~Abigail Brown~
"Abigail dear, this is my present for you."
"Abigail, this jewel is yours."
"You are my daughter so you deserve everything in the world."
"If this world was a story, you are no doubt the heroine."
"You are special."
Ever since a child, praises and compliments surround Abigail. Because of her brightness and beauty, she was the center of all attention.
She was deemed special.
"I- I'm special?"
When she learned that she was special, she knew that everything she did was right. She was treated like a princess by her parents, family, and friends.
She was the Marquis' perfect daughter.
One day, there was a banquet in the imperial palace.
The nineteen-year-old Abigail Brown was dolled up like a princess and she was shining in the banquet hall.
Her dress and hair were adorned by accessories and she was the most beautiful debutante of the night.
"Lady Abigail, may I have a dance?"
"Lady, can I talk with you?"
"You're so beautiful, Lady Abigail!"
Many nobles gathered and flocked around her, wanting to gain connection. Because she was the most popular of them all.
'As expected, I'm the most beautiful here.' She thought while wearing a smile.
"His highness the crown prince and Lady Deidamus have arrived!"
But one thing destroyed it all.
Suddenly, all the attention that was on Abigail's transferred on the newly-arrived princess.
Everyone's sight was on her earlier but the moment she appeared, it was gone.
"Wow, the crown princess looks dazzling as always."
"Lady Deidamus is so beautiful!!"
"I went to her tea party last time and she was so kind~!"
"Her beauty is none like other."
"The prince really loves her. Look at that gaze~!"
"She's the perfect princess."
"She's the heroine of our empire."
'Huh?
Heroine?
Her? That lady?'
Abigail glared at Eurielle.
Eurielle Deidamus was the Grand Duke's daughter, the crown prince's fiancée, and the center of all attention ever since she arrived.
No one evaded their gazes on her the moment she appeared.
She truly was beautiful.
Beautiful, to the point that Abigail felt inferior.
"No... I'm the special one.. I'm the heroine of this empire. It's not her." She clenched her fists.
Abigail felt small.
As she looked at Eurielle's position and beauty... She felt the spill of jealousy covering her entire heart slowly.
And so the moment her debut ended, she realized one thing.
"There can only be one heroine. And it will be me."
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Emotionless Princess
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