âIs there any suspicious movement in the Crown Princeâs palace?â
âNo.â
âHow far has the crown princeâs curse progressed?â
âI donât know.â
Diana didnât listen to Gilbert. In addition, she evaded the question by answering a short answer.
As a result, Gilbert never carried out a single order by the Duke of Cassil.
âI think Count Bellacian should pay attention to his childrenâs education. Why would they ignore their father?â
The Duke of Cassil blamed Gilbert. He announced his eldest son Frank marriage to the Marquis Westinâs family. He reneged on his promise to marry Diana and Frank.
Gilbert was angry and headed to the duchess, but he couldnât even get inside and was refused on the spot.
âDiana, you stupid bitch! You had a year! pathetic bitch!â
Gilbertâs anger turned to Diana. Throughout his trip back home, he cursed Diana.
If Diana had listened to him, everything would have been fine. However, the situation reached this point because she was stupid, lazy and did not listen to him.
Sheâs not as pretty and smart as Ancia! If she couldnât catch the Emperorâs eye, and couldnât stand at the center of the society, she should at least listen to her father properly!
The news of Frankâs marriage broke out, and the Empressâs seat was gone forever. Gilbertâs dream of becoming the emperorâs father-in-law and taking revenge on the nobles who ignored him also disappeared.
This was all because of Diana that stupid bitch. If he had known this would have happened, he would have loved Ancia. Diana had been cooperating with Ancia because of her stupidity; he was also not respected as a father.
Come to think of it, Diana was the mastermind of everything.
Gilbert was so regretful even for the times he cared for Diana.
âThe sword? Why do you have this!â
Gilbert being full of anger, stormed into Dianaâs room and screamed as soon as he found the wooden sword she had hidden. Dianaâs shoulders flinched at his harsh shouting.
âThatâŚâ
While she hesitated to answer, Gilbert forcibly took the wooden sword from Diana.
âGive it back!â
It is a precious sword that she got as a gift from her sister. She reached out her hand in a hurry. As soon as Dianaâs hand reached Gilbert, his expression turned frighteningly scary.
Gilbert grabbed Dianaâs hand. Her fingers and palms had hard calluses.
âWhatâs wrong with your hand! Whatâs with your hand?â
âIt, it hurts!â
âItâs not the problem! You are noble! I canât believe you go to the Crown Princeâs palace to do useless things like that! Whoâs going to take a girl who has rough hands like a maid! A girl who canât take care of her own hands! Youâre going to be a disgrace to our family!â
He was on a rampage. But it wasnât about feeling sorry for Dianaâs calluses or worrying as a parent.
Gilbert was angry that Diana might fall out of the marriage trade. More precisely, he was mad that he would lose face.
The more Gilbert lost his reasoning and became angry, the colder Diana became.
She still thought her father loved her. Although he forced her to do things, she thought it was because he cared about her.
But it wasnât. For Gilbert, she was just a high-end accessory that could be boasted anywhere and sold at a high price at the right time.
She looked Gilbert in the eye.
âFather, Iâm not going to marry.â
âWhat?â
âIâm going to be a knight. I want to enter the Knights Academy next year.â
When Diana revealed her dream, Gilbertâs face was distorted with anger.
âA knight? What kind of knight is a woman? Are you going to do what a low-class nobleman or a commoner is doing?â
âThatâs prejudice. Count Cheyon, the 3rd Knights Commander, is a woman.â
âOld bitch.â
âSheâs the one I respect.â
âRespect? So youâre going to be like that woman?!â
âYes, I will be a knight of the imperial family, and I will protect my sister! So donât think about doing anything strange to her anymore!â
The moment she uttered what she had endured, her cheeks hurt so much. Gilbert slapped Diana in the face.
âFatherâŚâ
It was the first time that he had used violence, although he has shown signs of doing it these days. Diana was greatly shocked. Gilbert, however, did not care about his daughterâs reaction and continued with his anger.
âIf you say that again, Iâll get rid of you!â
***
âAh!â
Diana sank as soon as sheâs in bed.
Gilbert, angered by her, hit Dianaâs calf to the point where the whip was broken.
Fortunately, her face was fine, but it was hard to walk because her legs hurt.
The maid applied ointment to her legs and said Gilbert was looking for her.
âHave you applied any medicine?â
Gilbert asked in a cold voice as soon as Diana entered the office.
âYes.â
âI shouldnât have hurt a girl who hasnât even gotten married.â
ââŚ..â
She thought he was genuinely worried, but Dianaâs heart froze cold at her fatherâs subsequent words.
âDid you reflect?â
âNo, Iâll be a knight.â
She was going to say it before the end of the year anyway. She didnât mean to talk about it in such a harsh atmosphere, but she had already gone this far.
Gilbertâs hands flinched. Diana closed her eyes tightly, thinking that he would hit her with his hand.
Soon there was a sound of âtakâ and things rumbling out. She opened her eyes carefully again. On Gilbertâs desk, there was a mana stone for recording video.
âInstall this in the Crown Princeâs Palace.â
âFather! I told you I didnât want to do that!â
âDonât be immature! This is all for you and your family!â
The eldest son of Duke Cassil and Westinâs young lady are engaged, but they have not yet married. Besides, the Duke of Cassil had two more sons.
Of course, itâs not worth considering Richard, who received the blood of slaves, but if she marries the youngest, Neon, she will be the Duchess.
Thereâs still a chance. If Diana does the job well, the Duke of Cassil will be relieved.
âNo! I donât want to do that!â
âThen marry Count Cornwell.â
âThe Count of Cornwell?â
Diana doubted her ears. Count Cornwell is one of the richest men in the Empire, but he is old.
âI donât need a child who doesnât listen to her father. If you canât set that up, marry Count Cornwell!â
âFather, Iâll be a knightâŚâ
âIf you donât set that up today, Iâll send you to Count Cornwell tomorrow!â
Gilbert cut off her words and spat out coldly.
***
In the carriage on the way to the Crown Princeâs palace, Diana constantly looked at the mana stone that her father forced onto her.
âShould I be honest with my sister? No, I canât.â
Diana was hit by her father for the first time yesterday and was shocked. However, for Ancia, such things were routine. Her older sister was forced to marry the cursed prince without even thinking of having her dream.
Fortunately, the two are doing well.
âI canât ask her to help me with this. Iâm being punished. I couldnât help her when she was having a hard time, so Iâm getting punished now. Itâs all my fault.â
The carriage reached the Crown Princeâs palace. Diana put the stone in her pocket. Maybe today will be her last day to meet her sister.
If her father really wanted to marry her with Count Cornwell, she was thinking of leaving home.
***
The first snow fell all night. It is still in mid-November, but it is also very early.
After all, the year has passed without finding a way to lift Blakeâs curse. Looking at the accumulated snow with a complicated mind, Diana, sitting next to her with a gloomy face, caught her eye.
âDiana, whatâs wrong?â
âNo, nothingâs going on!â
Diana shook her head. She denied it so strongly that it was even more suspicious. Come to think of it; her cheeks were swollen red.
âDiana, youâŚâ
The moment I tried to touch her cheek, Diana got up from her seat.
âOh! I want to have a snowball fight! Your Highness! Letâs have a snowball fight!â
âHuh? I can fight a littleââ
Blake shook his head, but before he could finish talking, Dianaâs snowball hit him in the chest.
âHey!â
Blake started to get angry, but this time the snow flew to his face.
âHaha! Your face looks like a snowman!â
Diana ran away with a laugh. Then Blake got angry and chased after her.
Eventually, the two began to have a fierce snowball fight. Looking at the images of them, recalling memories of the original story, Melissa gently said.
âYour Highness, why donât you join them?â
âIâm okay.â
âItâs important to keep your dignity, but itâs the first snow today. Letâs put the burden off your shoulders for a moment.â
Melissa felt sorry for thinking that I was trying hard to suppress the child in me. Itâs not like thatâŚ
âI donât like snow very much.â
âYou donât?â
âYes. Itâs hard to clean it up. And my hands are cold.â
âPfft.â
Melissa burst into laughter, covering her mouth suddenly.
âWhy?â
âWhen I see Your Highness, I sometimes feel that way.â
âWhat way?â
âThat youâre not 12 years old, but someone my age.â