Mary Pulcherrima was a hopeless, forgotten princess. She was the second daughter of the Pulcherrima family, who ruled over the Orvis Kingdom, and were known for producing many excellent magicians. A magician being a person who uses âmanaâ the energy that dwells in the human body to manipulate fire, water, wind, earth, and other elements. Maryâs parents, older brother, and older sister were all first-class magicians.
Only poor Mary had no talent for magic.
(Iâm empty. Iâm a worthless, magicless bastard of a royal daughter.)
Her parents were superficially fond of Mary, but in recent years had become completely estranged from her. Maryâs brother didnât like her either. Only Frances, her older sister, was always on Maryâs side.
Those around the younger princess coldly looked down on her and rumors circulated that she bore no royal blood whatsoever, she lived with the stares and whispers her entire sixteen years. Even her sisterâs affection wasnât enough to cheer her up.
Thatâs why, when the Duchy of Slavar proposed a marriage between her and Romeo Slavar, she accepted without hesitation.
(The dukeâs reputation in the kingdom is only growing, and there are rumors he may push for independence. If I behave well in this marriage, I will be recognized by my father and no longer be useless. For that reason, todayâs engagement ball must succeed.)
For royalty, it doesnât matter what your feelings were. Mary never had a partner in mind in the first place, and Romeo seemed to be a kind enough person. However, the relationship between the Pulcherrimas and the Slavars was poor to say the least. Marriage despite the tension â Mary didnât know what deal was struck behind closed doors, but the respective parents must have had some shared interests. The marriage talks proceeded at a rapid pace, like beats on a tonton.
And today was the day of the party to introduce âFiancee Maryâ. It was held in the Duchy of Slavar, at a manor inside Captis, the central city in the territory.
Mary danced with Romeo underneath a large chandelier, her colorful dress making her stand out.
âPrincess Mary, donât be so nervous. Leave everything to me,â Romeo whispered softly.
âThatâs not how it works.â
âEven if it would make your fiance happy?â
âWe cannot say that weâve played our roles properly until we satisfy our families.â
âPerhaps then I shouldnât say that you look like youâre enjoying the party.â
âDid you think I would be a woman who kicked and screamed all the way to the altar?â
âNo, I simply thought you would be a woman who would marry me. Thatâs all you need to worry about.â
Mary was a princess, if only in name. In terms of position, she ranked above him, but Romeo seemed to be quite self-confident. But his personality didnât matter.
As the focus of the ball, all eyes were on Mary. She couldnât relax for even a moment. Yes, Mary was being tested.
Mary herself didnât care to stand out much and due to her low self-esteem, she wasnât confident about her appearance, but she was proud of her long, golden hair that swayed with her every movement and the fleeting beauty make up could create on her face. Nothing else about herself impressed her much.
After the dance was over, the party started coming to a close. Mary wanted nothing more than to sit down somewhere quiet where no one would look at her any more. Then the entrance door was flung open.
Soldiers of the Slavar army rushed in wielding guns.
âKyaaaaa!â âWhatâs going on?â âThereâs an intruder in the Dukeâs mansion!â
While the partygoers were confused, a woman stepped out in front of the soldiers as if to lead them. At the same time, Romeo stepped forward to protect Mary.
âWho are you?! No matter who you are, I wonât forgive you trying to interfere with our engagement.!â Romeoâs majestic voice echoed through the hall.
But the woman didnât falter, but approached him and said, âLord Romeo, I have come to expose the sin of that woman â Mary Pulcherrima!â
Even examining her face closely, Mary couldnât recognize the strange woman.
âHow dare you disrespect Princess Mary?â
âHer sin is great enough to demand my action.â
The woman glared unpleasantly at Mary. Unable to endure this, she objected, âMy sin? What the hell did I do?â
âDonât deny it. We have all the evidence here.â The woman threw an envelope to Romeo. Inside were dozens of photographs.
âThis is⊠a photo of Princess Mary and a soldier from a neighboring country?â Romeo wondered.
Mary, who peered at it over his shoulder, unintentionally raised her voice saying, âWhat is this? I never met with a soldier from a neighboring country!â
âBut the photograph clearly shows the opposite. Mary, you might have been born into the royal family, but you didnât have any magical prowess. Treason, isnât that what you were doing?â
âWhat are you saying?â
âI see, Princess Mary, you hated your family and the entire Kingdom of Orvis, so you tried to sell state secrets to a neighboring country?â
âLord Romeo, donât listen. Itâs impossible, I would never do this!â
âThen â how about we call for a witness.â
The woman turned to reveal three people, two men and a woman, enter the room. People who werenât supposed to be at the engagement ball.
âHis Majesty, the King, and Her Majesty, the Queen!â âEven the prince is here, whatâs happening?â The clamor of the nobility grew louder. No one, not even Mary, could have imagined that the allegation would be backed but such powerful people.
âFather, mother, and even brother?â
The woman knelt before the king and asked, âIf it pleases Your Majesty, is it true that Mary betrayed her country and was engaged in spying?â
The king looked down at the woman, stroking his beard. âAh, there is no doubt about it. I also have my own evidence. I never thought that the princess would go so far as commit adultery with a man from another country.â
âEh, uh⊠why, father?â Mary was at a loss for words at her fatherâs statement and the cold gaze he directed towards her.
Continuing on, her mother and brother cursed her in the same way.
âNot only does she not have magical powers, she also ruined our familyâs credibility, a truly hopeless daughter.â
âIâm embarrassed to have such a sister. I feel like she is a stain upon the royal blood.â
Cruel words from a cruel family. Maryâs heart dropped like a stone in her chest.
âYouâre guilty, Mary. Shouldnât you admit it now?â
âIâm not⊠Iâm not⊠Iâm not doing that⊠none of it! Father, mother, and brother should all know!â
âPrincess Mary, in the face of this evidence, I cannot marry you.â
âLord Romeo? Wait, this is a misunderstanding.â
âThatâs what criminals always say, Mary.â Romeo said, dropping her title as if she were no longer even a princess in name.
âIâm not⊠please believe me, someone, anyone, yes, my sister! Please ask my sister!â
âYouâre on the verge of death, Mary. But whether you admit it or not, the result is the same.â
Soldiers grabbed Mary on both sides, gripping tightly. Even if she desperately struggled, she didnât have the strength to break free. Her family struck the final blow.
âYou will soon be executed.â
âIn order to maintain this beautiful world, we need to dispose of trash as soon as possible.â
âIt is my duty to remove any blemishes from the Pulcherrima family.â
âI didnât do any of that! Something is absolutely wrong! Hey father, mother, brother! Say something! I donât want to be executed! I donât want to die because of a lie⊠I hate it!â No matter how much Mary shouted, all she got was looks of contempt. Not just the nobles, but Romeo, the strange woman, and even her family saw her off with the same hateful glare.
+
Mary was taken into custody and thrown into a dark dungeon.
âWhy⊠that Iâm a spy⊠I didnâtâŠâ
She couldnât remember anything like the pictures ever happening. Firstly, Mary, being a princess and without magic, couldnât have ever easily arranged a meeting with a foreign soldier. Without a doubt, it was a false accusation, a false accusation â there was no way she could accept being executed on the basis of such a thing.
âSomebody! Get me out of here! Somethingâs wrong! Iâm sure, yes, my sister will know! Please! Someone!â Not matter how much she grabbed the bars and shouted, no one came. Eventually, Mary fell to her knees exhausted and weakly bowed her head.
âNo one⊠came to help me⊠why did father, mother, brother, why did they say that?â
Had she been abandoned? No, it didnât make sense. No matter how she looked at it, she couldnât understand it, and became more convinced this was nothing more than a bad dream.
âIf itâs a dream⊠I wonder if I can wake up if I close my eyes. I wonder if my old life will come backâŠâ With a heartbreaking prayer in her heart, even if she closed her eyes, the nightmare wouldnât end.
She could hear footsteps approaching in the distance. When she opened her eyes and looked, she saw a familiar face, one that she held very dear.
âOlder Sister Frances!â
Frances Pulcherrima â Maryâs older sister and the first princess. With short golden hair, a slender figure, and somewhat hooded eyes, she gave off a cool impression. She didnât talk much and had a playful personality, combined with the fact she liked to wear casual clothes, she didnât look much like a princess. However, she was very sweet to her sister.
Thatâs why Mary was so attached to Frances and had expected her to come help her.
âSister, please listen! I am not doing anything like spying!â
âI know, Mary. Itâs all a hoax.â
âAh, my sister believes me!â
âUnfortunately, itâs difficult to prove your innocence.â
âWhy?â
âFather has decided to execute you at dawn.â
âItâs already four oâclock in the morning, thatâs in a few hours! Besides, this is the Duchy of Slavar, so why would Father be making these decisions?! I thought His Highness the Duke and our father werenât on good terms!â
âThere are so many things that even I donât know. Normally, a princess wouldnât be accused of being a spy nor be executed so easily. So one thing is clear. Father, from the beginning,â Frances bit her lip, closed her eyes tightly, paused, before saying, âhe was going to kill Mary.â\n