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 When they reached the front of the Royal palace, it was already crowded with many carriages.

"It's a huge crowd."

"After all, it's a gathering of nobles from all over the country. We of the four great Dukes can enter through a special entrance, so there's nothing to worry about."

"Yes, Father."

Ortansia sighed as she peered out from the carriage curtain.

'At last, we're at the royal palace.'

The place where Ortansia's life ended. She had absolutely no good memories of the place. If possible, she never wanted to come to the Palace again.

Just the sight of the majestic buildings of the royal palace made her tremble a little.

'Unn... I didn't come here to die, I came here to survive.'

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Today is just a preview. Her father and brother were together with her, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

Ortansia told herself this and took a deep breath.

" Are you nervous?"


Suddenly asked by Gerard, Ortancia replied in a flipped-out voice.

The Duke chuckled at that reaction.

"There's no need to be so nervous. You are my proud daughter.I won't let anyone complain"


'I knew I could rely on my father and brother.'

Ortansia nodded broadly, feeling deeply grateful to have the two of them on her side.

'Even My father seems to be in good spirits right now, But why…'

Just a few years later, he fell ill and never recovered. Not having much contact with her father, Ortansia, who was in the royal palace when her father fell ill, did not know what happened to him.

'But now I might be able to change my father's fate. No, I must change it!"

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After her first life, Ortansia loved her father and brother much more than before.

That was why she wanted to protect them as well as herself.

"It looks like we have arrived. Come on, give me your hand."

"Thank you, Father."

Ortánsia got out of the carriage with her hand in father's hand.

She looked up and saw the majestic royal palace towering above her.

Taking a deep, calming breath, Ortansia willingly stepped forward.

 They passed through the gate, which was an entrance reserved for high-ranking Nobles and seemed to differ from the route taken by many of the Nobles who had come for their New Year's audiences.

Although the front of the building was crowded with people, there was not a soul to be seen in the corridor where they were now proceeding, except for a few guards.

'That's how much the royal family doesn't want to spoil the mood of the four great dukes.'

The four great ducal families have been famous since the founding of the country, and we're all related to the royal family.

If a daughter is born to one of the four great dukes, she will naturally be considered for marriage to a member of the royal family of the appropriate age, and conversely there have been many cases of princesses marrying into one of the four great Ducal Family.

 In other words, if the four grand Dukes were displeased, there is no lack of possibilities for them to claim the right to the throne and rebel.

The royal family was probably afraid of this and will not fail to give special treatment to the four great dukes.

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While She was idly thinking about such things, she was about to step into the antechamber, a little behind her father and brother


Ortansia heard a voice from above, and she reflexively looked up.

Then she froze.

 A boy spotted Ortansia and ran down the spiral staircase with a single-minded determination.

The... figure was familiar.

'Yes, this is the royal palace. If I came here, of course I could run into him!'

She had run away.

She knew that, but her feet don't move, as if they are rooted to the ground.

 In the meantime, the boy came down the spiral staircase and came right in front of Ortansia.

He happily held Ortansia's hand and his eyes lit up.

"I've finally met you, Sia! I knew it wasn't a dream!"

In contrast to the boy, who was showing his joy with his whole body, Ortansia was so pale that she looked as if she was about to collapse at any moment.

The boy, not noticing Ortansia's state of mind, continued to press the issue.

"Did you forget about me? It's Viktor! We played together at the secret base!"

 How could she forget him? The boy in front of her - Prince Viktor - was deeply involved in Ortansia's death in her first life.

It was no exaggeration to say that he was the person she must not get involved with the most in order to survive her second life. Ortansia couldn't help but curse her own carelessness.

'Not once, but twice. How could I have met him much earlier than I met him in my first life!'

"Does being here mean that Sia is also a child of Nobility? Only high-ranking nobles use this passage, right? Which family is Sia from?"

Viktor asked questions in rapid succession with a look of great interest.

At that attitude, Ortansia trembled with fear.

'Oh no, no, no, no!'

Ortansia didn't want him to develop an interest in her.

He must never, ever mention Ortansia's name at the stage of gathering candidates for the queen!

'What should I do?'

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The more she thought about it, the more her thoughts became tangled and the more nervous she became.

Perhaps Ortansia's thinking was suspicious, Viktor reached out to touch her face.

 Reflexively, Ortansia squeezed her eyes shut.

Immediately afterwards…

"What are you doing?"

A low, cold voice echoed, as if it was about to turn the whole area into frozen earth.

Ortansia opened her eyes with trepidation, and what she saw was a reliable back… her brother Gerard, standing in front of Viktor as if he was protecting Ortansia.

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