To my surprise, Lena, who carried herself with confidence and spoke clearly, had an aura that leaned more toward the seductive than the saintly. In an instant, she captured Edward’s heart.
The Saint’s parade, meant to spread the news to other nations, turned into a massive event that had the entire country buzzing with excitement.
Normally, only the King, the Queen, and the Saint participate in such parades. But this time, for some reason, Edward stayed by Lena’s side throughout.
This was because Lena herself had fervently requested, “I want Edward to stay with me.”
Edward, blushing furiously, agreed without a moment’s hesitation, earning awkward glances from the King and Queen.
Being the tactful person I am, I simply smiled and nodded in response.
“Oh, my apologies! I didn’t realize Lady Rachel, his fiancée, was present!”
Lena, apparently noticing the exchange, immediately apologized.
Having regained memories of my previous life, I naturally responded with a calm smile, reading the room as I spoke.
“Lady Lena, I truly appreciate your thoughtfulness. How kind of you. It’s only natural for you to feel uneasy during the parade. Please, feel free to do as you wish.”
Relieved, Lena turned to Edward, her face reddening.
Ah, I see how it is.
Lena has fallen for Edward as well.
Realizing this, I couldn’t help but feel a tinge of pity.
Of course, as a Saint, Lena cannot marry.
Edward, being this country’s only prince, is bound by royal duty to produce an heir, and this kingdom doesn’t allow polygamy.
In other words, even if Lena loves Edward, it’s a hopeless, tragic love.
…Wait, isn’t this really awkward?
Edward loves Lena. Lena loves Edward. They’re clearly infatuated with each other.
But Lena can’t marry him…
This is so awkward!
Marrying Edward, who’s in love with Lena?
Awkward!!!
The moment I got home after the parade and party, my face fell into a blank expression. Years of bride training had paid off—I’d mastered the art of controlling my expressions.
During the party, Edward and Lena kept exchanging glances and blushing.
Middle schoolers, much?!
I found myself mentally screaming this over and over.
And in front of so many people!
With me right there!
They had no qualms about slipping into their own little world, completely ignoring everyone else.
The King, Queen, church officials, and foreign dignitaries all looked visibly uncomfortable. I can’t count how many times I resisted the urge to call Edward out on his behavior.
“What on earth is that prince thinking? He has a fiancée!”
“I agree. Such a lack of consideration! What’s the point of her etiquette training at the church?”
Even my parents were livid, and rightly so. Their anger was entirely justified.
Lena’s etiquette training at the church should have been for moments like these. But look at her now.
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