Luigi, moved by the saint’s smile, nodded, but then suddenly glared at Diana as if realizing something.
“Come to think of it, that princess also spoke ill of the saint. Do you know what the princess said to the saint?”
“What did she say?”
“She told the saint that she doesn’t deserve the title of a saint! How can she utter such nonsense about the noble saint of our kingdom! Moreover, she did it under the pretext of defending a lowly marchioness!”
The saint’s compassionate face momentarily stiffened but returned to normal. The saint patted Luigi’s excited shoulders and offered a kind smile.
“Luigi, were you trying to protect me and ended up causing this trouble?”
“Yes. I can endure insults directed at me, but I simply couldn’t tolerate insults against the saint. Now that I think about it, I should properly apologize to the saint as well.”
“But, Luigi, I appreciate it, but you didn’t have to do that.”
“Excuse me?”
While Luigi was taken aback, the saint spoke in a gentle voice.
“If it’s okay, can you forgive Princess Diana completely here?”
“…Forgive her?”
“Yes. I don’t want to see Luigi getting involved in a conflict because of me. Conflict itself can make people sick. Above all.”
The saint turned her compassionate gaze towards Diana, who was kneeling.
“I unintentionally caused harm to the Royum Kingdom. So, I think I can understand Princess Diana’s feelings.”
“But, Saint! That’s not your fault; it’s the mistake of that foolish woman, Miryu!”
“I’m not an ordinary person but a saint. Even if it’s not my fault, I want to take responsibility.”
Prince Carlos asked the saint, “Then, Stella, what do you want to do?”
“Well, I think that’s something you should ask Princess Diana about.”
The saint gracefully walked towards Diana. Lowering her head towards Diana, she asked, “Princess Diana, is there a reason why you wielded violence against Luigi?”
“It’s a highly personal reason. So, there’s no need for you to forgive me, Saint.”
Then Luigi intervened, “Why are you changing your words suddenly? Wasn’t it because of the Marchioness Blanshet when you stepped forward?”
Hearing Estelle’s name, Diana flinched. Luigi, as if realizing something, cruelly smiled.
“Oh, so perhaps Marchioness Blanshet didn’t want to be involved in this?”
“It’s because of my beliefs, unrelated to the Marchioness.”
“The way you’re making excuses makes it more suspicious.”
Luigi applauded lightly and said, “Are you saying that Marchioness Blanshet ordered you to conspire against the saint?”
“No!”
“But why do you keep insisting on that? It looks too suspicious. Right, Saint—”
At that moment, the saint, who had been standing still, swayed as if she had a headache.
“Stella!”
Prince Carlos embraced the saint’s slender shoulders, supporting her. The saint, with a pale face, trembled her lips.
“Why would Marchioness Blanshet do this to me?”
“Is there any reason for her to conspire against you?”
“No, there isn’t. The Marchioness and I are close friends.”
Tears welled up in the saint’s eyes.
“Come to think of it, the Marchioness suddenly pushed me at the temple. Oh, no, forget it. Let’s consider it a misunderstanding between us.”
People around them were already sensing something was amiss. The prince held the saint and asked, “The Marchioness suddenly pushed you?”
An attendant next to Luigi swallowed nervously.
‘Didn’t the saint misunderstand and think Marchioness attacked her?’
What she witnessed was a completely different scene. The saint had pushed the Marchioness, who fell backward, bleeding.
“This won’t do. We need to properly resolve this incident. Transport Princess Royum to the royal prison.”
“Your Highness, at least not to the prison.”
“You are a distinguished guest of the royal family. You conspired against a guest; we have to investigate thoroughly.”
Carlos spoke firmly.
“This is all for the sake of the royal family.”
“It’s because of me.”
The saint blurred her words, burying her face in the prince’s chest. The hidden corners of her lips slightly curled up.
“I should have disappeared when I had the chance.”
News arrived that Princess Diana was taken to the royal prison not long after noon.
Johann asked Estelle, “Do you want to save her?”
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
