The Executed Saint Reincarnates as a Princess and is Loved by Her Older Brothers - Episode 10

Angela’s purple eyes sparkled.

Why is my family so happy about something like this?

When Juliet was the saint of the Coral Kingdom, she was hardly ever praised.

Because she was an orphan whose parents were unknown, Juliet, who was slandered as a lowly saint with an unknown origin, had been subjected to cold stares ever since she entered the temple.

From Crown Prince Nathan, I was scorned with, “How can I respect a commoner saint?!” and lamented, “A woman of higher nobility should stand beside me…!”

If you offer prayers to the goddess as part of your daily duties, you will be mocked as being petty for pretending to pray.

If you are suffering from the backlash of using healing powers, you were accused of faking illness to skip volunteer activities.

Even though I poured all my effort into healing their wounds and illnesses, instead of being thanked, I was scolded to get it done faster.

Even a saint cannot heal many people at once. The temple selected those who were permitted to receive healing.

I realize now that the temple might have charged patients before and after that treatment.

If a priest were to demand money from a patient who came to them asking to be cured of their illness or injury under the pretext of a donation, it would explain their displeased attitude.

The patient side had the perception that it was only natural to be cured since they had paid an exorbitant fee, and they might have found it infuriating that a saint would demand something in return, considering it greedy.

For those who couldn’t afford the high donations and thus couldn’t receive treatment, she might have been hated as a proud saint who only dealt with the wealthy.

I was strictly told by the priest not to get involved in worldly matters like the exchange of money, and that the saint should only focus on healing, so I wasn’t informed about any interactions between the temple and the patients.

Back then, no matter what I did, I was never thanked… and yet…

The current family is different.

Angela is happy just because she crawled. She’s praised without reservation just because she stood up.

Thinking that, I felt a warm, fuzzy sensation deep in my heart.

“Ah! Ugh!”

This “Ah! Uh!” means “Thank you, big brothers!”

Unfortunately, the meaning didn’t get across, but the adorable babbling made all the brothers smitten.

“Angela is really good at chatting.”

“It seems like he’ll start talking any moment now.”

“I wonder what Angela will say first? I hope it’s ‘Gabriel big brother’!”

That’s quite difficult…

“If Angela called me ‘Michel big brother,’ I would cry too…”

Even just imagining it, Michelle already had tears in her eyes and placed her hand on her chest.

“Yeah, just ‘Mi’ is fine. Just ‘Mi’ is all I want you to call me.”

“I’d be fine with just ‘ra’ too. I just want to be called with that one word.”

The hurdle has suddenly been lowered.

If it’s just that much… I might be able to say it?

“Ah! Ah!”

Angela desperately tried to move her tongue, which wouldn’t cooperate, and struggled to make a sound.

Today, for the first time, I was able to hold on and stand, and somehow, I feel like I can do it.

Desperately prying open the throat that won’t let anything through, I move my toothless mouth with all my might.

After much hardship and struggle, Angela finally succeeded in speaking words for the first time in her life.

“Mom!”

I did it!

The three princes collapse to their knees.

Without mercy, she passed by her brothers and crawled straight to her mother, Josephine.

“Oh, Angela. What a good girl you are.”

Josephine smiled gracefully and lifted Angela onto her lap.

Mother!

While the mother and daughter were happily playing, the princes, who had been kneeling in despair, stood up grinding their teeth.

“No, not yet. We can’t call it a first word yet. It might just be a coincidence.”

“Ah, there are times when you mishear things, you know.”

“Did you say something? Raphael, Michelle.”

Ignoring her sons who were whispering their grudges, Josephine stroked Angela’s bright golden hair.

“Sweet Angela. If you continue to grow up healthy like this, I don’t wish for anything else.”

You don’t… want anything else…?

In my past life, no matter how hard I tried, I was never rewarded.

No matter how long Juliet prayed in the freezing cold temple, she was never thanked. No matter how much she sacrificed to heal the people, she was never praised.

Even so, my brothers just stand there and praise me, and my mother just wishes for my health.

The love that her family in this world gives her feels strange to Angela, who has memories of a troubled past, and she can’t get used to it.

But… happiness…

The love that asks for nothing in return is delightful, and my heart gradually warms up.

The day Angela first experienced the warmth of family, she gently savored her happiness.

The news that “Princess Angela has started standing while holding onto things” spread like wildfire, and soon everyone in the palace knew about it.