In the grand room, Count Croyso was deep in conversation with a man dressed in amber when the door opened, drawing his gaze. Upon seeing Charlotte and her party, his concern was immediate. Had Miranda caused trouble again? His frown deepened.The young man opposite him, with sword-like eyebrows and eyes as dark as pearls, turned instinctively. The shimmering silver threads in his amber attire and the luminous pearl in his belt marked him as someone of wealth. His curious gaze landed on the youngest among them—Miranda. Could she be the infamous Miss Miranda?Charlotte, suppressing her anger, declared, "Count, if Miss Miranda isn't punished severely this time, I cannot continue as her teacher! Her behavior is outrageous, beyond anything I've ever witnessed!" Her outburst painted a vivid picture of Miranda's supposed defiance.With an outsider present, Charlotte's anticipation of a doubled reward grew.Count Croyso rubbed his temples, "What happened?" He dreaded the answer, especially wit
“What is this?” Count Croyso sneered, throwing an old poetry book in front of Charlotte. “This poem, written by my wife Anna ten years ago, was well-known. You stole it and slandered my daughter. What have you done to her in private?”His anger, a result of battlefield experiences, overwhelmed Charlotte, who collapsed in terror.“Count Croyso, I didn’t know... I... I was just following orders...” Charlotte stammered, crying. “Please, spare me!”The Countess entered, noting Charlotte's distress. “My lord, madam Liudmila has invited the ladies of Croyso Estate to view rare peonies in five days. Few in the capital are invited.” She feigned surprise at Charlotte's state. “What happened here?”Ignoring her, Count Croyso demanded, “Who told you to slander my daughter?”Could this man implicate her? The Countess was alarmed. If Count Croyso found out she had instructed the tutor to frame Miranda, she would be finished. Thinking quickly, she hurriedly said, "Someone instructed Mr. Charlotte to
"Mother, why did you give such fine fabrics to Miranda? And an entire set of gold and ruby jewelry too!" In the room, Selena was picking out her attire and jewelry for the flower-viewing banquet. Although the items before her were all luxurious and no less exquisite than Miranda's, she couldn't help but feel indignant. How could that little wretch deserve the same treatment as her?"She is currently the apple of your father's eye. I can't openly mistreat her. Besides, what are you worried about? With her looks, even dressed in gold and silver threads, it's a waste! Do you really fear she could outshine you?"The Countess chided, knowing well that the clothes had been tampered with. "Don't think I don't know what you're after. You're still thinking about the heir of the Sheffield family, aren't you? I've told you, your father wants to betroth Miranda to him!""Father favors her in everything and even punishes me for that little wretch!" New and old grievances surged in Selena's heart as
On the day of the flower-viewing banquet, Earl Croyso left early to attend to his official duties. With him away, the Countess gladly used her illness as an excuse to avoid sending Miranda off.Selena, disdaining the idea of being seen with Miranda, made an excuse to leave early with another young lady.Thus, in the end, Miranda was left to attend the banquet alone in her carriage.This was just to Miranda's liking, sparing her from any potential trouble Selena might cause on the way.Upon arriving at the palace gates and stepping out of her carriage, Miranda walked directly into Lady Liudmila's back garden where the banquet was being held.After inquiring about Selena’s whereabouts from a maid, Miranda walked towards the wisteria trellis nearby.Before she even got close, she heard Selena’s voice from a distance, “You haven’t seen my sister Miranda, have you? She’s always hiding her face behind long bangs because she’s too ashamed to show herself. She’s like a ghost, never to be seen,
Knowing that the entire courtyard was watching her, Miranda still smiled, neither humble nor arrogant. She had achieved the shocking effect she wanted. Now, she didn’t need to do anything but continue to display her elegance and composure, which was already a heavy slap in the face to Selena and Andrew. With graceful steps, she approached Selena and said sweetly.“Sister, won’t you introduce me?”Selena was so furious that she could barely maintain her smile. Her hand, hidden in her sleeve, was already twisting a handkerchief beyond recognition.At this moment, a woman in a brocade floral dress brushed past Miranda, stepping hard on her foot and twisting it.Then, in an exaggerated manner, she feigned shock and said, “Oh, I’m sorry, Miss Miranda, I didn’t mean to step on you. It was an accident! You won’t blame me, will you?”Her raised eyebrows and eyes were openly provocative, waiting for Miranda to react.Everyone was already paying attention to this side, especially since the woman
At this moment, Miranda suddenly cried out in panic, "Oh no, I'm doomed now!""Now you realize it? Too late!" June sneered."Miss June’s reminder suddenly jogged my memory. Yesterday, the maids in my courtyard were arguing, and I scolded them. I thought it was no big deal at the time, but now I realize it's a great disrespect!" Miranda counted on her fingers, looking distressed. "My courtyard is in the Earl's mansion, which belongs to my father. I should have reported this to my father for him to handle. The mansion is in the capital, which belongs to the kingdom, and the king is our ruler. So my father should report this to the king, who would make the final decision. But I handled it privately... I never intended to overstep my father, let alone disrespect the king... What should I do?"Her eyes filled with tears, she glanced around in panic, looking pitiful and heart-wrenching.Idiot! June scoffed, "Two maids arguing in your courtyard is a trivial matter. You don't need to escalate
In the silence, Miranda felt everyone's gaze on her. One particular stare from the front felt indifferent yet sharp, like a blade.The most important thing now was to resolve the predicament. Biting her lip, Miranda focused on the paper. Writing more was impossible, and arguing with Selena would only make her a joke. Should she write another poem?Miranda shook her head.The first line already had several characters. Creating a new poem about the borderlands on the spot would be too difficult. Suddenly, an idea struck her, and she decided to finish the poem.The courtyard was filled with whispers, and Andrew sneered. "Selena wrote the poem, yet Miranda dares to copy it. Isn't that shameless? Her calmness is truly impressive!""Lord Andrew, aren't you jumping to conclusions? I'm sure my poem and Selena's are different." Miranda's clear voice resonated."Beyond the red river’s flow, where silent clouds do drift, A lone fortress stands among the peaks, so stern and stiff. The flute’s mo
Earlier, Miranda publicly, in an instant, endowed the poem with deeper meaning, showcasing her exceptional talent. Everyone was already puzzled as to why Miranda, with such talent, would need to steal Selena's poem.Now, hearing the Duke of Veylar's words, they suddenly realized: this poem was likely originally written by Miranda, but had been claimed by Selena, who then falsely accused Miranda of plagiarism. Such despicable character!The yellow-clad attendant nearby sneered, "Daring to deceive everyone in public! Does she think everyone here is blind? "Miranda suddenly stepped forward, respectfully bowing to Reginald, and gently said, "Please, my lord, forgive her. My sister did not mean to offend. This is merely a word game we often play at home, where we take each other's poems and slightly alter them to create new ones. I suppose my third sister, seeing the pleasant atmosphere today, got carried away."This was clearly an excuse to exonerate Selena.Selena's false accusation had
The man in black twisted Miranda's arm with one hand and held a dagger across her with the other. He jerked his chin toward Molly, signaling her to open the door. His grip on the dagger only tightened.Molly glanced worriedly at her miss before stepping forward to open the door.Standing outside was the regal and elegant Queen Dowager, flanked by Margaret and others—Selena stood nearby.The moment the door opened and the Queen Dowager saw Miranda being held hostage, her expression changed drastically. She shouted, “Who are you? How dare you seize a noble lady? Release her at once!”“Oh, how dearly the Queen Dowager treasures this Miss Croyso,” the man in black sneered. “Good. If Your Grace doesn’t want anything to happen to her, then cooperate and help us get out of the palace. With your seal, I don’t suppose it’ll be difficult? Once we’re somewhere safe, we’ll let her go. How about that?”“Your Grace, you mustn’t!” Margaret cried urgently. “These assassins are after His Majesty’s lif
Hearing those words, Miranda finally let out a breath of relief.The fact that the King was willing to assign her tasks meant he had accepted her explanation.Of course, the King would not so easily trust her loyalty; she would still need to prove herself through her future actions. But at least, for someone like her—cornered by the Queen Mother with no way out—there was now a glimmer of hope ahead.As long as the King truly intended to oppose the Queen Mother, and as long as she could assist him in bringing her down, Miranda would be able to regain her freedom and no longer live under the Queen Mother's control."I understand. I will strictly follow Your Majesty's instructions," Miranda replied. "I used an excuse to leave earlier, and I cannot be away for too long. If there are no further orders, I shall take my leave."The King watched Miranda’s retreating figure in silence.Because of that familiar face, he couldn’t help but pay her a little more attention, though he did not show i
"Miranda?"The King, who had just risen to his feet, slowly sat back down, frowning slightly. After a moment, he said, "Let her come forward."Guided by Giles, Miranda approached gracefully and knelt in salute. "Greetings, Your Majesty."The King studied her closely, trying to guess her intentions. "You asked to see me. What is it you wish to say?""I..." Miranda hesitated, carefully choosing her words."Your Majesty's teachings remain engraved in my heart. Yet, in this world, eight or nine out of ten things do not go as one wishes," Miranda answered calmly, her head bowed. Slowly, she lifted her gaze and caught sight of a sheet of paper on the table. Daringly, she picked it up with a gentle motion. The King silently watched her actions."For a piece of paper," she said softly, "its greatest wish would be to remain pure and untouched — neither stained by ink nor creased by water. Yet once a hand reaches out and soaks it in ink or water, the paper has no strength to resist."She did no
That day, the King came to pay his respects at the Queen Dowager’s palace. The Queen Dowager ordered tea to be served.A young lady stepped forward, dressed in a gown of pale blue silk—the soft, mist-like color seemed steeped in delicate light, graceful and ethereal. Her hair ornaments matched in hue, adorned with teardrop-shaped tassels that swayed gently with her movements, catching the light like liquid glass. Her skin was fair as porcelain, her features fresh and luminous, like a lotus emerging from clear waters.Her simple attire, serene beauty, and quiet elegance gave the impression of a cool spring flowing through a sweltering day—soothing and refreshing.When the King saw that the one serving tea was Miranda, he paused. His gaze lingered briefly on her attire, on her calm expression, on the faint scent of perfume that wafted near. His eyes flickered with a shadowed gleam as he said with a faint smile, “I heard Miss Miranda fell ill shortly after entering the palace, and has be
Miranda was filled with doubts.Zachary had taken a liking to her and, without even asking her opinion, went straight to the Queen to request a royal marriage decree. The Queen Dowager fancied her and instantly ordered her into the palace as a companion. They were all powerful figures—so why was it that when Reginald liked her, he remained so silent? So composed? Why hadn’t she sensed even the slightest hint of his feelings?Even after hearing about her engagement to Sheffield, he simply vanished from her world. Aside from that one moment—when he stumbled into her chambers feverish and disoriented—he never once made a move. He didn’t even try to interfere with the betrothal between the Croyso family and Sheffield.Weren’t people like them always forceful and self-indulgent in love and power alike? And Reginald, with his flamboyant and unrestrained nature—why had he acted so differently?Her head throbbed. With a shake, she tried to banish the thoughts. There was a clear disparity in s
In that faintly charged, ambiguous atmosphere, Reginald’s ears suddenly twitched. He had caught the faint sound of footsteps approaching. His expression changed instantly. He gave Miranda a small nod, pulled up his hood, and with a light, soundless leap, landed on the windowsill. With one hand gripping the ledge, he gave a pull—and in the next breath, his figure vanished from sight.Miranda understood at once and quietly closed the window.***It was deep into the night. No stars, no moon—only utter darkness.Miranda lay upon soft pillows, her eyes shut tightly. Beads of sweat gathered on her pale, smooth forehead, soaking into her hairline. Her head moved slightly from side to side, as if trying to shake something off. Her sleep was uneasy.She dreamt of many things from the past.Foolishness from a previous life. The days in the Croyso household, sharing what felt like a mother-daughter bond with her stepmother. Hans’s sweet lies after she married with him—and her naïve, wholehearte
“Although His Majesty shows great respect and deference to the Queen Dowager, and her position in the palace seems untouchable,” Miranda said firmly, “if their relationship were truly as unshakable as it appears, then why would she need to use me as a pawn? That alone tells me—they don’t fully trust each other. I’m convinced there’s a rift between them.”Her eyes gleamed with quiet intelligence.“Besides, the Queen Dowager is from House Blackwell. So is the Queen. If Prince Zachary ascends the throne, the maternal family’s power will be overwhelming. Lord Reginald, tell me—could the King possibly feel at ease with that? Don’t you think he might also want to bring down the Queen Dowager and the Blackwell family?”If the answer to all of those questions was yes—then that was her opportunity.Especially when she recalled that moment at the Croyso estate—how the King, upon first seeing her, had lost his composure and shattered his teacup. Yet in the Queen Dowager’s hall, he had greeted he
“Miranda, what do you intend to do?” he asked cautiously, probing her thoughts.Miranda didn’t answer directly. Instead, she returned the question, “What do you think I should do, Lord Reginald?”“Just as you said, the Queen Dowager is ruthless and cunning. She doesn’t care if she destroys you in the process. So, Miranda, don’t confront her head-on. Evade her, pretend even, let her think she’s won—just don’t suffer for nothing!” That was the real reason Reginald had come today—to warn her. Earlier, he’d gone to the palace to attend council with the King and was granted leave to walk in the royal gardens afterwards. That gave him the opportunity to send Miranda a message, even now, to meet her here in person.Though he’d already passed along a warning through a young eunuch, he had still worried something might go wrong. That’s why he had been hiding near the gazebo all along, ready to intervene if needed.He had seen everything with his own eyes.In the end, it was Selena who suffered
A pair of soft, deep-set eyes turned to Miranda, glittering with charm as a smile curled across his lips.Miranda turned and saw him, immediately realizing that this man had probably climbed in through a window again.He was putting on an act as usual. With a trace of exasperation, she stepped forward and curtsied: “Lord Reginald.”Reginald glanced at Molly and waved his hand, motioning for her to leave.Molly hesitated—how could she dare leave?Reginald gave her a half-smile, half-sneer: “What are you frozen for? Do you think I’m going to devour your miss?”Miranda gave a subtle nod, and Molly reluctantly backed out.“Lord Reginald, sneaking into the Queen Dowager’s territory? Aren’t you worried that by tomorrow, rumors about the two of us will be all over the capital?” Miranda smiled once the room was clear.R