Chapter 17

The announcement from the palace that my engagement to Prince Keith had been dissolved and that Prince Keith's engagement to Cynthia had been established caused a great commotion at the academy.

Still, no one was so bold as to directly ask me about it or say anything to me.

Lady Sophia was very worried and always brought homemade sweets during lunchtime.

“Lady Margaret, if there’s anything I can do to help, please let me know.”

“Thank you, Lady Sophia.

I’m very happy that you’re still by my side despite the situation. Thank you for the sweets every day.”

“We have a big fan of Lady Margaret at our mansion.

Recently, the chef and I have been making sweets every day.

Oh! Of course, we’re also studying properly, so please don’t worry.”

‘Margaret, it’s happening again.’

‘The princes are fighting again.’

‘I’m going to pour oil on the fire.’

I held my head in my hands at the fairies' reports.

As expected, Lady Kanan soon came with a red face and, as usual, started picking at Lady Sophia’s sweets.

“Lady Kanan, did you have another argument with Prince Keith?”

“I simply gave Cynthia a gentle warning that her ‘flower field head’ is not suitable for a future queen.

Yet every time, Prince Keith rushes to her side!

What is he doing!

Besides, as a duke’s daughter, even if I am the prince’s fiancée, what’s wrong with speaking my mind to another duke’s daughter!

Oh? This financier is delicious.”

“Hmm. Thank you.”

Just as the atmosphere was starting to become more relaxed, Lady Kanan got angry again.

“Besides, your father is also unreasonable.

It’s obvious that Lady Margaret should inherit the duchy, yet he’s talking about adopting a son!”

“...I don’t want to be in that family either.”

At my words, Lady Kanan looked momentarily puzzled before regaining her usual unwavering stance.

“I will continue to speak my mind to Lady Cynthia! If there’s anything you can’t say normally, Lady Margaret, I will speak on your behalf. Please tell me.”

“...Thank you.

I feel very supported having two strong allies.”

‘We’re here too.’

‘We’ve been working hard to make Margaret happy.’

‘Should we fix your jaw so it doesn’t fall off?’

I tilted my head at the fairies, who were proudly flitting around, and then received a shock that nearly made my jaw drop when Father said at dinner:

“Margaret will marry Lewis Morgan, the eldest son of the Earl of Morgan.”