“It seems the idiot chamberlain has found the letter.”
Those were the first words of her husband after being caught in an affair.
A piece of trash who had a kind face but was fooling around with Belisa’s younger sister.
“It was fate that Eleanor gave birth to our successor.”
“Die, Frederick.”
Confined, her body broken and childless, Belisa had only one choice:
to turn back time and go back.
“Eleanor is so happy to have her sister!”
“It’s your turn now, you filthy bastard.”
Belisa swore to herself in front of her younger sister Eleanor the moment she opened her eyes.
She would send these bastards to hell.
“A princess’s most important use isn’t such trivial things.”
“What do you mean…”
“Being able to screw over that damn royal family is the most important use.”
She joined hands with Archduke Lucian, a man who hated the royal family.
