Chapter 1

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Cecilia Fogart, the daughter of a duke, stood with her vivid red hair and a black, seductive dress. Her face was heavily made up, and her dress was open at the chest.

Her fiancé, Hyubert Ray Travania, the first prince of the country, had golden hair and blue eyes.

Their engagement had been decided when they were young, but Cecilia had learned from her friend Evona about the prince's preferences and the latest in makeup, and had worked hard to be a good fiancée to the prince.

Because he liked women who exuded sensuality, her dresses always had a wide-open chest and a calm color palette.

Because he liked women with heavy makeup, her face was covered in layers of makeup.

Because he liked women who were not very smart, she pretended to be stupid.

Wearing a dress she didn't want to wear, with thick makeup, and speaking in a foolish manner—this was nothing but pain for Cecilia. However, as the prince's fiancée, she had tried her best to match his preferences.

As a result,

Cecilia was told of the engagement's cancellation at Hyubert's birthday ball.

"Huh?"

She couldn't understand what was happening.

Suddenly, the music stopped, and she was led to the center of the hall by a knight, where she was looked down upon by Hyubert and, for some reason, Evona, who was standing next to him on the stage.

"Wh-What did you just say?"

Hyubert, with a clear expression of disgust, said firmly:

"I am breaking off my engagement with a woman as vulgar and whore-like as you. Instead, I have chosen the clear, beautiful, and cultured Evona Landor, the daughter of the Duke, to be my fiancée."

This engagement was supposed to have been arranged by the royal family, but Cecilia was shocked to think that the prince could break it off so casually while the king and queen were on a diplomatic trip.

Moreover, she couldn't understand the words he had just spoken and cried out:

"Y-Your Highness Hyubert... I am not to your liking?"

At this, Hyubert laughed mockingly and said:

"A woman as stupid as you, who can only assert her body, is not my type. My preference is for a woman like Evona, who exudes dignity and beauty. She is my soulmate, my true love. Isn't that right, Evona?"

With a blush, Evona smiled.

"Oh, Your Highness, how embarrassing... But I also admire you."

Evona, who was the complete opposite of Cecilia, wore a lovely white dress, and her hair was softly braided into a gentle, refined style.

Cecilia, seeing this scene, felt ashamed and realized she had been a foolish woman who had been deceived. She bit her lip and glared at the two of them.

Hyubert, seeing her attitude, frowned and said:

"You will never be my queen. What a pity! Hahaha!"

"Hahaha. I'm sorry~."

Cecilia, overwhelmed with sadness at being deceived and the realization that the prince had never thought of her, fled the hall.

Just as she was about to get into the carriage, her arm was grabbed, and she turned around.

"Miss Cecilia! What's wrong!?"

There, the second prince, Six, Hyubert's younger brother, was looking at Cecilia with surprise. Unlike Hyubert, Six did not have the royal family's hair and eye color. He had the same black hair and eyes as the first king of the country.

However, despite having the same hair and eye color as the first king, which was rare in the country, his appearance was not well-liked by the people.

Perhaps because of this, Six rarely appeared in public, but he and Cecilia had been good friends since childhood.

"Prince Six... I'm sorry, but I must go home today..."

Hearing this in a tearful voice, Six let go of Cecilia's hand and handed her a handkerchief.

"I don't know what's going on, but please take your time to rest. I'm sorry for holding you back."

"No... Thank you..."

Cecilia got into the carriage, clutched the handkerchief, and tears streamed down her face.

All the efforts she had put into her education as a future queen were in vain.

Hating herself for being so foolish and being deceived, Cecilia stifled her sobs and continued to cry.