At first, when I found out that my senior was the Crown Prince, I was confused between my school senior and the Crown Prince.
I thought he wasn't the Crown Prince because he joked around and occasionally threw tantrums.
But seeing him worry about the empire, I realized that this man's foundation must be here, and I felt he was an inevitable Crown Prince. Even if it was a little different from what I had envisioned.
I feel sorry for my senior, but the Crown Prince is a kind and righteous person, but he is always taken advantage of by the Prime Minister.
Could it be said that it is a role that wriggles in the palm of Shish's hand?
Because I recognized my senior as the Crown Prince, I naturally thought of him as someone who couldn't be defeated by Shish and couldn't be hurt even once.
"What..."
My mouth feels dry.
“Tri?”
“Your Highness.”
“Tree didn’t come for a long time, so I came out to look.”
Even though we didn't agree to call each other by our first names, Freesia started calling me by my nickname and acting like we were close.
“I was smelling the roses because I liked their scent.”
“Haha, that’s the charm of the Rose Palace.”
The Princess linked arms with me and suggested we take a walk together. I accepted, and we headed to the backyard.
The rose in the starlight was incredibly beautiful, its color never fading, but I felt as if I was suffocating from the strong fragrance of the flower.
I was about to suggest we just go back, but Freesia spoke first.
“There is a legend that has been passed down from generation to generation in the Rose Palace.”
"Is it so?"
“Yes. It’s a story only the royal family knows.”
When I exclaimed, “Oh my,” Freesia began to tell the story fluently.
"They say the Rose Palace originally looked different from what it does now. It had much higher and thicker walls."
“It’s not a fence that marks the boundary of the palace, but a wall?”
"Yes, a wall. A very solid wall with a door that cannot be opened from the outside."
The silver-gray eyes sparkled even in the darkness.
“Is it the story of the First Emperor? He fell in love with a woman and asked her to become his Empress, but she refused.”
“That happened.”
The rose scent was still unpleasant, but I concentrated on the old story about the palace I didn't know about, because it was interesting.
“So, His Majesty the First Emperor kidnapped the woman and brought her to the palace.”
“He didn’t let it go?”
"Yes!"
Wait, Freesia. Why do you like it so much?
“They say he kidnapped her and imprisoned her here, in the Rose Palace, and built a wall around her.”
“Wait a minute, didn’t you say the door can only be opened from the outside?”
"That's right. To keep her from escaping, to ensure only the Emperor can enter and exit. Oh, I'd like to do that too. Lock up Billau, and, oh my, pretend you didn't hear what I just said."
Freesia finished her story and smiled happily, but I couldn't.
Senior, you know the legend surrounding this place, right? There are several villas in the palace, so why did you place me here?
I was reluctant to dismiss it as a coincidence.
Suddenly, too many things came rushing in, and my head started to hurt.
“Freesia? Why are you here?”
As if she had heard about the youngest Princess's antics, Lily went to the Rose Palace early in the morning.
As if to prove that she was busy cleaning up after Titiana's actions, her smooth skin was dull, and the area under her eyes was dark.
“I’ve decided to stay here for the time being. I’ll also get to know Lady Hayley.”
“You can build a friendship later, so go back to your palace, Freesia.”
"No."
"Go."
“I’m not going.”
Lily glared at Freesia with cold eyes.
“I told you to go.”
“I told you I wasn’t going. Why on earth shouldn’t I be here?”
"That-"
“-Is it because of him?”
"What?"
“Isn’t it that you’re hoping that your stressed-out brother will pounce on Lady Hayley and let out some lust?”
Lily seemed speechless at her sister's unvarnished remark.
Freesia, who laughed heartily and expressed her true feelings in front of me yesterday, must have really wanted to impress me. At this moment, I'm grateful to Billau.
"You've always been generous to your brother. Don't you think sacrificing the Marquis' daughter for him is a cheap way to go?"
“Tri, don’t listen to Freesia’s story.”
“I know my sister had a fight with the Marchioness Hayley!”
This is the first time I've heard this story.
"When the Marchioness offered to serve Lady Hayley, you refused. When she protested, saying she couldn't let her daughter be the subject of gossip, you kicked her out semi-forcibly!"
“Lily, is it true?”
“No, Tri. That can’t be.”
Lily laughed and denied it, but I could already catch her trembling as I pushed her out of line.
Seriously, if Shish hadn't stopped him, I would have become the Crown Princess.
Well done, Shish. You're the best after all.
"Yes..."
Lily seemed to get nervous when I trailed off.
I forgot where I was for a moment.
It was a rotten novel, wasn't it? And there wasn't a single sane person in it.
Lily wasn't originally in the story, so she was completely out of the calculations.
“Freesia, I need to call the knights and drag you out immediately.”
“Ahhhhhh! If you keep doing that, I’ll be walking around the palace naked, so figure it out!”
Lily stood still for a while, her mouth open.
“You did it once, so you think you can’t do it again?”
Are you talking about the time you entered the room where Billau was staying naked?
“Ha, yes. Do whatever you want.”
Lily threw up both hands at her youngest sister's fierce defiance. She sat down, seemingly weary, without even being asked to, and pressed her temples.
The First Princess ordered her maid to bring out a cold drink.
“That witch burned down the city again.”
“Could this be retaliation for His Excellency the Knight Commander’s actions?”
"It could be that, or it could be a threat to force you to accept his demands. His Majesty probably doesn't know yet."
There will also be revenge against the Emperor who summoned Dietrich.
"People near the capital are fleeing. Some are even knocking on the capital's gates, demanding they be opened."
Lily told me about a scene that was so heartbreaking to hear about.
Day by day, the situation was getting worse.
Soon, Lily returned, and I told Freesia I would rest for a moment. The youngest Princess obediently withdrew and didn't follow me to my bedroom.
“I can’t see even an inch ahead.”
Titiana's atrocities had reached a point where I couldn't just dismiss them as something I hadn't planned. I couldn't show it to Lily or Freesia, but my heart was heavy.
Thanks to this, I can get rid of Titiana without any guilt.
Huh, Titiana was already out for trying to take Shish away so recklessly!
"Ha..."
As I lay down on the pure white sheets and closed my eyes, the face of the person I wanted to see the most came to mind.
Shit.
“I can’t go see you...”
I could have summoned him if I spoke to the maid, but there was no way I could go see him first.
If I really want to go, I can, but I'll have to endure a lot of inconveniences and risks.
“That’s funny.”
It was only a few months ago that I wanted to run away from Shish, and now I'm anxious because I can't go see him first.
"I miss you."
Embraced in warm embraces, a familiar scent soaking my lungs, a kiss on sweet lips...
“As expected, my heart is like a reed.”
It's been a while since I said I felt nothing when our lips touched, and now I'm going crazy because I want to.
“More than that, the back of my head feels cold.”
I felt sad because it seemed like my senior and Lily had been diligently preparing to make me the Crown Princess, regardless of my will. It was especially sad because I had assumed my senior would naturally respect me.
Rather, it was Shish, who seemed like he would do something terrible, who cared about me the most.
“You’re the most normal person in this situation, Shish.”
This is why I forget that this is a novel.
Now that I'm Lady Hayley and not a commoner, it's easy for me to do things that could be fatal. If I were a commoner, no one would care, but not now.
If Shish really wanted me, he could have spread dirty rumors about me, isolated me, and locked me away.
But instead, he said he would make sure I didn't get hurt.
How can I hate you, who wants me not to get hurt? How can I not like you?
“I’m sure you can handle the commotion quickly.”
When it's all over, I have to tell him that he's the best thing in the world.
The Prime Minister's office in the Ministry of the Interior was filled with thick smoke, and the owner of the room stared into space with open eyes.
The man's long, smooth fingers tapped the wooden desk periodically.
“It’s become a situation where even holding on is difficult now...”
White smoke billowed out from between his thin lips.
The danger was heightened because the place where the magic tower was causing damage was near the capital.
“If it had been a quiet corner of the village, it would have been easy to keep them mouth shut.”
The man clicked his tongue blatantly and stood up with a weary gesture. He opened the window and let out the smoke that had filled the room.
How many days have you been unable to sleep?
Now, even counting the days was meaningless, but the red-haired man tried to count the last time he had slept.
"Ah..."
That was the last time a woman with black hair looked at him with worried eyes, pulled him by the small hand, laid him down on the bed, and stayed by his side.
“Master.”
The man, muttering as if in ecstasy, stared out the window until the smoke cleared.
Just then, the Count and his sympathizers, who had advocated sending the Crown Prince to the castle tower, were passing by.
I thought he wasn't the Crown Prince because he joked around and occasionally threw tantrums.
But seeing him worry about the empire, I realized that this man's foundation must be here, and I felt he was an inevitable Crown Prince. Even if it was a little different from what I had envisioned.
I feel sorry for my senior, but the Crown Prince is a kind and righteous person, but he is always taken advantage of by the Prime Minister.
Could it be said that it is a role that wriggles in the palm of Shish's hand?
Because I recognized my senior as the Crown Prince, I naturally thought of him as someone who couldn't be defeated by Shish and couldn't be hurt even once.
"What..."
My mouth feels dry.
“Tri?”
“Your Highness.”
“Tree didn’t come for a long time, so I came out to look.”
Even though we didn't agree to call each other by our first names, Freesia started calling me by my nickname and acting like we were close.
“I was smelling the roses because I liked their scent.”
“Haha, that’s the charm of the Rose Palace.”
The Princess linked arms with me and suggested we take a walk together. I accepted, and we headed to the backyard.
The rose in the starlight was incredibly beautiful, its color never fading, but I felt as if I was suffocating from the strong fragrance of the flower.
I was about to suggest we just go back, but Freesia spoke first.
“There is a legend that has been passed down from generation to generation in the Rose Palace.”
"Is it so?"
“Yes. It’s a story only the royal family knows.”
When I exclaimed, “Oh my,” Freesia began to tell the story fluently.
"They say the Rose Palace originally looked different from what it does now. It had much higher and thicker walls."
“It’s not a fence that marks the boundary of the palace, but a wall?”
"Yes, a wall. A very solid wall with a door that cannot be opened from the outside."
The silver-gray eyes sparkled even in the darkness.
“Is it the story of the First Emperor? He fell in love with a woman and asked her to become his Empress, but she refused.”
“That happened.”
The rose scent was still unpleasant, but I concentrated on the old story about the palace I didn't know about, because it was interesting.
“So, His Majesty the First Emperor kidnapped the woman and brought her to the palace.”
“He didn’t let it go?”
"Yes!"
Wait, Freesia. Why do you like it so much?
“They say he kidnapped her and imprisoned her here, in the Rose Palace, and built a wall around her.”
“Wait a minute, didn’t you say the door can only be opened from the outside?”
"That's right. To keep her from escaping, to ensure only the Emperor can enter and exit. Oh, I'd like to do that too. Lock up Billau, and, oh my, pretend you didn't hear what I just said."
Freesia finished her story and smiled happily, but I couldn't.
Senior, you know the legend surrounding this place, right? There are several villas in the palace, so why did you place me here?
I was reluctant to dismiss it as a coincidence.
Suddenly, too many things came rushing in, and my head started to hurt.
***
“Freesia? Why are you here?”
As if she had heard about the youngest Princess's antics, Lily went to the Rose Palace early in the morning.
As if to prove that she was busy cleaning up after Titiana's actions, her smooth skin was dull, and the area under her eyes was dark.
“I’ve decided to stay here for the time being. I’ll also get to know Lady Hayley.”
“You can build a friendship later, so go back to your palace, Freesia.”
"No."
"Go."
“I’m not going.”
Lily glared at Freesia with cold eyes.
“I told you to go.”
“I told you I wasn’t going. Why on earth shouldn’t I be here?”
"That-"
“-Is it because of him?”
"What?"
“Isn’t it that you’re hoping that your stressed-out brother will pounce on Lady Hayley and let out some lust?”
Lily seemed speechless at her sister's unvarnished remark.
Freesia, who laughed heartily and expressed her true feelings in front of me yesterday, must have really wanted to impress me. At this moment, I'm grateful to Billau.
"You've always been generous to your brother. Don't you think sacrificing the Marquis' daughter for him is a cheap way to go?"
“Tri, don’t listen to Freesia’s story.”
“I know my sister had a fight with the Marchioness Hayley!”
This is the first time I've heard this story.
"When the Marchioness offered to serve Lady Hayley, you refused. When she protested, saying she couldn't let her daughter be the subject of gossip, you kicked her out semi-forcibly!"
“Lily, is it true?”
“No, Tri. That can’t be.”
Lily laughed and denied it, but I could already catch her trembling as I pushed her out of line.
Seriously, if Shish hadn't stopped him, I would have become the Crown Princess.
Well done, Shish. You're the best after all.
"Yes..."
Lily seemed to get nervous when I trailed off.
I forgot where I was for a moment.
It was a rotten novel, wasn't it? And there wasn't a single sane person in it.
Lily wasn't originally in the story, so she was completely out of the calculations.
“Freesia, I need to call the knights and drag you out immediately.”
“Ahhhhhh! If you keep doing that, I’ll be walking around the palace naked, so figure it out!”
Lily stood still for a while, her mouth open.
“You did it once, so you think you can’t do it again?”
Are you talking about the time you entered the room where Billau was staying naked?
“Ha, yes. Do whatever you want.”
Lily threw up both hands at her youngest sister's fierce defiance. She sat down, seemingly weary, without even being asked to, and pressed her temples.
The First Princess ordered her maid to bring out a cold drink.
“That witch burned down the city again.”
“Could this be retaliation for His Excellency the Knight Commander’s actions?”
"It could be that, or it could be a threat to force you to accept his demands. His Majesty probably doesn't know yet."
There will also be revenge against the Emperor who summoned Dietrich.
"People near the capital are fleeing. Some are even knocking on the capital's gates, demanding they be opened."
Lily told me about a scene that was so heartbreaking to hear about.
Day by day, the situation was getting worse.
Soon, Lily returned, and I told Freesia I would rest for a moment. The youngest Princess obediently withdrew and didn't follow me to my bedroom.
“I can’t see even an inch ahead.”
Titiana's atrocities had reached a point where I couldn't just dismiss them as something I hadn't planned. I couldn't show it to Lily or Freesia, but my heart was heavy.
Thanks to this, I can get rid of Titiana without any guilt.
Huh, Titiana was already out for trying to take Shish away so recklessly!
"Ha..."
As I lay down on the pure white sheets and closed my eyes, the face of the person I wanted to see the most came to mind.
Shit.
“I can’t go see you...”
I could have summoned him if I spoke to the maid, but there was no way I could go see him first.
If I really want to go, I can, but I'll have to endure a lot of inconveniences and risks.
“That’s funny.”
It was only a few months ago that I wanted to run away from Shish, and now I'm anxious because I can't go see him first.
"I miss you."
Embraced in warm embraces, a familiar scent soaking my lungs, a kiss on sweet lips...
“As expected, my heart is like a reed.”
It's been a while since I said I felt nothing when our lips touched, and now I'm going crazy because I want to.
“More than that, the back of my head feels cold.”
I felt sad because it seemed like my senior and Lily had been diligently preparing to make me the Crown Princess, regardless of my will. It was especially sad because I had assumed my senior would naturally respect me.
Rather, it was Shish, who seemed like he would do something terrible, who cared about me the most.
“You’re the most normal person in this situation, Shish.”
This is why I forget that this is a novel.
Now that I'm Lady Hayley and not a commoner, it's easy for me to do things that could be fatal. If I were a commoner, no one would care, but not now.
If Shish really wanted me, he could have spread dirty rumors about me, isolated me, and locked me away.
But instead, he said he would make sure I didn't get hurt.
How can I hate you, who wants me not to get hurt? How can I not like you?
“I’m sure you can handle the commotion quickly.”
When it's all over, I have to tell him that he's the best thing in the world.
***
The Prime Minister's office in the Ministry of the Interior was filled with thick smoke, and the owner of the room stared into space with open eyes.
The man's long, smooth fingers tapped the wooden desk periodically.
“It’s become a situation where even holding on is difficult now...”
White smoke billowed out from between his thin lips.
The danger was heightened because the place where the magic tower was causing damage was near the capital.
“If it had been a quiet corner of the village, it would have been easy to keep them mouth shut.”
The man clicked his tongue blatantly and stood up with a weary gesture. He opened the window and let out the smoke that had filled the room.
How many days have you been unable to sleep?
Now, even counting the days was meaningless, but the red-haired man tried to count the last time he had slept.
"Ah..."
That was the last time a woman with black hair looked at him with worried eyes, pulled him by the small hand, laid him down on the bed, and stayed by his side.
“Master.”
The man, muttering as if in ecstasy, stared out the window until the smoke cleared.
Just then, the Count and his sympathizers, who had advocated sending the Crown Prince to the castle tower, were passing by.
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