The Executed Saint Reincarnates as a Princess and is Loved by Her Older Brothers - Episode 22
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- Episode 22 - Fifth Birthday
The room for the emperor’s only daughter is covered in pearl-colored wallpaper.
The furniture and decor were all unified with items based on pastel colors.
A table with cat’s paw legs, chairs, and a sofa. A bed with a lace canopy spreading out in a half-spherical shape. The high-quality interior, combined with the sunlight streaming in from the south-facing window, makes the room look even brighter.
In front of the large three-way mirror, Angela, who had slipped into the brand-new dress gifted by her mother, was gazing intently at her own reflection.
I had a faint feeling… that it might be so…
Staring intently at the mirror, Angela let out a sigh.
Angela, am I… too cute…?!
It is said that human vision only develops to the level of an adult by the age of five.
In other words, Angela, who celebrated her fifth birthday today, can finally be said to have acquired adult-level vision.
When I see my own reflection in the mirror with that clear vision──another sigh escapes my lips.
Smooth skin as white as snow. Large, clear eyes like amethyst inlaid with gemstones. Eyelashes so long they make a sound when they flutter, as if she were an exquisitely crafted porcelain doll.
The wavy, voluminous hair is a shiny blonde. Just in terms of hair color, it is very similar to that of the first prince, Michel, among the three brothers.
In the mirror, there was a perfectly adorable girl who had no blind spots from any angle—front, back, sides, or diagonally.
“In my past life, I was often ridiculed for my appearance, so I can’t believe that such a beautiful girl is actually me…”
Juliet’s hair color was white blonde.
When I was an orphan, I was malnourished and very thin, with no luster in my hair or skin, but even after entering the temple, not much changed.
Juliet’s hair, which was forced to be in a state of austere poverty, neglected and not allowed to be properly cared for, has been ridiculed as “a dull color like an old woman” and “faded mouse gray.”
“Now that I think about it, it was quite rude of me…”
Back then, being looked down upon was the norm, and I didn’t pay much attention to it, but upon reconsideration, it was quite disrespectful towards the saint.
I’m not saying you have to flatter me excessively, but at the very least, you could have shown a bit more basic courtesy.
Is it because of Juliet’s memories? Even though I have been reborn as an outstandingly beautiful girl like Angela, no matter how much I am praised for my appearance, I can’t quite see it as myself.
Far from getting carried away, I become so embarrassed and ticklish that I can’t stand it.
“Besides, this…”
Angela gently placed her hand on her neck.
I slightly lift the neckline of the luxurious dress made entirely of lace and look at myself in the mirror.
“As expected, it looks just like a stigmata.”
What is engraved on Angela’s neck is a red mark shaped like a rose.
Since I started using a mirror to check for myself, I’ve confirmed it many times, but it still seems to resemble the stigmata that was on Juliet’s shoulder in my past life.
“It seems like the color is getting darker and darker…”
The birthmark that I thought would fade with age has not only not faded but has become even more pronounced.
It’s strange, but of course, I don’t think it’s a real stigmata.
“Because Angela is a person from the Empire. There’s no way she could be the saint of the Kingdom.”
As long as Angela is a princess of the Sapphire Empire, this birthmark is probably just a coincidence.
Even so, I somehow feel shy about being seen by others, so I always wear dresses that cover my neck.
It is inappropriate for a princess to expose more skin than necessary, so she is not particularly suspected.
Only a few people, like the maids who have taken care of her since she was little, know that Angela has a flower-shaped birthmark.
“Even when I get older, I’ve decided not to wear off-shoulder dresses.”
With that determination, Angela turned to look at the closet behind her.
Even in this room alone, there are plenty of dresses suitable for the season, but there are two more dressing rooms for Angela within the palace.
From time to time, the three brothers shower her with gifts… The dresses and accessories they have given her are so numerous that even three rooms combined can’t hold them all.
“I… I’m being spoiled too much… aren’t I…?”
Even though several years have passed since being born as Angela in the empire, the memories of being Juliet are still vivid.
I have not forgotten my impoverished childhood in the orphanage or the life in the temple where I was looked down upon even after becoming a saint.
Five years had passed since the start of her luxurious life as a princess, but she still couldn’t seem to get used to the extravagance.
“Those who do not work shall not eat, right? It was the same at the orphanage and the temple!”
Among the noble princesses, the spirit of the common people and the tenacity of weeds thrived endlessly.
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