ng off her betrothal with Lor

anger. "Lord Hank is such a nice gentleman! He is a powerful sorcerer but yet he's so kind

offered to take Rachelle around town. I asked her to observe in the dark with her own eyes. It's totally up to her to decide if

a beauty like Rachelle instead of her. Her opponent had told her it had been a known secret among the aristocrats except her because her family blocked the news from her to avoid distracting her.

would know how to react. All of Rachelle's suitors looked at her in similar ways, the doting look, the honey dripping glance. It's very easy to distin

chelle sobbed. "How I w

pretending in front of Rachelle so

t's the time I repay him!" Rachelle clapped her hand

ying hard to suppress my urge to shout 'Just leave! Do

e left the room, I rolled my eyes and flopped down on the

s. Let's call them cornerstones. Meeting Lord Hank in the tea party being one of them. In this life

p. With that the golden black crow feather I tucked in the book also fluttered to my lap. "I should hav

stepped in and said Rachelle had dreams of becoming a priestess ever since she was small. She believed that's a prophecy of some kind. Or else why would Rach

elle, but that's where Henri fell in love with her. Rachelle could not catch up with her study, so she asked for my help. In my first life, being the evil stepsister I was, I of course

love and then broke off the betrothal. Wherever Rachelle went, s

ad he really been worth it? Or had I been so fixated on him just because Rachelle once again s

atred for plotting my death with the other suitors. I felt not an ounce of jealousy when he was with Rachelle. Even when t

ed my eyes as I muttered beneath my b

ly gathering with both of our families all seated around a table, I had acted like a heart broken yet understanding ex-fiance and then accepted the sad truth that Henri wanted to marry Rachelle instea

of it anger seemed to build up in my body. Do you know how insulting that was? How humiliating w

gain! I swore to gods internally.

p but to quirk up for