Chapter 1

"Get out right now!!"

"...Yes. Thank you for everything, Father."

My name is Klevana Symphogia.

I am the second daughter of a ducal family. ...Or rather, I should say I was.

I have just been disowned from my family.

My luggage consists of only a small bag packed with the bare essentials. I have only a countable amount of money.

The eyes of the servants were all filled with disdain. ...In truth, I was never liked by my family. I was raised as a tool for a political marriage, and I even failed at that.

I was just recently divorced.

It wasn't a mutual divorce. ...I was set up and declared unsuitable to be a duchess.

Sadly, no one would listen to my side of the story, neither in my in-laws' home nor in my own family's home.

My in-laws were also a ducal family, but of a higher rank than my own, and they were a family favored by the royal family.

I had hoped that I could build a good relationship with my husband in my new home. ...But it was nothing more than a fleeting dream.

...I spent six years in my in-laws' home.

During that time, I failed to make things work. I tried my best, but I couldn't capture the interest of my husband, who was one of the most renowned magicians in the country. The people around him also said that I was not suitable to be his wife.

It was a marriage bound by politics.

Even though I wanted to get along, there was no love in it.

My husband never saw me for who I was. He only saw the rumors about me and the image that others had decided for me.

...So, no matter what I said, my words never reached him. Even if I had said something, my husband wouldn't have cared.

I was a wife, but I was also like a ghost.

The only thing I regret is leaving my daughter behind.

...There was no love, but there was a duty, and I had a child with my husband. A daughter named Laureta, with black hair like her father and pale green eyes like mine.

If I were to be divorced, I truly wanted to take my daughter with me. But I was told that a daughter of the prestigious Wegsenda ducal family could not be given to someone like me.

...I resisted, but it was in vain.

This divorce is known to have been carried out because of my fault.

The truth is, I had no allies at all. Even if someone knew that I hadn't actually done the actions I was accused of, I wasn't worth defending.

That's all there is to it, I think.

Even when I returned to my family, I was still of no value to them, which is why I was kicked out of the house.

...The money I received as a parting gift during the divorce was taken by my family. The money I kept aside just in case wasn't much, and if they found out I had it, they would take that too.

I have no money and no place to turn to.

—That's me, Klevana. Twenty-four years old.