I didn't know why I was so excited. I didn't care about the title of Princess Consort, but when I had it, there was an indescribable sense of relief in the depths of my heart. This meant I now had the right to stand with Michael, making me excited and jubilant.
I knew that this title didn't mean anything.
I was still me. I'd never changed. When I had nothing in other people's eyes, I still felt that I was living a good life because I had parents who loved me, a complete family, and an independent soul that belonged to me.
But after meeting Michael, I realized my shortcomings and the huge gap between us in the eyes of others.
In the past, this difference had made me terrified. I tried my best to tell myself that this wasn't my fault.
I didn't have the power to change the world, I couldn't make everyone acknowledge my existence, and I couldn't make that stubborn King like me.
