I Seem to Have Been Reincarnated, So I Tried to Get Everyone to Sensibly Handle the Broken Engagement—In the End, I Didn’t Even Know What "Serves You Right" Meant — Part 7

I was so shocked by what was happening before my eyes that I didn’t realize I was the only one reacting this way.

“As for the engagement between Foren and Lilia, it will not be annulled but rather rescinded, to ensure her honor and to atone for the hardships she has endured. …Lilia, I am truly sorry for everything you have been through.”

“Your Majesty, your kind words are far too generous. I am deeply grateful for all the support and kindness I have received from you, Her Majesty, and everyone at the palace.”

“It eases my heart to hear that.”

“Father! Why would you apologize to a woman like her?! She’s—”

“Silence.”

The crown prince tried to interrupt, but the King’s low, growling reprimand silenced him instantly. He froze, visibly shrinking back, too frightened to say another word.

…Wow. He’s seriously such a fool.

“I had hoped that seeing Lilia’s dedication and hearing the admonishments of Farsil and others would eventually change you. But there is no saving you. Both I and the Queen have made up our minds. Foren, you are hereby disinherited.”

“...What?”

Wait, disinherited?

While I honestly think that’s the best course of action, I couldn’t help but feel conflicted. After all, I’ve been working on this for quite a while now. If they were going to do this, they could have done it sooner.

The now-former crown prince—just Foren now—seemed completely oblivious to what had just been said. He stood there, slack-jawed and confused, his vacant expression as idiotic as ever. Strangely enough, the heroine next to him was quicker to react.

“That’s ridiculous! If he’s disinherited, I won’t get to be queen!”

You know what’s ridiculous? You.

Even without permission to speak, she raised her voice in protest. And not just any protest—she dared to challenge the King himself with an utterly self-serving statement. It’s as if she’s begging to be thrown out, or worse.

But the King didn’t immediately reprimand her. Instead, he let out a cold, dangerously low “Oh?”

“So, you wanted to be queen, did you?”

“Yes! Because if I become queen, I can openly have lovers, right?”

“…What?”

The entire room gasped in unison.

The King, the Queen, Lady Lilia—who had remained composed all this time—and even the clueless Foren… Everyone’s thoughts aligned perfectly: What did she just say?

“I heard that royalty can keep lovers in their harem!”

“…That only applies to the King…”

“That’s not fair! If men can do it, why can’t women? It’s so unfair!”

“This isn’t about fairness…”

While everyone stood stunned, Lady Lilia’s brother, though visibly recoiling, attempted to reason with her. But then, the heroine decided to drop an even bigger bombshell.

“But if I can’t do that, how else can I make Farsil my lover?”

...What?

…Wait, me?

…My moment to shine is now?

What on earth is she even talking about?

I couldn’t comprehend it. I stood there, dumbfounded, utterly at a loss. The temperature in the room seemed to plummet, as though an actual blizzard had rolled in.

…Wait. Is this… an actual blizzard?

“What exactly are you saying?”

L-Lady Lilia?

Oh. So she was the blizzard.

Though her demeanor toward Foren had been frosty before, it hadn’t carried this much intensity. Now, her anger seemed to shake the very air, raw and palpable.

Even the heroine—brazen as she was—stumbled backward in fear.

“B-But Farsil wouldn’t love me no matter how much I tried to appeal to him… So I thought, if I became queen, I could just make him my lover instead…”

The room fell into stunned silence once more, the weight of her words sinking in.

“What kind of nonsensical extreme argument is that? There are so many things to criticize here!”

“Are you saying you had feelings for Sir Farsil?”

“Yes, that’s right! Sir Farsil has always faced me so sincerely, always stayed by my side. Sir Farsil is the kind, handsome, ideal prince of my dreams!”

The actual prince was right there, yet she’s calling a mere knight her ideal prince? How does that even make sense?

More importantly…

“No, you see, since you were always clinging to the… ahem, His Highness, and I was assigned to guard him, it was inevitable that I’d also be nearby. And just as I tried to instill common sense into His Highness, I thought you might benefit from some as well.”

That was close. This whole situation nearly made me lose my composure as a knight.

“But you did all that because you care about me, right?”

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