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Princess Yeri.

“You have to protect her for me.” I say, holding Camille’s hand and staring into her eyes and begging her.

“Do not beg me, Yeri. I made sure to put them in this department and now, I will put Diana in the easiest department there is.” Camille says to me and I wipe my tears.

“If you want to keep a close eye on them, you can just move into the castle. You will, regardless, the consort moves into the castle after the king is married to the queen anyway.” Camille says and every tear stops flowing from my face.

“I just had to explain to the woman who raised me as a princess that I am nothing but a consort now…” I say.

“And you don’t have to remain one!” Camille says and I look up at her.

“You think I want to marry king Ozar?” I ask, scoffing.

“Yes, I think you can. He made you a consort in a second. Those harem women have chased this position for at least three years.”

“Camille, he put me here to punish me!” I say, cutting her off.

“Yes, he may have done that. But he a