Translator: nevermoorian

Prologue

I lifted the champagne glass in my hand high.

Above the pink hair of a woman with gentle smile, I poured the champagne.

The champagne flowed down from her hair to her face, soaked her white dress.

A short silence crossing between her and me, and the noisy crowds begin to fill the party hall.

Listening to the sound, I put down the champage glass on the table.

Laughter burst out at the sight in front of me.

The smiling face was subtly distorted.

It's so much fun to see the daylight flies in a sense of contempt.

“Princess Raylene.”

I can see Iris, the pink haired woman, holding on to her face. Her face, which had been distorted by embrassment, was becoming calm again.

The sight made me laugh even more.

Don't you realize that I'm enjoying myself looking at you like this?

She soon wore the winner's mask on her face.

I laughed.

Today, this is the Thanksgiving party to celebrate the harvest. It was not a mere gathering place for young men and women of society.

It was certainly not wise for me to show this at the presence of all the elderly and young aristocrats.

I'll be criticized for being a villain again today.

But I only laughed.

The standard for a wicked woman is simply to simple.

If she's called an evil woman for such behavior, there is nothing we can do more about her.

“You know who I am, don't you? Miss Iris.”

“Did you do this because you thought I wouldn't know you?”

I waved my fan wide open as I listened to Iris.

“Did Miss Iris do that even though she knew who I was?”

“What is that….!”

“Did you really dare to say that I'm a vulgar woman, even though you know I'm a princess? You, a daughter of viscount?”

Iris's face was reddened again, as it had just turned over the champagne.

The winner's mask collapsed.

I covered my mouth with my fan as I watched her collapse.

She didn't speak straight as I said. It was only metaphorically criticized.

But the meaning of what she was trying to say didn't fade.

“I'm just saying that Princess Raylene's clothes are unusual.”

“You said it's like a dancer's attire.”

“The dress is similar in character, so….”

“I'm sure I know a lot of great designers, and you said their dresses didn't seem to match the dignity of a Duchess.”

“I told you that I think there's a better dress for the princess.”

“So did you say you would introduce a new designer to me?”

Even to hear myself, my voice was pleasant and delightful.

In fact, I'm happy to be in this position right now.

“I just gave you some advice for your dignity. I don't know how you accepted it as vulgar.”

After being subjugated several times to the same method, she still seemed unaware of the intentions I was trying to make.

“What's the difference between everything that you said with the meaning of saying that the young lady of the Duke, Raylene, comes out in an undignified clothes?”

I untie what Iris said in a twirl.

I spoke of my own disgrace in front of many people.

A lady here would never have done that.

Rather, she would be ashamed of having been criticized for her clothes.

But I had no reason to do so.

“How does Miss Iris, a viscount's daughter, have the right to judge the dignity of the Duke? I'm really curious.”

Iris bit her lips, and her broken lips grew tired.

Curly pink hair. Pink eyes that remind me of something warm. White skin that makes me wonder if she has ever been in the sun.

With all that as a sign of loveliness, she grasped her dress so hard that it exposed the bones of her two fists, and glared at me.

I'm curious.

Why does she always hate and resent me? Why would she try to get on my head?

Iris Ann Conrad, what the hell is this about?

But you can't beat me.

A sneer hovered around my mouth. Knowing it, I didn't lower my fan to cover my mouth.

In this world, she was nothing but a viscount's daughter, and I'm the only blood of the Duke in the Empire.

Why are you raising your claws on someone who's still?

I'm going to get out, so I'm just happy for you both. Can't you do that? I didn't want to do anything.

That handsome young baron over there winked at me!

“It's not my intention.”

“Wouldn't you know yet that you judged the Duke of Kandmion by your own standards, whether you intended it or not?”

I took my breath for a moment.

And looked at her face, littered with anger.

“I am Kandmion's legitimate bloodline. To insult me was to insult the Duke.”

There's a murmur of those who had become bystanders inside the party.

The evil lady threw a knife again. They will think so.

As usual, they gave justification to their actions, not to make a scene at the party and play out evil.

Society was not a place where family power was directly applied.

Lady's own personal abilities are far more important.

No matter how powerful the daughter of an important person, the one who cannot speak a word and becomes to wall flower will never be the center.

However, there were actions that could not be tolerated in such a place.

I pulled that figure out by placing them in my mouth myself.

No matter how noble and graceful she tried to humiliate me, she recognized that I was the daughter of Duke Kandmion.

One of two pillars supporting the Empire is the Kandmion, with golden branches that symbolize wealth.

“It's a misunderstanding. I'm just talking in the hope that you'll find a better designer.”

“It's my decision to judge if it doesn't matter, Miss Iris.”

It's not a matter for you to decide. It's my decision as a Princess.

It's not just Raylene who had done some wrongdoings in the past.

The people were mixed up with this kind of behavior, but there were those who believed in and followed that kind of people even though they were corrupted by evil. And what could be the reason?

Money and power are the best in the world.

The ordinary lady would have been ashamed to be pointed out, but I'm different.

I've been living in Korea for 30 years, so I have a very strong mental condition.

You're a real thug today….

“What's the fuss about?”

He appeared again.

The hero in this novel.

The law of every novels. If the female lead is defeated, the hero comes to her rescue.

Frederick continued to extend his hands to save Iris again today.

The crown prince hurriedly took a handkerchief out of his arms and wiped Iris' face.

Iris loosened her white, biting lips. She looked up at Frederick with relief. His eyes were friendly and warm.

Frederick turned his eyes and glared at me.

The tenderness toward Iris has long gone. As you can see, his face contained disgust.

“Raylene. Until when do you intend to cause a commotion?”

The brilliant silver hair, which seemed to have been drawn by the craftsman by his own hands, sparkled as they reflected the light at the party.

My eyes seemed to have dropped red paint onto the water.

His facial line, straight nose, tightly closed lips. It all seemed to represent a male lead's character.

However, despite his stubborn face, there was a beauty that caught people's eyes.

This man was showing the image of an absolute beauty.

“A commotion? A commotion … did you say anything to me?”

He's handsome. He still looks good even when he's glaring at me. I think I know why this villainess hang herself on this man.

But! So what If he's handsome! His personality is the worst.

Even if he did a hero show for Iris now, I knew what he was like.

The fact that he had the audacity to have a brazen affair with Iris when he was engaged to Raylene in the past.

The fact that he hated and insulted Raylene, who was his fiancée.

“You're so arrogant.”

“It's quite different to be arrogant and confident about yourself. I hope you know that.”

You're the one who turned a Princess into a Villainess.

I would have broken my engagement with you, I'll go through the world and marry a man who's better than you.

T/N: So, here's the new series. This one was satisfying to translate. I'm sorry for any mistakes.

I'm testing the water with this chapter, so please give your feedback!

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