I Was Supposed To Be A Queen, But I Was Accused Of Being A Fake Saint, So I Fled And Was Doted On By The Crown Prince, But I Hope You’ll Be Happy There Too - CH 3

Chapter – 3 || I Don’t Care About Your Decision

“What did you say?”

“I said no, Your Highness.”

“Why not? You’re doing your country a favor.”

I’ve known Alexander-sama for a long time and I know what he thinks.

No matter how attractive the baroness he met a few months ago is, there’s no way she can be a Queen.

Moreover, Lady Natalia was originally at the lowest.

She had lived for many years as a commoner.

He may have been sympathetic to the hardships of her upbringing, but it is also true that she still has no sense of nobility in her manners.

Even if she were to study it now, how much time would it take?

So, Prince Alexander is probably planning to force me to do the troublesome work, while she herself lives in harmony with Prince Alexander.

I, who had been stigmatized as a fake saint, will be unable to rebel and will be worked for the rest of my life.

I don’t think it was Prince Alexander’s idea alone.

Perhaps some nobleman who wanted to destroy the prestige of the duke and had teamed up with the temple to seduce Prince Alexander.

I’m sure that Lady Natalia is not unrelated to this.

It was my mistake to overlook the fact that it was just a relationship between a man and a woman.

But no matter what I did, he did not listen to me.

I was reprimanded in such a misguided manner that I gave up trying to tell Prince Alexander anything.

When I saw Prince Alexander and Lady Natalia kissing in the court garden, and when I heard Lady Natalia laughing behind my back, imitating my earnestness, I put up with it because she had no bad intentions.

For the sake of the country, I was proud that I was worthy of being the Queen.

I thought that as long as I had a wedding, I could handle it.

Besides, I would have been certified as a saint.

Becoming a saint was my goal in life.

So, with that as my encouragement, I grew the ‘Maiden Lily.’

When the flowers bloomed, I was so happy that I showed them to Prince Alexander first.

And then to the temple.

Alexander asked me if I had shown the flowers to anyone else.

Could it be that he had been planning it since that time?

I thought it was unavoidable that I would make Lady Natalia my lower queen.

But to take away my position as queen and my qualification as a saint?

Didn’t you think about how I would feel spending my days with the stigma of being a fake saint?

Did you think it’ was a good thing?

When did I become such a hated person?

I tried my best to hold my heart as I tried to think about the unanswerable questions.

Now that this has happened, I have to do my best.

If I stay here, my family will be in trouble.

“I am not a saint and my engagement has been broken off, so there is no reason for me to stay here. I’m going to leave the country.”

To my surprise, Prince Alexander leaned forward and asked,

“Where?”

“Do I need to tell you?”

“Tell me!”

I thought for a moment and then bowed my head.

“Please forgive me. As a fake saint, I am vulnerable to attacks. I’m trying to ensure my safety.”

And then my father’s voice rang out.

“What do you mean Elvira was not a saint in the first place? I object to that!”

The High Priestess heard this and, as if in a panic, whispered something to Alexander.

He stared at me from top to bottom and then said, “…All right. I will allow Elvira to leave the country.”

“Thank you, Your Highness.”

I responded with a perfect bow.

“I’ll leave you to it then. Oh, Lady Natalia.”

I finally said to Natalia.

Natalia looked up at me with the eyes of a wounded little animal.

To those around me, it would look as if I was intimidating her.

“As a saint and a queen, please protect this country well.”

“Yes. Natalia is doing her best.”

I didn’t listen to her reply, but turned my back on her.

I didn’t really care about her decision.