(Ah, it really scared me. At that moment I thought I would be killed by His Highness Lucas.)
I, Nora, gingerly followed them into my friend's room.
Even if Lucas, the Fifth Prince of North Country was handsome and debonair, others could never get his thoughts.
It was better not to contact him for the time being.
(Forget it. Even if I wasn't angry, maybe other girls from noble families would do something for this.)
After all, Merrill, the Second Princess of this country always gave offense to others in all senses.
She was a pretty girl when keeping silence. But once she spoke, her words would definitely make everyone annoyed.
(Especially, I hated pretty girls, this beautiful creature!)
Those pretty people could provoke me a sense of inferiority and then my behavior would betray me.
Since I was a child, I had no confidence in my appearance.
A thin figure, a little short in stature, freckles on my rough skin, narrow eyes, small nose and mouth, and messy curly hair.
Not lovely! Not lovely! Not lovely! I hated my appearance most!
My parents had been disappointed in me from the day I was born. Because I wasn't a boy who could carry on the family line.
Due to my younger brother's birth, my parents' attitude changed. They didn't care about me at all, even a little bit, so my existence value debased sharply.
I had been neglected since my childhood. I was just a loser.
I had been brought up in a noble family living close to the northern border. A poor and ugly girl… Who would be willing to marry me?
A good match would never consider me. It was all obvious.
(Those people who were willing to contract such engagement must be the widowed elders or those persons who couldn't get a legal marriage. So I had never had any illusions about my future marriage.)
I had been thinking about getting married since I became sensible. When I was a child, the ladies and daughters from other noble families always told me the same thing at the tea party. They expressed it in a very euphemistic way that I was of little value.
It totally deprived my self-confidence and then I had been stayed in the territory of our family all day and lived a miserable life.
The opportunity to change a little was the meeting with my friend, Britney.
Filled with a strong sense of inferiority, I felt unconfident and couldn't even express myself at least. However, in the face of such a person like me, she greeted me as a friend and taught me all kinds of information. Thanks to her, I learned how to dress and make up.
She also suggested our family establishing a business, together with Earl Hakusu. Thanks to her proposal, the soil and useless minerals in our territory were in great demand.
Therefore, I liked Britney much more.
As for my self-confidence, whether it had recovered or not was another matter. I still had no sense of self-affirmation. No matter how I worked hard, I was destined not to be a beauty.
So far, there was nobody who had ever recognized me. How could I have high self-esteem?
Britney was gentle, but it wasn't the same thing with my own sense of self-affirmation.
It was Merrill, the Second Princess of this country who satirized me on this point.
She had long complained about my territorial management and forced me to accept her unprecedented opinions in a gesture of goodwill. Her words were like a stab that had hurt my fragile heart and suffering soul. I felt I couldn't bear her anymore.
(I didn't want to be rebuked by people like you. Get out of here!)
With a pretty appearance, Merrill was a smart, straightforward girl who hadn't through any frustration. What's more, she had a good relationship with the opposite sex.
(I hated this perfect girl most!)
A lot of noble girls kept the same opinion. In the eyes of the world, noble daughters were nothing but such a creature.
No matter how many prospective marriage partners they had, once there was a more beautiful girl, they would never feel happy. The better that person was, the more depressed they were.
I didn't want to expose my bad character, but I couldn't help it.
(However, after Merrill's warning, I had better control it. I was never willing to be stared at by His Highness Lucas. In other words, if that person could educate his fiancee, it would not have happened! But I couldn't and dared not to blame His Highness, Lucas!)
Prince Lucas was an mysterious fellow nobody could understand his thoughts.
Did he know my secret love for Mr. Lucerne? It was a little scary.
While I had been waiting for Britney near the house, His Highness Lucas talked to me for a while.
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