Chapter 2

Bellua is extremely known for its neutrality to power.

It was respected because of its ethical roots.

In fact, in many ways, Bellua is more in terms of influence as most nobles have chosen Arnulf, the first prince in line for the throne, in the Imperial Family.

Count Bellua never chose anyone and never bothered.

I sipped my tea.

I kept looking at the wildflowers outside.

There were only a few because of the snow.

The Imperial Family is getting frustrated.

Arnulf is a hot-headed asshole.

Count Bellua has rock will. A foolish man, unable to think ahead to what will happen.

His fate is predictable.

Bellua will be in embers, perhaps destroyed by his ignorance.

I'm getting sick of Bellua's antics.

The fact that me, Lariette and Lehan are in this family, even though we did nothing, but will be killed because of his stupidity.

Minus Lehan.

He was involved.

There's no way I'll ever accept this.

I'm even getting sick of the countess' assassination attempts.

Lehan will head to the academy soon.

And juniors are having many restrictions, so it'll be rare to see him.

Then it's decided.

I'll go as a court maid and dedicate my life to someone in the Imperial family.

Arnulf, I've seen him. Years ago.

My memory is fresh.

He'll definitely try to sexually assault me.

A fucking womanizer.

Next, Nigelle.

She's weak and petite, but she's healthy.

A manipulative bitch, I assume.

The 3rd Princess seems good enough.

She is decent.

Living quietly, yet maintaining her position steadily is exactly the kind of person I like.

I heard she's beautiful.

A perfect choice.

I'll head to the Imperial Palace and dedicate my life to her.

She seems lonely.

Come to think of it, she should be around my age too.

Years ago, I saw her. The Empress.

She sat like a doll. A doll with no sign of movement.

As if she was... dead.

I'll think about it later.

I already packed my things; all I have to do is set off for the palace.

Tomorrow is Lariette's 12th birthday.

I'll set off a day later.