I Became Crown Prince's Wife
A cute little brother bag.2
"Why wasn't that girl named Beth chosen?"
"Well…"
"Is there any suspicious movement in the Crown Prince's Palace?"
"No."
"How far has the Crown Prince's curse developed?"
"I don't know."
Diana did not listen to Gilbert. In addition, he avoids questions with short answers.
As a result, Gilbert did not manage to execute a single command from the Duke of Cassil.
“I think Count Bellacian should pay attention to the education of his children. Why did they ignore their father?”
Duke Cassil blames Gilbert. He announces his eldest son, Frank's marriage, to the family of Marquis Westin and reneges on his promise to let Diana and Frank marry.
Gilbert is angry and heads to the Duchess, but she cannot even enter and is rejected on the spot.
'Diana, you stupid j*lang!You have one year! A sad J*lang!'
Gilbert's anger turned to Diana. All the way home, he cursed Diana.
If Diana listened to him, everything would be fine. However, the situation reached this point because he was stupid, lazy and did not listen to her.
She's not as pretty and smart as Ancia! If he could not attract the attention of the Emperor, and could not stand in the middle of society, he should at least listen to his father well!
News of Frank's marriage spread, and the Empress' chair was lost forever. Gilbert's dream of becoming the Emperor's father-in-law and taking revenge on the nobles who ignored him was also lost.
This was all because of that stupid lady Diana j*lang. If he knew this would happen, he would love Ancia even more. Diana had teamed up with Ancia because of her stupidity and also did not respect her as her father.
Come to think of it, Diana was the mastermind behind everything.
Gilbert was deeply sorry even for the times she pampered Diana.
"A sword? Why do you have this ?! ”
Gilbert was furious as she stormed into Diana's room and shouted as soon as she found the wooden sword she was hiding. Diana's shoulders flinched at her loud cry.
"That's…"
While he hesitated to reply, Gilbert forcefully took the wooden sword from Diana.
"Give me!"
It was a precious sword he had obtained as a gift from his sister. He stretched out his hand in a hurry. As soon as Diana's hand reached Gilbert, her expression turned extremely frightening.
Gilbert grabbed Diana's hand. His fingers and palms had a hard callus.
“What's with your hand! What's with your hand?”
"That hurts!"
“That's not the problem!you're a noble lady! I can't believe you went to the Crown Prince's Palace to do such useless things! Who would take a girl who had such rough hands as a maid?! A girl who can't even take care of her own hands! You will be a disgrace to our family!"
He's on a rampage. But it wasn't because he felt sorry for Diana's callous hands or worried about her as an old man.
Gilbert is angry that Diana may be out of the marriage trade. To be more precise, he was angry because he was about to lose face.
The more Gilbert lost her mind and became angry, Diana became even colder.
He still thinks his father loves him. Even though he forced her to do something, he thought it was because he cared about her.
But it wasn't. To Gilbert, she was just a top-class accessory that could be proud of anywhere and sold at a high price at just the right time.
He looked into Gilbert's eyes.
"Dad, I'm not getting married."
"What?"
“I will be a knight. I want to enter the Knight Academy next year.”
When Diana expressed her wish, Gilbert's expression turned furious.
“A knight? What kind of knight is that woman? Are you going to do what lowly nobles or commoners do?”
“It was just a prejudice. Count Cheyon, the 3rd Knight Commander, is a woman.”
"P*old licker."
“He's someone I respect.”
"Honoring? So you're going to be like that woman ?! ”
“Yes, I will become a knight of the Imperial family, and I will protect my brother! So don't think of doing anything weird to her again!”
As he said the words he had endured for so long, a searing pain, burned his cheeks. Gilbert had slapped Diana in the face.
"Dad…"
This was the first time she had used violence against him, even though she had shown signs she would do so lately. Diana was surprised. Gilbert, however, did not care about his daughter's reaction and continued to be angry.
"If you say that again, I'll get rid of you!"
***
"Aah!"
Diana drowned as soon as she was in bed.
Gilbert was angry with her and hit Diana's calf until her whip broke.
Fortunately, his face was fine, but it was difficult to walk because his legs hurt.
The waiter applied the ointment to his feet and said that Gilbert was looking for him.
"Have you used any of that medicine?"
Gilbert asked in a cold voice as soon as Diana entered the study.
"Yes." Yeah."
“I shouldn't hurt an unmarried girl.”
She thought she was really worried, but Diana's heart froze coldly hearing her father's next words.
"Are you thinking more clearly?"
"No, I want to be a knight."
He'll say it before the end of the year. He did not intend to talk about it in such a harsh atmosphere, but he had already come this far.
Gilbert's hand flinched. Diana closed her eyes tightly, thinking that she would hit him with her hand.
Shortly afterwards there was a 'no' sound and things rumbled. He opened his eyes carefully again. On Gilbert's desk, there's a stone where it's used to record video.
"Pair this at the Crown Prince's Palace."
"Dad! I told you I don't want to do that!”
“Do not argue! This is all for you and your family!”
Duke Cassil's eldest son and young miss Westin are engaged, but they are not married. Duke Cassil has two more sons.
Of course, Richard is not worth considering, who has the blood of a slave, but if he marries the youngest, Neon, he will become Duchess. Not as good as being a Queen, but not bad either.
There's still a chance. If Diana did the job well, Duke Cassil would be relieved.
"No! I don't want to do that!”
“Then marry Count Cornwell.”
"Count Cornwell?"
Diana doubted her ears. Count Cornwell was one of the richest men in the Empire, but he was already very old.
“I don't need a son who doesn't listen to his father. If you can't do it, then marry Count Cornwell!”
“Dad, I want to be a knight..”.
"If you don't do it today, I'll send you to Count Cornwell tomorrow!"
Gilbert cut off his words and scolded him coldly.
***
On the train on the way to the Crown Prince's Palace, Diana was constantly staring at which stone her father had forcibly given her.
'Should I be honest with my brother? No, I can't.'
Diana had been beaten by her father for the first time yesterday so she was shocked. However, for Ancia, such a thing had already become commonplace. Her older sister was forced to marry the cursed prince without even uttering her objections.
Fortunately, both are fine.
"I couldn't ask him to help me with this.I was punished because I couldn't help him when he was having a hard time. It was all my fault.'
The train reaches the Crown Prince's Palace. Diana put the stone in her pocket. Maybe today will be her last day to meet her brother.
If her father really wanted to marry her to Count Cornwell, she would run away from home.
***
First snow all night. It was still mid-November, but it was also very early in the morning.
After all, years had passed without finding a way to dispel Blake's curse. As she looked at the piled snow with complicated thoughts, Diana, who was sitting next to her with a grim expression, caught her attention.
"Diana, what's wrong?"
"No, there's nothing!"
Dian shook his head. He denied it so strongly that it was even more suspicious. Come to think of it; her cheeks were red.
“Diana, you..”.
As I tried to touch her cheek, Diana jumped out of her seat.
"Oh!I want to fight snowball! Your majesty! Let's go snowball!”
"Huh? I can fight a little—“
Blake shook his head, but before he could finish speaking, Diana's snowball hit his chest.
"Hi!"
Blake was angry, but this time the snow fell on his face.
"Ha huh! Your face looks like a snowman!”
Diana ran away laughing. Then, Blake gets angry and chases after him.
Eventually, the two began to engage in a fierce snowball fight. Looking at the scene of the two, I recalled the memories from the original story. Melissa softly said, "Your Majesty, why don't you join them?"
"I'm fine here."
“It is very important to keep your dignity, but this is the first snow of the day. Let's take the load off your shoulders for a moment.”
Melissa felt sorry for thinking that she was trying so hard to suppress the thoughts of the children inside me. It's not like that…
"I don't like the snow very much."
"You don't like it?"
"Yes. It's hard to clean it. And my hands will be cold.”
“Pfft.”
Melissa laughed out loud, and suddenly shut her mouth.
"Why?"
“When I see His Majesty, sometimes I feel a certain thing.”
“What's it?”
"If you are not 12 years old, but someone of my age."
Coughing.