I Wish I Could Predict Love, Not Fall Into It
“Prophesy that I’ll marry a witch.”
Louisville, known as the “unlucky emperor,” is called that because he’s either too perfect or too many bad things happen to him.
To him, marriage is just a way to break a curse, and love is nothing but a weakness.
“I’m Anier, a prophet who sees the future through dreams.”
Then suddenly, a savior appears in front of him—Anier.
She saved him from danger with nothing but her own body. She’s never dated anyone before and has never once thought about marriage. She firmly believes in staying single.
“If you find the last witch, will you kill her right away?”
“No.”
“Then… will you send her to prison and torture her first…?”
“I’ll marry the witch, just as the prophecy says.”
“What?”
But Anier hears something that sounds like a proposal, even though it isn’t one.
Because she—of all people—is the last witch.
There’s no way I’m getting forced into marriage!
But this man… he’s kind, even though he acts a little cold?!
