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"Why..."

Master Katrina in front of me looks more like a wreck than the last time I saw her at school. He shakes his hair unconstructively without losing its luster and creates a neat neighborhood under his eyes. Her eyes, which she hadn't seen in months, look dark and cloudy, losing their previous shine.

No way......

From what Katrina-sama looks like today, I can't very well imagine that there was a previous glossy blonde wrapped tightly, made up, and fanned gracefully with an extended posture at all times.

Is this really that Marquise Katrina Higgins?

Knowing or not my thoughts, Lady Katrina in front of me is raising her mouth to smile like before. However, because the appearance has changed, it seems unrealistic.

"Oh! I was looking forward to seeing you."

"Dear Katrina..."

"It's me, I think I need you to apologize. 'Cause you do, don't you? All of a sudden your brother put me in the convent and told me to clean my water job every day... to do the servant's imitation? That's crazy, isn't it? Because I'm supposed to be your fiancée. You're the queen of the future. Your Highness won't come to see me either. That's crazy, isn't it?

Hey, it's your fault, isn't it? Your Highness won't come to see me. I'm being made to treat you like this. "

"Dear Katrina"

Master Katrina curls up so quickly that she doesn't even know how to breathe. That figure is just insane and I can't feel her as a former maid of honor.

As if, in this. My heart seems... broken.

That prized Katrina.

There was always a Rin, a Katrina who kept smiling beautiful.

Now he only smiles at his mouth, saying it over and over again with The Future Queen, The Fiancé of His Highness, without stopping from his mouth.

I'm sure that was everything Katrina believed in.

I guess she sincerely liked Her Royal Highness.

I don't think the method was right. But in the last raw, all I wanted was that position. But what Lady Katrina wanted was His Highness himself. Both now and in the past, what she greeted more than anything else was probably where she could be on the most side of Her Highness.

I know how much it hurts for Katrina to want His Highness.

Because I truly love His Highness.

Still, I cannot understand Master Katrina, who ignores His Highness's feelings and thinks that being on His Highness's side is all that matters, and that is all the Queen's worth.

To me, loving Your Highness means respecting Your Highness.

Because I think it's about mercifying, protecting and wishing him happiness together what he cherishes.

Love, like a pressing disregard for His Highness's heart, cannot be accepted by me in the end.

"You shouldn't. Because you won't be what I think you are."

"Because I am not Master Katrina's doll. His Royal Highness is also not a tool to fill Katrina's heart."

"You! What do you mean to me!

You felt denied your feelings for Your Highness, there is a flame of strong hatred against me in the back of Master Katrina's dark eyes.

But look straight at that gaze and put it down one breath. Then, with the confused self, the mind becomes clear on the back and gradually regains its calm.

"Katrina Higgins. Do you know who you're pointing your sword at right now?

In my words, Lady Katrina solidified her expression as if she had been poked in the void, "What?" and leak his voice.

That sounds like you didn't think I'd argue with you.

"I'm Rachel Marcel.

fiancée of His Royal Highness the King of this country. I mean, do you understand that there is a royal family behind the person you are pointing your sword at? "

"What... what..."

"What will happen to the Marquis Higgins family in the future as a result of your actions? I don't know that either. It won't be you."

Marquis Higgins family.

Katrina shakes her shoulders vividly in those words. As if, shaking her gaze to be frightened by something, she moves her mouth with a lid, "But this..." but I don't know what she's whining about.

Incredibly, pale, cold words come out of my mouth one after another, even myself.

I would not have been able to say anything back to her until now.

But not now. You can't even seem to pay for the malice that can be directed at you, and you can't be queen of this country.

I watch my gaze come off, looking at me hatefully, and I put my strength into my eyes towards Master Katrina again.

"Hold on! Katrina Higgins.

What you need to do is point your sword at me? Look closely at your situation. "

I swallowed and believed all her words, my first friend.

Ever since I felt betrayed, I didn't want to remember her or get involved with her.

Still, a slight remaining friendship with her.

The pleasant memories of my little time with her before I was elected fiancée of His Highness find a slight hope.

Please, may she be sane.

You can hate me.

You can resent it.

Still, to find the strength to live and not see reality, unless you review your actions, Master Katrina will have to stay in a dark place for the rest of her life.

And the knight will surely report the appearance of now pointing his sword at me. When that happens, it is clear that the situation will worsen in the future for Lady Katrina and the Marquis Higgins than it is now.

Still, please, Master Katrina hates me, but I wonder if you could return to her, who was such a beautiful marquise as she used to be.

In my words, Lady Katrina will be true-faced.

From the sloppy, faceless Katrina, only her eyes burned with anger at me can be directed.

"What do you mean?" and a gaze that pierces all the piercing at me, with a small, whining voice. And at the same time, power enters the hand with the dagger.

"If only you weren't... if only you were gone!

Yes, Master Katrina screamed, at that moment.

"Miss Rachel, please stay away from my side"

"Yes."

Likewise respond to the instructions given to me by Master Leonie in a low voice over his back.

And when Master Katrina tried to step forward.

Master Katrina runs in like Roger cuts the wind, kicking Katrina's dagger with his leg.

The dagger falls as it is making a karan noise to the ground. Then Roger flies the dagger back with his heel. The dagger flowed as it slipped through the ground, and Master Leonie stopped with his feet on the verge of heading towards me.

Without even having time for Master Katrina to blink at the surprise that the dagger had been taken away, Roger immediately circled behind Master Katrina, restraining her wrists with her own hands so that they overlapped behind her, breaking her knees and holding her down with her body so that she could not move.

Not long after what happened, "seventy points," Lady Leonie squeaks bossy when I look at the sight blindly without being able to say anything. Plus Roger, who is holding Master Katrina, nodded casually, "Yes."

Seventy o'clock? I wondered what you were talking about, but the question remained in my mind because it was not a very mouth-sucking situation.

Master Leonie grabs the dagger he was stopping with his feet with his hands and points the tip of the sword towards Master Katrina and Roger.

"Move faster. Minimize the time to make Miss Rachel feel afraid."

"… refine"

"Come on, lady. Let me tell you how you got out of the convent."

Lady Leonie asks Lady Katrina with a calm voice as usual. The opposing Lady Katrina was eager to get out of Roger's arms, and only her gaze still looked at me hatefully and said, "I won't allow it! Give it back!" he vomits many words loudly stuffing me.

Her vomiting words, and dark, cloudy eyes, are her fault. That's true, but for once, I want to turn away from the unusual appearance of someone I thought was my friend.

But look at her. I also think we have to look straight at her anger.

This is the result of me redoing the past.

Because I guess she had to go this way as a result.

Master Katrina has no way of fighting against Roger, the knight, but he still doesn't have to hide his killing intent on me. "I'll kill you! ♪ I won't stop screaming ♪

Does a person's malice entail so much pain stabbing him in the chest on a direct ball and being so aggravated by words and gaze alone?

Every word that Master Katrina throws punctures his chest.

I thought as a nobleman I was used to jealousy and malice. Still, I've never had such direct malice, I manage to step on my feet that I'm going to flutter and keep myself by biting my lips.

She, with that arm, with that foot.

You came here to kill me. That's why I was here.

I have the feeling that the fear I didn't feel when I was being swordpointed now made the fact clear by words.

Then, gradually, even the scenery on this occasion looks different.

Red-stained streets.

Dear Katrina,

Roger.

Master Leonie's back.

Move your gaze slowly, the last thing you see.

That's the dagger Master Leonie has.

That moment when I saw silver reflected in the sunset light, that time flashes back.

Silver reflecting dull light illuminated by pine lights with carriages and thieves.

Light piercing my chest.

Light that kills me.

- Dokun

The next moment when his chest rang loudly, a scratchy, crackling headache strikes.

I kneel on the spot, suppressed to hold my head with both hands and unable to stand on my own due to pain.

At the next moment, Master Leonie looked back at me in surprise.

"Miss Rachel!

But it was also for a moment that I saw that.

The pain of breaking cancer only increased, and I couldn't even keep my eyes open.

My consciousness sank into darkness without realizing that the demonic stone glowed pale in my chest.