One peaceful day, she was suddenly kidnapped, having been mistaken for the Grand Duke’s wife.
Of all things, why did she have to share the same name and face as me?
“It’s not me! Really, it isn’t! You’ve got the wrong person! I don’t know who you’re looking for, but I swear I’m not her!”
She tried denying it outright, tried running away, even tried sneaking around to find proof.
Yet—
“I truly cannot understand what it is you’re thinking, my lady.”
The Grand Duke’s misunderstanding only grew deeper. And so, if she wanted to return home, she had no choice but to play the role of his wife.
But maybe she got too immersed in her act.
“What wish did you make?”
“That my lady… would stay by my side forever.”
Or maybe… he was simply too kind.
“For as long as Your Grace permits it—”
“…”
“I’ll remain here.”
The moment a peasant orphan girl from the mountains mistook the Grand Duke’s affection for her own—
“—We’ve found the Grand Duchess who had gone missing.”
…it was time for the fake to leave.
