Fake Cinderella

It was the third morning I woke up,

(After all, no...)

Apparently it wasn't a dream och.

Over the last three days, I've found out a lot.

First of all, this body… or now I'm a true princess.

Altilier-Rutiane-Dia-Dis-Erzevelt-Dirty.

The righteous princess of origin, who has as her father the Duke of Elzevert, the head of the family of the four Dukes, as I would say of the nobility among the nobles of this country, and as her mother the sister of the present king, Princess Ephinia. Age, just turned twelve.

And this was a different world, not a foreign place.

different worlds...... different worlds.

Really, you're right.

It's only been three days since I woke up, but I soon found out too that this is a completely different world from what I remember.

Why, there's no electricity.

There will of course be places in the world where there is no electricity. However, the lack of electricity, given this indoor cultural standard, probably does not exist.

I wouldn't even say I know all the countries in the world, but I can assure you that this country is nowhere in that world.

... There is no electricity, so naturally there is no air conditioning or lighting. 'Cause the chandeliers in this room, they stick with oil. In the evening, someone comes to light a fire with an oil ladder.

When I found out that the lighting was candles and lamps, I was in a mild cultural shock.

Though I'm getting used to weird stories, shocks, because it's a continuum of cultural shocks every time I do something.

"Princess, wake up... oh, you've already changed"

It was Lilia, the samurai, who came in.

She seems to be doing something like a summariser of a samurai on me, and the other kids always turn to Lilia for instructions.

Wear a simple piece of black velvet decorated with white lace and cuffs, and a white headdress, of course. It's very similar to a design called made-up clothing, but it's not cosplay or anything. This is a very common uniform for them.

I sneer.

"Do you want to bring breakfast here?

I nodded again.

Lilia said yes, and pulled back.

I tried not to open my mouth until the situation was well swallowed, but what's still going on is I can't figure out how complicated the situation is.

You can tell me you're out of time to open your mouth when it matters.

(I can't believe this is such a fuss...)

After figuring out a lot about the situation I'm in and what's going on around me, I thought it might have been a bad idea, but... after all, I also feel like I don't have the means other than to make a lot of decisions.

(... it sounds like they almost killed me no matter what I think)

I hear Altirier fell off the balcony in this world, just like I was in a car accident over there.

All I can say is' it seems' because I don't remember it.

At present, I have lost my memory and my voice due to the shock of the accident.

I have some maids on me, not just Lilia, but I knew a few things from the words they spoke to me or asked me.

(Accident, you don't think it is... guys)

Although the samurai describe falling off the veranda as an 'accident', there's something about them that everyone doesn't believe in.

No one thinks Altirier fell off the veranda carelessly.

(And just one...)

Some children said they were about to be killed.

But I'm convinced of that, too. Because even if you say you fell off the balcony, this castle of the Duke of Elsevelt is a castle built on a small island in the lake.

The balcony where Altilier fell is on the third floor. Even if it's a third floor, it's not a normal three-story house or anything, but it's about twice as many floors in a building… it's a third floor that probably falls on five or six floors. Plus if you think you have the height of a cliff's share, I think it's about the same as crashing off the roof of a 10-story apartment.

By the way, it's a midwinter lake down there.

(Really, I think he lived a lot)

The veranda of the room I am currently staying in... by the way, I thought I would make it from the ground floor... looking down.

It would never help if it were normal.

Altirier was saved because Altirier was still a child and underweight, and he was very lucky. I don't think it's strange to say it's miraculous.

However, the fact that the contents were really helpful in that they are now 'me' is somewhat subtle, though.

(I've never seen your face, but thanks for helping my third brother......)

I floated a boat in the winter lake and heard rumors that my third brother, who was dating this noble lady, had immediately hoisted me up. Without him, it would have been drowning, or freezing, in the lake, even with help from the crash.

The season in this country now is early winter. Although it is early winter, the area is quite cold and there is sometimes ice on the lake.

Even that night, the ice was thin, but he had broken a good portion of the ice in advance to float the boat in the morning, and because of that, it had almost melted during the day.

So Altirier was intact.

No scratches at all, just enough to have a little bruise.

Really miraculous.

Such luck is enough to want to use to win the lottery if it's true.

(I don't say luxury, so I want to live in a safe place where my life is not in danger...)

This is Altirier's home, but it's definitely not safe for Altirier.

(Because...)

I'm put in a rather complicated position where I am an altilier.

In this country, if you ask for your full name, you will know who you are of what kind of blood muscle.

It's a simple distinction, but you can decide that the longer the name, the higher the status. The general public has one first name, one last name at a time, and no title.

My full name now is Altilier Rutiane-Dia Dis-Erzevelt-Dirty.

The name Altilier Rutiane. Altilier Rutiane...... This means' a light shining in the light '.

It is taken from the beginning part of the Bible written in ancient language.

It was my mother who put it on. Only one bond between my mother and I, who died in exchange for giving birth to me, is this name.

And Dia is a title that means royalty.

'Dia' is given to the king's son/grandson. For example, marrying a prince or princess is not given to that spouse. Because my 'dia' is the son of my mother, the princess, and hence the grandson of the former king.

'Dis', in the sense of the Queen, is a title given only to spouses by formal marriage between the royal family and the four Grand Dukes. I mean, Altilier is married.

Altirier's husband is the first prince of the present king and the king's prince, His Highness Nadir.

Prince Wang is almost certain of the future king. Because she is the righteous queen, I think she belongs to the highest category as a woman.

But... although age has nothing to do with political marriage, Altirier is only twelve. What's a twelve-year-old wife! Oh, my God, I was 33 years old and single!

Well, aside from personal circumstances, I'm not talking about how Altirier can't say anything anymore because he said he was seven months old when he got married... I'm not talking about this level I can do. I think we're getting past discussing whether it's good or bad.

Last name. The woman's last name is Elzevelt-Dirty because after marriage she marries her biological home to her fiancée.

When this is unmarried, I connect my mother's home with my father's. In my case, the combination goes hand in hand just to switch the order.

The name Elzevelt becomes my father's last name.

The father of Altilier is Leonhardt-Sisley-Vel-Dia Adinia-Elzevelt, now Duke of Elzevelt.

While the Duke of Elsevelt family is one of the great nobles of the Kingdom of Dardinia and a high family of martial arts, one of the clans is bound to enter the Church and become a high priest.

Also, enough to drain many who excel in academia, and to make a name for themselves as scholars.

The present Duke deposits the position of general, and his cousin is in the position of archbishop in the Church. Many other relatives are also prominent in the royal palace. I mean, he's got a lot of influence politically, too.

That's why the descendant made it happen.

Dardier, my mother's surname. That's the royal surname of this Dardinian kingdom.

My...... Altilier's mother is the last princess of the previous king, Effinia-Judiere-Dia-Diss-Dardier, who was descended.

I only have one mother's last name because I am a direct royalty. A direct prince, a princess, does not overlap her fiancée's on that surname. The king's son says it means he is the king's son wherever he goes.

Ephinia is the last princess of Eleanor, the queen of Raglas II, the Duchess of Elsevelt. She died shortly after she gave birth to Altilier.

I don't know what to do when I think it's me, but Altirier is a princess of righteous blood, born between the princess and the head of one of the country's leading aristocracies. Moreover, he is a princess of kings even though he is young.

The complication is that I am now the Crown Princess and the only heir to the Duke's family.

That alone would be enough for me to be targeted for my life.

(There's nothing I can do...)

If it's a story, I'd say it's too much of a setup.

(... ah...)

The sound of plundering your ears.

(It's that time already...)

There's a rattle in the hallway.

The sound I've heard several times... the sound of a breakfast wagon being brought in.

Wow, breakfast! When I thought, my stomach rang small.

Even at a time like this, just be sure to be hungry.

(In the meantime, let's eat and then think...)

I put the problem ahead of me.... I didn't run away, never.