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I wonder if that distant memory was really an event that happened…?
In another world, not here, there was a young woman who looked like me.
A selfish young woman like me fell in love with an overly kind and handsome man like him, and she used her power to force him to marry her.
He was forced to part with his beloved lover, married the lady, and died at a young age from overexertion in an unaccustomed life.
If that is the true story, is the prince a reincarnation of him?
I knew it immediately at first sight.
because he looked so much like my former husband.
My former husband had become too distant in this life.
So I thought our lives would never cross and we would live far apart.
What kind of prank is this?
The fate of the stars?
I don’t know, but he and I went to the same school.
In this country, at the age of 15, there is a baptismal ceremony to test for magical power.
Those who are deemed to have magical power must enter the Royal Academy and learn to control their magic.
As a commoner, I participated in the baptismal ceremony with a casual attitude, thinking that there was no way I had magical power, but contrary to my thoughts, the crystal I held up for the ceremony shone with a golden light, surprising me and the people around me.
That’s how I came to be admitted to the Royal Academy.
From commoners to royalty, all those with magical power are admitted to this school.
The school claims to be equal in principle, but in reality, there are separate classes for royalty, nobility, and commoners.
Of course, this is due to the difference in basic academic ability.
There are a few commoners who attend this school, and they are grouped into one class.
The atmosphere in the school is so different that even if they wear the same uniform, they are immediately recognized as common people.
The nobility, of course, do not care about the commoners.
They do not go to the same class, and since they have no contact with each other, other than attending the same school, they usually have no opportunity to communicate with each other.
So, if I keep my head down and finish my school life inconspicuously, I won’t have to meet him.
I don’t know if he remembers his past life or not.
He and I will never meet, and, of course, never marry.
He will never leave his lover, and he will never die young.
He will be happy in this life with the reincarnation of that lover.
He’ll only have one woman in his life.
Caroline, Duchess of Wimberley.
I will never forget her face.
In her previous life, she was a commoner, but in this life, she’s a duchess and a potential fiancée for His Royal Highness Aaron.
I’m sure she’s the reincarnation of that lover, and although I can only watch from afar, the fact that she’s always by his side means that things are going well between him and her now.
I want to believe that if some selfish ex-wife doesn’t get in the way, he will be happy.
With that in mind, I’ve been living a quiet and inconspicuous life for the last three years of my school life.
I had less than a year left, and I thought I had almost made it…
But one day, I climbed a tree in the schoolyard and wanted to save a cat that couldn’t come down, so I went up when no one was around.
When I managed to reach the branch where the cat was, the ungrateful cat jumped down.
I, who was left behind in the tree, decided to climb down, but it seemed to be much harder to climb down than to climb up.
My foot slipped and I fell from the tree.
I was ready to hit the ground hard, but somehow I didn’t feel the impact.
I open my eyes and realize, to my horror, that I am in someone’s arms.
That someone, though I didn’t want to believe it, was my former husband, the current First Prince of this country.
What kind of coincidence is this?
All my life, I have tried to hide my face, to keep a low profile, to avoid detection.
What kind of coincidence is it to fall from a tree and be held by a prince?
I was in his arms and our eyes met.
His eyes widened in astonishment and he said.
My face tensed up at the mention of my former name.
I hurriedly jumped out of his arms and bowed my head.
“I’m sorry, sir.”
I kept lowering my face, but he wouldn’t let me.
“Lift your face.”
When he said that, I had no choice but to raise my head, and I slowly did.
He looked me straight in the eyes. His beautiful face was filled with surprise. His eyes widened and he took my arm.
“You’re Violet, aren’t you!”
My name from a previous life.
Do you remember me?
Do you have memories too?
His face turned from an expression of surprise to a crumpled mess.
Then he pulled me into his arms with his hand, and I found myself in his embrace.
“I finally found you…
finally, finally I found you.
Violet, I’ve missed you.”
He said he missed me, in the same warm, nostalgic voice he used in his past life, and the violet inside me trembled with joy.
I really wanted to see you too, the ex-wife in me cried out.
But no, I can’t admit it
I have to pretend I don’t know.
“Your Highness, I think you have me confused with someone else. My name is Lilina.”
He hugged me tightly, and I struggled to find room in his chest, insisting it was a mistake.
“Violet, right? How could I be wrong?
We went to the same school.
I didn’t recognize you… I’m sorry, it took me a while to realize it.”
“Um, I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
I said, and he relaxed a little in his hugging position.
In his arms, I looked up at him, he looked down at me, and we stared at each other in a small space.
“Don’t you remember…!”
“Oh, of course I don’t remember… Your Highness and I have never met before.”
I tried my best to pretend that I didn’t know so that he wouldn’t realize I was lying.
Suddenly, I noticed that a crowd had gathered around me and him.
Of course, if His Royal Highness suddenly embraced a strange girl in the school courtyard, anyone would be surprised and stop in their tracks.
“Your Highness? What are you doing!”
I looked in the direction of the voice and saw the duchess standing there, the reincarnation of the former lover.
His friends were also standing around her.
These people were familiar to me.
They were the same people who were always around him and who had told me in a previous life at his funeral that they were friends of my husband and had told me about his lover.
“Your Highness, what’s wrong!”
“Who’s the girl.”
“Is there a problem!”
His friends were saying these things, but he didn’t stop hugging me.
“Um, Your Highness, please let go of me for now.”
I pleaded from within his arms, but he wouldn’t let go.
“You seem to be a special student. Do you know each other!?”
The duchess asked, her beautiful face twisted in disgust.
Does she remember?
The rival who had once torn him and his lover apart?
The selfish lady who sent her lover to his death?
I trembled a little in his arms, afraid of her hateful eyes.
Then he noticed and looked at me tenderly.
When he looked at me, I forgot that I had to reject him, and I wanted to cling to his tenderness.
“This is Lilina. She’s the one I love…”
He pulled me tightly into his arms once more and hugged me in his arms. He said this in a clear voice, though I don’t know if he was addressing the duchess, his friends, or everyone around him.
Naturally, there was a stir around us.
He loosened his hold on me a little and held me by the shoulders and said,
“There are many people here. Let’s go.”
With that, he dragged me away from the place.