The Princess Who Was Married Off To The Prince of Slaughter In Place of Her Sister. While She Was Growing Fairies and Potatoes in The Garden of The Detached Palace, His Highness's Infatuation Began - Episode 1
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- Episode 1 - I've Been Betrothed to The Prince of Slaughter
“Ariaberta, you will marry the crown prince of the Wolfheart Kingdom as the first princess of Noble Grant. Understood?”
“……?”
Suddenly, I was summoned to the throne room and was so astonished by the words spoken by His Majesty that I couldn’t utter a sound.
“Lord Leonis is called the Prince of Slaughter and the War Demon, right? So scary… I’m glad I’m not marrying him.”
My half-sister Charlotte is twisting her beautiful face and giggling.
“Even Ariaberta, the daughter of the mistress, has finally come to be of use.”
My half-brother Bernard, with his beautiful blonde hair, brushed it back and let out a soft laugh.
“I was attacked by monsters near the border and, fortunately, was saved by the crown prince of the neighboring country. At that time, I ended up promising to marry off the princess.”
“Listening to your story, Father, I was quite surprised. The neighboring country is a poor little nation, and the crown prince himself takes up a sword and fights, his body stained with the blood of monsters, they say. I don’t want to marry someone like that.”
“That’s right. I can’t let my precious daughter marry a man like that. But a promise is a promise. That reminds me of you. Even though you’re the child of a mistress, you’re still technically a princess. Would you marry into the neighboring country in place of Charlotte?”
In the face of His Majesty’s unequivocal words, I had no choice but to nod.
Bernard and Charlotte are the children of the legal wife, and both have beautiful features, with platinum blonde hair, ice blue eyes, and porcelain-like, finely textured white skin.
In contrast, I am the daughter of a woman who worked at a café where His Majesty stopped by during his stroll through the town. I have brown hair, green eyes, an ordinary face, and my skin is moderately tanned.
Charlotte, who looks like an adorable fairy in her delicate lemon-yellow dress, and me, who is wearing my mother’s old clothes that I’ve mended.
It was clear at a glance which one was more important to His Majesty.
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