Chapter 3: Where is the Villainess Guild! I’ll Sue
First, I tried various methods to dissolve the engagement with the First Prince.
However, this “contract” that was made with the royal family cannot be overturned by the decision of a Duke’s daughter alone.
The power balance is like a waterfall, with the royal family at the top.
The social hierarchy, the monarchy, they were formidable!
In the first place, this engagement itself was formed because the queen said, “My child is a bit foolish, so I need a reliable fiancé.”
My opinion doesn’t matter.
Oh? Aren’t I quite the victim being burdened with a foolish person?
Roque-sama, who is the first prince of this country, has silky red hair and handsome brown eyes. His appearance is splendid, to say the least.
Other than that, he doesn’t really have any remarkable qualities.
When we were children, his arrogant attitude and impudent way of speaking were still cute.
[You are the one my mother has chosen, so I will reluctantly make you my bride!]
That’s what the brat said. He is the same age as me, and even now, at sixteen, his arrogant attitude hasn’t changed.
With a self-centered mindset, his academic and sword skills are decent, but unfortunately, he is arrogant and has a bad reputation with women.
It seems he likes my appearance, but he enjoys entertaining many young ladies, even though he has a fiancée.
When we meet at parties, his attitude is like, “Do you also want to join this circle? Of course, you do.” It’s truly unpleasant.
He should meet the heroine and have a change of heart, but for now, it’s quite disappointing.
Lately, he has been looking at me with lewd eyes, so I wholeheartedly refuse to marry such a prince.
It was impossible for me to reform Prince Roque. Because there is no love.
I want to give the heroine to him as soon as possible.
I don’t mind even if the congratulatory gift is as extravagant as the Marcus Duke buying a castle.
I absolutely want a peaceful dissolution of the engagement!
With that in mind, once I entered the school, I planned to persuade the heroine from the first day and openly nurture love.
However, tragedy struck.
“Why isn’t she here?! If the heroine isn’t here, there won’t be anyone to marry the prince!”
With my pale blue hair in disarray, I was overwhelmed by despair.
What am I even without the heroine?!
I’ve become a failed villainess!
This is absurd!
If there were a Villainess Guild or something, I would file a formal complaint!
Tears flowed like heavy rain.
Let’s not worry about whether these tears are ladylike or more masculine; at this point, it doesn’t matter.
Even when I failed an exam in my past life, I didn’t cry this much.
“Uuuh. . .! No, I don’t want to marry that prince. And I don’t want to die.”
I sat on the floor and let my tears flow.
But there was someone here who would wipe away my tears.
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