The Marquis’ Daughter Acts As A Pawn

When I got to my heart, I realized that the eyes around me, the first prince, and seeing the second prince's brother a year younger, were completely different things.

A prince born of an arrogant pet princess.

That's all, I was the object of scorn.

But some of the nobles also treated me favorably.

But it also changed his attitude openly when the difference between his brother and his own qualities became more pronounced.

He was trying to use me, but I guess he decided it was better to sneak by my brother than me.

At that time I was not so shocked because I also knew that the throne would not succeed even though I was the first prince.

Besides, sometimes my brother would have been a genius he was no match for.

You're supposed to be learning from the same teacher, but there was a big difference between me and my brother.

For my brother, who soon acquires the strength of teacher face loss, both in study and martial arts, I was, at that age, an appreciation of excellence.

I also knew the teachers were relieved that the throne inheritance was unwavering, knowing that my brother was more blessed with qualities than I was.

The Kingdom of Rolands is bequeathed the throne to the prince born of the righteous queen.

Regardless, if the queen is a woman or the prince becomes angry, the son of the concubine may inherit the throne.

But my father, the king, fell in love with my mother - Bianca - when the righteous queen was pregnant.

No, my mother seduced a young man who didn't know love for her own greed.

During the birth of the righteous queen, my mother was also pregnant.

Originally, it was impossible to be out-of-the-box, but I made a fuss that my mother was the king's son, so the king who was in love with my mother also held my mother to the side queen in a way that would be pushed off.

It was the princess who gave birth in such a situation.

The following year, my mother gave birth to me, the Prince.

Many nobles were discouraged and some would have been pleased.

Having a prince, my mother behaved like a queen in court.

Spend money in the momentum of devouring the treasury, dress yourself up and throw a party every day to show off.

And he said that the rumors that could be exposed to the righteous queen, who was supposed to be in a position for the queen to serve and obey, were hard to hear.

You were just disgusted with such a situation, and the king's love heart rapidly cooled.

And Mother was pushed out of the house because the Queen gave birth to a second prince, her younger brother.

That's why I've never been with my mother very much.

Neither my mother nor I were interested in each other in the first place.

However, if I saw him sometimes, I would just tell His Majesty to give him more money or curse the Queen.

Even under those circumstances, the brothers weren't bad friends.

Shelley, my sister, occasionally makes strange noises, but was basically kind and well looked after.

My brother Edward was talented, too, but he was a problem kid who just used that talent to do whatever it took to get his surroundings in trouble, and he couldn't help but notice.

A sweet sister and a handy brother.

It would be great if my father didn't behave towards my children and loved me as well, but we were close.

But when I saw Lady Dahlia, a queen and admirer who preferred clean white and supported her country, treating Sherry and Edward as her mother, my heart was annoyed by black and ugly emotions.

Lady Dahlia was also kind to me, the son of a woman who looked down and despised herself.

But it also became disturbing to my heart.

Why is this one being nice to me?

Why do you say you love the child you gave birth to and hug him?

Why is my mother... not this one...

Black and ugly emotions swell as if to prove that he is the son of an arrogant princess.

But I never put it on the table.

If you put black and ugly emotions on the table, it would seem seemingly robust and dangerous, because you knew you'd break this relationship.

So I did not listen to the sweet words of the nobles, who did not think well of the king, and pretended to be a prince without greed.

In the future, let us support Edward, who became king, as our brother.

Yes, I had sworn in my heart... I should have sworn in.

The beginning is yes, rumors that the king surrounds a certain woman.

I didn't even care if it was another rumor that wasn't credible.

But it was true.

One day, our brothers and Lady Dahlia were summoned to the king and introduced to one woman.

The woman's name is Claudia.

Born in the Baron's house, it meant that he was still unmarried at the age of 25 because he had lost his parents in an accident when he was fifteen and was protecting and raising his seven-year-old brother.

She herself was not a distinguished beauty, but a woman with a serene atmosphere.

The word out of the king was that he wanted to take her to the side queen.

The king and the righteous queen had a strong relationship of trust built on the same conviction that they were fully politically married, but with their feelings as a family and defending their country.

Therefore, the Queen agreed that your heart would be stable.

Because it didn't look very surprising, I think Claudia had some research on it.

Shelley and Edward also agreed because the Lady Dowager said it was good.

I also pushed and killed black emotions swirling in my chest, telling her yes.

Claudia became such a wonderful side queen that she didn't like it.

He is a devout Luwellian believer and hates waste, and his personality is merciful and gentle.

And above all, her attitude to obey the Queen was arguably a sample of the Queen's side. A few years after becoming a side queen, she gained high popularity and trust in the people as the queen who supported the people.

Claudia is not bad.

I knew that, but the black emotions that annoyed me grew.

Wouldn't it be irrevocable as it is...

That's what I thought, I started to distance myself from my father, sister and brother just a little bit, with a single heart I didn't want to hurt.

And after a while, Claudia's pregnancy was announced.

When the royal son was born for the first time in a long time, both the people and the vast majority of nobles raised their voice of joy.

While I pretended to be calm, I was desperately holding back the drool and the swirling black emotions within me.

If the child born was a princess, it might have been good for me.

But it was the prince who was born -.

The moment I saw the prince, still a baby, named Michelle - black emotions devoured my heart.

A prince, born of a concubine admired by nobles and people.

And the other, a prince, was born of a side queen despised by the nobles and by the people.

Isn't Michelle the best prince to support Edward than I am!

They take the place I've been desperately building.

To think so, I hated Michelle.

Blessed prince, I am the only one who hates and hates and continues to hate.

The black and ugly emotions that once liberated me were also directed at the people I had ever cherished.

I hated nobility, my people, my mother, my father, my righteous queen, my sister, my brother, this country, the world - everything.

"Would you like to be king of this country, Prince Douglas? You - No, you're the only one who can get enough of the king's vessel. I will be on your side and create a path to the King."

The words penetrate deeply into the heart dominated by hatred.

And I made a pact with the Duke of McMillan.