leena pulled out a thick magic journal from the drawer and shoved it into my hands. "You were absolutely crazy about him! This thing records the five years you spent chasing after him!"

As I flipped through the pages, a dull ache spread across my chest. I felt as if a giant invisible boulder had settled over my heart.

The entries were filled with the pain of 999 confessions and that many rejections. After each confession, there was always a third name—Shia Lynch.

Leena sighed as she continued with a conflicted tone, "Shia is his treasure, his so-called first love."

I closed the journal, and the pressure in my chest finally lifted. "What's so special about a goblin that has rejected me 999 times? I'll be marrying a half-elf when I go back."

"What goblin? What marriage?" A cold voice was suddenly heard behind us.

I turned to see a tall goblin leaning against the doorframe. His skin was an uncommon shade of dark green, and he wore luxurious royal robes.

It was Cole Hutch.

His gaze was sharp and