DUE TO MISHAP, I BECAME QUEEN - Chapter 52

That night a week ago, in Ernest’s arms, she decided to free him from the powerful love potion.

She wanted him to be happy. So she wrote a letter to Matthias:

“I want you to get an antidote for the love potion. Once the detoxification is successful, I will be moving to the country house on the outskirts of the city that my parents left me.

Should you refuse, I will tell the King that you helped me procure the love potion.”

Matthias got the love potion; he should be able to find the antidote. But her brother-in-law wanted her to be Queen, so she had to threaten him in case he refused.

It was a bit scary to blackmail someone; while she was writing her heart was twisted with bitter feelings. But it could not be helped.

She decided to leave the palace to go to the country house to escape from the sad eventuality.

It would be best for Ernest. (Zuben: Hmm, I think this is a “shoot one’s foot” situation brewing)

He would be embarrassed when the effects were canceled.

When there were so many good women in the city, how could he be engaged to someone like Amber? Why would he believe that he loved Amber? As well as being embarrassed, he would be regretful of his actions.

That was why Amber decided it was best to leave his side. She wanted to respect Ernest’s freed heart. Also, once the engagement was canceled her reputation will plummet.

It would be trying even for the Reinfeldt clan.

But as long as Matthias was there, they will be alright.

Even if Amber was seen as a bad person, he would always protect his beloved Leticia.

She had asked Katri, who had been going home to see her husband, to secretly hand Matthias the letter. Matthias should have begun to prepare the antidote.

It will be alright.

This is for Ernest; it was for the best.

It was also evidenced that she had been happy these past weeks. As long as there was a pain, she was able to keep on living by herself. (Zuben: You should have done that in the first place if Ernest wanted you that much he would have dragged his arse to come and find you)

She picked up her china cup and drank the cooling black tea.

‘I shall give Sirius the handkerchief with this thought in my heart.’ Rosemary said finally finishing her crème brûlée. Her golden-brown eyes sparkled like the sun-filled Amber with guilt but she was so dazzling, Amber could not look away. She placed the cup back into its saucer, told Rosemary,

‘I give you my full support.’

‘Thank you, Amber! And if that doesn’t work, I intend to do my best with the crying strategy my sisters advised.’

‘Really…’

Rosemary cheerfully explained the crying stratagem her sisters taught her in their letters.

In short, it seemed that her sisters had taught her that disappointing strategy of trying to manipulate men with crying.

Of course, they were thinking that they were supporting their little sister in love. But Amber did not think it was right. She smiled softly at Rosemary as she about decried that ugly strategy when she heard Ernest call her.

‘Amber, are you here?’

With a loud bang, the sitting room doors were thrown open.

‘Ernest…?’

Why didn’t he knock like he usually did? Why did he have such a cold expression on his face that was about to freeze the air around him? His voice when he called her had been angry, why?