The Marquis’ Daughter Acts As A Pawn

Expensive conditioning on white walls with no stains.

If you look at that alone, everyone will think that this is the room where the upperclassmen live.

But if you look at an iron door that is tightly locked from the outside in a small, latticed window, you will notice that this is a cell reserved for the upper classes.

I am imprisoned in that room.

Perhaps I'll never leave this room.

Even if there is, it is time to be executed.

This is the Tower of Penance.

This is where the guilty royalty will be placed under house arrest.

A regular man would despair at a time when he was imprisoned in this room.

But I never had those feelings with wonder.

Rather crisp.

Because there is no one here who despises me.

There would be a watch in front of the door, but they wouldn't talk to me, and they wouldn't point any emotions at me.

This was a very easy place.

After I was determined to put an end to what I had done, I took immediate action.

He visited the Duke of Macmillan and took Isabella's engagement dissolved, among other things.

But the Duke of McMillan did not do anything to take my opinion into account while carefully handling and putting it down.

As I thought, my power alone cannot stop the Duke of McMillan's ambitions.

As it is, the assassination plot between my father and my brothers is executed.

I can't choose the means anymore.

That's why I decided to rely on the king - my father.

My father never abused me, and he loved me.

That may have been painful for me, too.

I talked too much.

The assassination plot, the King's Metropolitan Church, the emotions I've had so far... everything.

"I didn't realize your suffering and I'm sorry," he bowed his head after listening to me.

If we were to face it sooner...... I can't repent if I repent.

My fathers started acting under the water while pretending to know nothing about the assassination plot.

And on the day of the showdown, I went to see my mother.

My mother wore a luxurious deep red dress and was about to go out.

The destination, he said, is Wang Du Church.

Why did you come to Wangdu Church on such a night? And I couldn't run out of doubts, but I persuaded my mother to go tell her father herself that she was involved in the Duke of McMillan's plan.

Persuasion failed.

My mother just screamed hysterically.

In that cry, I learned that Sabato - a ritual of devil worship - was taking place in the King's Metropolitan Church.

The Duke of McMillan fought over whether he had involved me to that point.

Perhaps, when something happened, he even applied it in a formula that pushed everything on me.

Even a woman like this is my mother. I convinced my mother again.

But the answer returned is a word of rejection.

"Because you can't do it." "I am the one who deserves to be treated dearly. Like that little country woman," I left my mother when I heard her curse.

The assassination plot was successfully stopped.

The Wang Metropolitan Church said Sabato was picked by Edward.

And I was taken to this tower of penance.

I didn't resist. Instead, I was surprised they didn't kill me.

If you had been involved with the Diaghilev Empire, it would have been an execution without question, even if it were royalty.

Maybe my father and Edward did something for me.

- - Concon.

The knocking sounds in the room.

It's early for meal time, and who the hell is it?

With that in mind, I approach the latticed door and reply.

"Did something even happen in the short run?

"It's me. Brother."

When Gi and the heavy iron door opened, there was Edward.

"Edward......"

"Hey, you know what?"

"Oh."

While confused, I invite Edward to my room.

The guard did not go inside, but was alone with me and Edward, and sat opposite the couch.

"As for the treatment of my brother, it turned out that he was in the same condition."

The first person to open his mouth was Edward.

The state as it is...... does that mean it will stay like this until you die?

"Much... that's a sweet decision. Normally, you'd be executed."

"The nobles involved in the other assassination plots are executions. But my brother is a proud prince who was prepared to die and snitched on the king that the Duke of McMillan was going to trick him into committing the assassination plot."

"... is that what you're supposed to do, I am"

"I'm not lying."

That's what I say. Edward smiles like a belly black.

Perhaps it is due to skillful information manipulation that I am not executed.

"I was going to get rid of you... and kill you and be king."

"My brother doesn't do that. I won't kill my brother."

"I seem to be beautified. I'm not as kind as you think I am."

It didn't go as far as execution, but it's true that he was on the side of the Church congregation and aimed at the throne.

Besides, I'm sorry I didn't even wish Edward was here once or twice.

"I'm not as genius as my brother thinks I am either. There's a woman who's been losing so many times."

That said, Edward narrows the same blue eyes as his father.

I was surprised by the look on my face that I was not wearing a cat and that I was heartfelt sweet.

"... By that woman, you mean Julianna!?

"That's right. They did it this time too...... it's my total defeat. Well, you can't lose next time."

I don't believe it.

That poor Julianna......

"Unbelievable..."

"I guess. Julianna never tries to get her true self out. I wouldn't have completely stripped her of her mask either."

Edward showing a repentant face.

The figure was very fresh and lively.

"Is Julianna and Edward... similar to each other?

"That's what Cyrus said. So me and Julianna have something similar. But some things are different."

"What's that?

"I have been with my mother since I was born with a family that I could count on my father and brother. But... Julianna didn't have a family she could rely on. Therefore she had no choice but to be strong. And because she's strong, there's no one to protect her."

"You mean you want to be the first person to protect Julianna, Edward"

There is no feeling in me that I was in love with Julianna anymore.

I know it's sweet, but that's the same for this brother.

Maybe it's positioned as a loved one.

"Julianna is not a woman who is spoiled for being protected. I think her strong spot is very much preferred. That's right… we want to be in the same line of sight, fighting together, supporting each other in hard times"

"Same sight as you... that's a lot harder, Julianna."

"To do this, you must, of course, get a fiancée, Julianna's heart,"

"Is Julianna not in love with Edward?

"Yep. Doesn't seem to mean she's not eligible... but her defense is too strong"

With that said, I was stunned by my brother, who grinned like a carnivore.

Julianna's ahead is compassionate.

"Well, good luck. I'm here for you, Edward."

I'm sorry for Julianna, but my brother is cuter, so let's side with him here.

But I also regret being easily tied, so I want Julianna to work very hard.

"Then quickly, I want to move on to action. You'll excuse me today, brother. I'll be back."

I tell Edward to walk out to the door, as my brother.

"I am no longer a prince. So let's just support Edward as a brother. And as the next king... support Michelle."

"Sweet for your words, brother. Michelle said she wanted to see her brother."

"Right. I'll face Michelle myself this time, too."

Like the nobles who only saw me as the son of an arrogant princess, I also saw Michelle only as the son of a queen who supported the people.

But let's stop that, too.

Michelle is also a blood connected brother to me.

Only an adult royal family can enter this tower of penance.

Therefore, it will be quite a while before Michelle can come to this tower.

"One day the three of us... then my sister will persevere, so we'll meet the four of us"

"Right...... one day, I'll never"

"Yeah, absolutely"

I see the door closing and I see a latticed window.

The view over the lattice was beginning to melt and spring was approaching.

Not a bad view from this window either.

He was a stupid prince. I can't do anything, but let's at least pray.

Please, don't be so happy for my beloved family.