It is the Lady of the Duke of Rufus, not me, who is needed as a Queen's candidate.
What I need is not what I will, but what I need to do as a Duke's Lady, what I need to do as His Highness's fiancé, and what I need to do as a Queen's candidate. How it is seen.
That is everything.
It's been so much easier since I realized that.
I only let go of myself when I was expected, discouraged, discouraged, and anguished that it was hard because I was willing.
When she told me she was her fiancée, she was born as a duke's maid, so I was desperate to get what she deserved when she said she was a queen's candidate.
It must have been Flora and the three of you and your father and Lichten who supported me in taking that reality just the way it was and giving it up.
I couldn't afford to skip that or anything at the time, but I feel I could afford the time to come here and finally look around, reflect on the past, and face my feelings.
It was also Flora and her family who gave me that opportunity, and everyone else in this Isolte mansion.
I am sure I will be saved by them who will treat me like a friend, gradually like a family member while I spend time with them.
"I didn't think of anything in particular when my engagement was broken. If that's what they say, that's all.
'Cause it's nothing. You didn't think of His Highness like this. I dazzled His Highness to be with his beloved. "
"The lady is sloppy!
Marie looked up nagging when she thought she was listening rarely and adultly.
I realize that a chestnut colour that looks straight at me with a complicated look slightly copies the colour of reproach.
Tracy opened her mouth once, but closed it immediately.
"The lady was born in the most aristocratic house in the country, she has money, she doesn't need to work, she is beautiful, she admires the whole country, such a lovely Master Altenrich was her brother, prince and fiancée, she had a lot of things, but she gave up right away because she wasn't interested... it's a luxury..."
I smiled bitterly at Marie, whose voice was dwindling on her ass.
Marie lowered her brow and rinsed her nose, wondering if she was losing confidence or not knowing what she was talking about.
Indeed, it is true.
I'm sure most of you would think like Marie.
My poor daughter who had so many things and was surrounded by beautiful things in a beautiful world that she gave it up lightly and behaved like a victim.
I take it for granted that's what they think, and I think that's what I would have thought had I not been a daughter of nobility.
But if Marie had been born a Duke's Lady, she would surely have thought of something else.
I think that's what it is.
It's impossible to understand other people's circumstances and thoughts.
I guess that's why you need to walk over in words to get to know yourself and find out about the other guy to fill it in.
That I was extremely negligent in that endeavour.
So naturally they think so.
"Right, Marie.
I am a luxury. So now I want to make a place in this mansion.
I don't want to give up this time. "
This was all my thoughts.
Now I'm going to tell it right, I want you to tell it.
Don't give up. Trouble, I want to face it.
Marie glanced open at her chestnut eyes and then jumped with a curtain in her eyes.
Tracy tried to stop it, and it seemed to stop.
"... you're a lady who has no choice, go to Marie before you almost give up!
Absolutely!
Kind of like a great Marie hugging me.
I had an eye for Tracy, who smiled bitterly as well as I smiled bitterly once again.
She coughed and slightly raised her eyebrow root.
Though I think of Marie like a pretty little sister, and maybe Marie thinks so too, and Tracy is something she tolerates to some extent, so I'm going to forget about it once in a while.
Speaking of which, we're in each other's shoes.
Oh, Marie, I'm sorry.
You could get mad at Tracy again......
Then, after a while, Marie told me that she wanted to talk to me. Tracy pulled me off.