𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟕: 𝐒𝐨𝐟𝐢𝐚, 𝐟𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐥𝐝
The time for the academy’s enrollment is approaching soon, and I was called by my grandfather.
This time, Kyle and Chris were told not to come.
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I wonder what he wants to talk about with only me.
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“It’s almost time for the academy’s enrollment, isn’t it?”
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“Yes.”
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“And in one more year, you’ll be named the crown princess.”
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“Yes.”
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I know that because it has been said before.
I’m wondering what he’s confirming now, and my grandfather’s face turns grim.
. . .Is it such a difficult subject? He didn’t even make that face during Okaa-sama’s divorce.
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“Do you know the word ‘consort’?”
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“Consort?”
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“You will become the queen, not the king. Do you understand the difference?”
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“The difference, you say?”
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Is there such a difference?
Only two have ever become queens in this country.
And that was a very long time ago; there isn’t much information left about it.
As I tilt my head, wondering if there’s something there, my grandfather explains in a soft voice.
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“A consort is the spouse of the queen. It’s like my consort, but the role is different.”
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“The role?”
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“The consort’s job is to bear children. But in your case, you’ll be the one to bear the children, won’t you?”
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“. . .That’s true.”
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Bearing children. I hadn’t thought of it, but that’s true when it’s put that way.
I can’t have someone else bear my children.
The direct heir will be only mine, so my child will become the next king.
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“While you are bearing children, it will be difficult for the queen to be involved in ruling.
The consort’s job is to take your place in that.
Not only must the consort create a child with you,
But he is alo someone who can become king in your stead.”
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“Someone who can become king in my place. . .”
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I see. While I am unable to perform my duties as queen,
Someone capable must be chosen to take on the ruler’s duties instead.
My vaguely thought-of future suddenly seemed to appear before my eyes.
. . . I have to get married to someone.
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“You will need at least three consorts.”
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“Eh? Eeeeeh??”
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Three? Three consorts? Eh? I have to marry three people?
In my previous life, I’d never even had a boyfriend, let alone been married, and now I have to marry three people?
. . . Well, I want to be happy, and I wished for that kind of thing, but,
I didn’t ask for three!
I’m dumbfounded, and the conversation doesn’t seem to enter my head.
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“To prevent a single consort from taking over the country as a substitute for the queen,
To make sure that the country isn’t taken over,
There is a rule that three must be placed as consorts. . .”
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“Three. . .”
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I can’t. . .My thoughts aren’t coming together.
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“Two of your consort candidates have already been decided.”
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“Eh??”
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They’re already decided? I’m just hearing about the consort today?
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“Chris and Kyle.”
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“Ah.”
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I finally understand everything.
The reason my bodyguards were from the Duke and Margrave families, the reason I was told I could use them as aides.
From the beginning, my grandfather thought of them as consort candidates.
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“Chris and Kyle were originally chosen as your consort candidates.
There’s one from the shadows working as a teacher at the academy.
Lineage, talent, personality, I’ve told them to look at these over three years, and
It was instructed to reach out if there is someone suitable to be the Royal Consort.
So far, it seems that only Chris and Kyle have been approached.”
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“That’s what it was about. Do Chris and Kyle know about this?”
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“No, I haven’t informed them.
They were only prepared as candidates.
Whether to make them consorts is for Sofia to decide.
Those who will stay by your side till the end as a queen.
Choose those whom you can believe in.”
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“Grandfather. . .”
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“But, by the time of the crown prince’s nomination at sixteen,
You must have at least one fiancé.
By the time you become queen, you must have three.
Look for them with your own eyes when you enter the academy.”
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“I understand.”
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“. . . You don’t have to hurry. Find someone you can truly trust.”
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“Yes.”
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When I nod, my big grandfather embraces me, wrapping me up.
I hug him back, thinking that he must be worried.
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“It’s alright. I will choose someone who loves this country like grandfather.”
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“I see.”
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