I threw my body on the bed, with all the annoyed feelings I had been holding back. I didn't move at all in front of the old witch and her very obedient old man husband.
They insist on forcing me to accept King Zavier's proposal, even if I still refuse, it seems like they will force me brutally.
"Damn...! Insolent...!" I shouted in annoyance. I could never have imagined that my life would end as the wife of a man. No, this is completely crazy. A playboy like me becomes a queen? What kind of dream is this?
Suddenly I remembered the letter that Duke Aiden sent me. About his desire to meet me tomorrow. Actually, I don't like having to deal with him again, but somehow I think he can help me so that the marriage doesn't happen.
