Noble status, dazzling appearance, and unparalleled talent. The life of a princess, who had all these conditions that could not be modest, was solid. I’m self-centered? What is that? It’s a life lived without caring about the regard of others. “Look at this white fur. It’s like a snowball. Fluffy.” Who dares to touch me frivolously? No matter how much I shouted, I couldn’t reach the dazed-looking maids. Eristella, the most capable woman of all time, was cursed and became a small fox. *** It wasn’t too bad that the people of the Grand Duchy, who used to grind their teeth when I was a princess, showed affection. “Eristella.” The foe-like fiancée, who I most wanted to avoid, said, “Should I call you by a proper name?” Before he discovered my identity.