My Fiancé Fell in Love with My Older Sister. After Locking Myself in My Room for Five Days, 500 Years Had Passed. - 47 - The Fate of Someone I Hated

Along with Zachs, Marcus, and Welno, I headed to the archive room and immediately picked up the book I hadn’t finished last time.

A history book about the Tsobellar Dynasty, the fall of the Tsobellar royal family, and then—

“The Woman Who Caused the Fall of Tsobellar.”

I placed the book on the writing desk, pulled out the chair, and sat down.

I traced back to the last page I had read.

“Felicia Frenzel, overwhelmed by grief, took her own life.”

(…Ah, yes. Last time, I was so shocked I screamed here.)

While I was talking with Welno, Zachs, and Marcus, Magnolia had come to visit.

I traced the page with my finger.

Before, I had been shocked when I saw it said I had taken my own life, but now that I think about it calmly, I can see the reason.

“Overwhelmed by grief, she took her own life.”

There is only one reason people would think that.

It’s because—

“Felicia, do you really…?”

“Please cancel our engagement. I can’t bear this anymore.”

(This is definitely the reason~~…!!)

Right after my sister pushed me down and made it seem like I jumped down the stairs in despair, Felix and I had that conversation.

After that, I stayed in my room for years (or that’s how it was made to look), so this must be the reason.

We had that conversation in a public area.

When I fell down the stairs, it caused a big scene and caught everyone’s attention.

There must have been many nobles there.

For a while, society—maybe even all of Tsobellar—was probably buzzing with rumors about me.
Like ‘She was so heartbroken she jumped from the stairs,’ or ‘She cried and begged to break the engagement,’ and so on.

Then I shut myself in my room.

And if that room was seen as closed off, it wouldn’t be strange if people thought Felicia had killed herself from sadness.

And now, I finally realized something.

(Oh nooooooo!!!!)

I couldn’t help but cover my face with my hands.

I never imagined that after I shut myself in my room, it would turn into a ‘tick-tock, see you in 500 years☆’ situation!!

And I had even thought, “Maybe that’s fine.”

I was jealous of my sister!!

It hurt!!

But if breaking off the engagement meant I could move on, I thought maybe it was okay!!

I never thought it would turn into a suicide story…

(That I died from heartbreak over Felix…)

Ugh, so humiliating…!!

I rested my chin on my clasped fingers without thinking.

But there’s nothing I can do now.

The past is the past. It cannot be changed.

(…Really? Or maybe, just a little?)

As I thought that far, I shook my head and told myself no, no, no.

It can’t be helped. I’ll think of it as life… not fate.

I don’t like the word ‘fate,’ so I’ll use another.

I turned the page.

From the next page on, it talked about the fall of the Tsobellar royal family—things I didn’t know.

“However, the charm cast by Arnold Abercrombie was incomplete, or maybe it didn’t work fully on Felix. Felix slowly started to distance himself from Agnes and took several noble daughters as his consorts.”

(Eh………)

The unexpected content made my eyes widen.

I read on.

“Felix took Irene, daughter of Count Aaron Spender, as a consort. But due to Agnes’s scheme, Irene lost her life. This led Aaron to vow revenge on the royal family.”

(Eh? …Eh??)

I wanted to know more details, but maybe because it was written recently, or maybe because it was about something from 500 years ago, the information wasn’t detailed—it was written like bullet points.

After that, Aaron joined with allies who had discovered new powers in secret and began a rebellion against the royal family.

This ‘new power’ meant the five-elemental magic.

Back then, the five-elemental magic wasn’t known at all—most people didn’t even know it existed.

Facing an unknown power, the royal family had no way to fight back… The castle was engulfed in flames.

The king and queen, and the final crown prince of Tsobellar, Felix, disappeared in the fire.

“…”

I already knew the Tsobellar royal family had fallen. I understood it in my head.

Still, reading about the lives of people I knew like this—it shocked me more than I expected.

As I read further, it said my sister’s whereabouts became unknown, and she was believed to have escaped abroad through the connections of Duchess Frenzel.

The book ended with the following lines:

“Agnes Frenzel, the most wicked woman of her time who brought down the Tsobellar Dynasty.
Who was she, really? Was she a spy sent to destroy Tsobellar, or a femme fatale who brought ruin to all those around her? That is something we, living in the present, may never know.”

“…Lady Felicia.”

At that moment, I heard a voice behind me and quickly looked up.

When I turned around, I saw Welno looking at me with concern.

“It’s already lunch time. What would you like to do? I’ve been calling out to you several times, but you were reading so intently…”

“I-I’m sorry… I was just a bit shocked. I can’t believe all this happened after I was gone… It’s hard to believe.”

Even now, it feels like a dream.

That castle in Tsobellar… burning?

What happened to Felix? To my sister?

As I sat there stunned, Welno gave a wry smile and shrugged his shoulders.

“No one really knows what happened at the end of the Tsobellar Dynasty. It was a long time ago… and the fire burned most of the documents too, it seems.”

“……I see.”

I’m still confused.

Felix and my sister.

I really wished both of them would just go away somewhere far~~!!! But…

Knowing they both died… and likely didn’t have a happy ending… doesn’t make me feel satisfied.

(That’s…)

I clenched my hands tightly.

(That’s not it. Definitely not.)

I left them for my own sake.

But that doesn’t mean I ever wanted them to suffer.

As I looked down at my lap, I heard another voice from behind.

“Lady Felicia. I have something I’d like to ask too.”

It was Zachs.

When I looked up, I saw him quietly watching me—his dark blue hair, thin-framed black glasses.

“Was Agnes Frenzel truly a wicked woman?”