Reborn to Choose Better のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

"Tell me, who do you like? Don't be shy."The king, Edmund Winchester, spoke in a voice that was kind but powerful. It carried slowly and clearly down to Vivian Sinclair from the far end.Vivian's mind went blank. Had she been reborn?She quickly realized she was seventeen again, and that today was a private family banquet at the palace. Edmund had summoned her because he intended to personally arrange her marriage.Vivian opened her mouth, then closed it. As her chest tightened with a tangle of emotions, her eyes began to sting.When she didn't speak, Edmund's voice softened further as he added, "There's no need to be nervous. The Sinclair family served in the military for generations. Your father, brother, and uncles all gave their lives on the battlefield for this kingdom. You're the only one left now; I'll personally see to your future. Whomever you wish to marry, I'll make it happen."Even though she lived two lifetimes, thoughts of her family still broke Vivian.The kingdo

Vivian blinked, not quite following. "I'm sorry, what did you say?""You said you're marrying my uncle, so there's no reason to keep throwing yourself at me. All this chasing and clinging, it's pathetic," Julian said.Vivian blinked again. He'd completely misread the situation.In her previous life, moments like this had happened all the time. She'd always known she should say something and set the record straight, but had been too afraid. She was worried she would say the wrong thing and make him dislike her even more, so she stayed quiet and let him think whatever he wanted.But she didn't love Julian anymore. She hadn't for a long time. Why should she care what he thought of her?She pressed her lips together and looked at him evenly. "Your Highness, I have no intention of chasing you. I made myself very clear at the banquet. I told His Majesty directly that I have no feelings for you whatsoever."Julian raised an eyebrow. "Is that so? Then, I suppose you got lost today and ju

A vanity table had been set up in the adjoining room. It was clearly new, carved from luxury wood, with precise craftsmanship and a deep, polished shine. A clear mirror sat on top, along with a lacquered jewelry box."It's such a shame His Highness couldn't see you today," said Sylvia Lester, Vivian's personal maid, as she began taking down her mistress' hair. Her voice was small and wistful.Vivian smiled lightly. "There's nothing to be sorry about. Beautiful women are everywhere. I'm nothing special."She was seventeen. Damian was ten years older.Over the years, he'd surely seen more beautiful women than she could count—dazzling ones, charming ones, playful ones. Her own face was ordinary by comparison. And none of those women had ever made him want to marry. He'd stayed single for years, by choice.From what people said, there was someone he already loved. Not for the first time, Vivian found herself wondering what kind of woman could have left that kind of mark on a man like

Address Vivian as his aunt? Julian frowned the moment she pointed that out.Vivian continued, "And as for being pleased, I asked for this marriage myself and got exactly what I wanted. So, of course I'm happy about it. Why would you ask something you already know the answer to, Your Highness?"Julian was so irritated that he suddenly started coughing hard.Vivian didn't soften at all. She took a clean step back, putting enough distance between them that she was well out of range, and said evenly, "Your Highness, you're still sick. You should go home, take your medicine, and rest. I need to go pay my respects to the king and queen."Without waiting for a response, she turned, signaled to Sylvia and Lulu, and walked away.By the time she reached Rosalind's chambers, Edmund had already come down from the morning court session. He looked genuinely pleased to see her.As it turned out, the court officers had spent part of the morning praising Edmund for arranging the marriage between V

Caught off guard, Vivian trembled, causing the spoon to tilt slightly. A few drops of dark brown medicine spilled onto the corner of Damian's lips. She grabbed her handkerchief and reached over to wipe it away. In her rush, her fingers brushed his cheek.Damian's lashes flickered, but Vivian had already turned to look at Harvey and didn't notice. Her heart was pounding as she stared at him.Harvey rubbed his chin, thinking it over. "Changing his clothes and wiping him down means turning His Highness over, and that takes some strength. That's better left to us, Your Highness."Vivian let out a breath of relief. She steadied herself, set down the handkerchief, and said, "While we're at it, apart from you and Lulu, I haven't met the rest of the staff yet. Have everyone come out so I can get a look."Harvey nodded. "There's something you should know first, Your Highness.""What is it?""The estate is split into two sides—this house and everything outside it. Separate staff, separate