In a kingdom named Drachentia, there lived a kind-hearted Princess that earned the nickname Drachentia Kingdom’s Winter Flower. Born from the esteemed Duke of Mountravven family. Her name is Fuschia Mountravven. However, after becoming a Crown Princess, her nature was exposed. She was an immoral and cruel woman. The various heinous acts that she hid behind the mask of a ‘princess with a gold heart’ were exposed at the birth of her first son, which proved to be the result of adultery. Apart from tarnishing the honor name of the Royal Family, Fuschia also poisoned the Crown Prince, her husband, to cover her tracks. "Kill that vile woman who betrayed and poisoned the Crown Prince!" Cheers from the crowd gathered in the execution area. Fuschia's dark blue hair that had once gleamed as beautiful as night, matted and dirty like a rat hair in a gutter. Her tongue was burned with a hot iron and then sprinkled with salt. The proper punishment for a woman with a poison

“And isn't it about time you could stand up on your own, Crown Princess? When I was your age and became the Crown Princess, I was able to contribute to-… so you-… should- ” Blah blah blargh. "Hoa~ m," Fuschia yawn, wildly. "Your Highness the Crown Princess!" Marchioness Bellrose, one of Her Majesty the Queen's lady-in-waiting snaped at Fuschia. And so does the other lady-in-waiting. Fuschia watched their eyes muscles bulge as if they were about to explode. If not for the influence of Her Majesty the Queen behind them, they would not have dared to rebuke a Crown Princess who had a higher status in the public as it is today. Clink! Her Majesty the Queen put down the cup quite loud. It is a sign. "Really. What's wrong with you, Crown Princess?" Asked the Queen with a worried face as if she cared. Not like Fuschia doesn’t know that the Queen was irritated. 'Madame Bellrose and the Queen's other ladies-in-waiting. They

There is a subtle tension in the air. Both Fuschia and that guard refused to back down. Fuschia hates this situation, even more, when she clearly remembers that when there is Hayden's presence, they do not dare to act this way to her.“But, where are your guards, Your Highness?” This one guard is quite observant.“Is he one of Hayden's people? Shit. How many of Hayden's men are in this castle alone?!”“Hmm... it turns out that they are doing their job so well that you don't even notice them. My bodyguard observes us from their hiding spot. What? You don't think that I, a Crown Princess, am walking around alone without bodyguards, do you?”“Of course not, Your Highness. You… can enter. Please, next time bring your permit badge.” Asked that one guard with respect.Finally, they opened the door. The sound of the door creaking echoed throughout the room. The cold air of the large empty roo

Fuschia clench her fist as Elysian began to talk.“That story… really intriguing. Where did you hear that story, Your Highness?”“Nah, it’s just from a romantic novel I read. So, just tell me, what kind of magic does the husband used?”“Well, I think there’s no magic involvement in this case.”“Impossible! Then what about when she slept with another man who had her husband's face? Isn't the wife being tricked with magic like hypnosis?”“What is hypnosis, Your Highness? That’s the first time I heard that word.” Elysian face look troubled. He became restless.“Ah! Are there no hypnosis in this world?” Fuschia drummed the table,“Hypnosis is a kind of magic to manipulate human brain. So the victim always obeys when they asked to do something. Like being controlled. Like being a puppet. That's why the wife feels that sh

After dismissing her chambermaid unilaterally, Fuschia stuck in her room all day. Her apparent reason is that there are no servants to serve her needs such as changing clothes, grooming, and so on. For that reason, she missed the tea banquet’s invitation from Lady Bellrose – the second daughter of Marquess Bellrose. Of course, Lady Bellrose was furious even though she did not show it.Fuschia not even sent an apology gift to the Bellrose residence for her absence. This made other nobles present question their relationship.“That’s how it is, Your Highness. Wouldn't it be better if you sent a gift to Lady Jasmine Bellrose?” Albertus shows concern.“Hmm... what kind of gift is appropriate as an apology?” Asked Fuschia, her eyes still focused on the book she was reading at the moment.Her finger drummed the table rhythmically.“What about the pink ruby ​​earrings that are being auctioned right now?&rdquo