Sorry for being so busy these past couple of days, and for the two days gaps between updates. I'll be updating at least two chapters a day for the next couple of days to catch up. I hope you all continue to enjoy the story!
"Miranda, what's wrong?" Mrs. Langley asked, noticing her strange expression in the carriage.Miranda shook her head. "Nothing," she replied, sitting down.As the carriage made its way home, the news of Zachary and Lila spread quickly through the city, sparking heated discussions along the way. This scandal, which had shaken the capital, was bound to be the talk of the town. Lord Croyso felt a bit of satisfaction; he had never forgiven Zachary for the incident at the hilltop manor that nearly caused Miranda harm. He knew Lila was Landon’s daughter, so this matter wouldn’t be easily dismissed, and Zachary would soon be overwhelmed.Croyso couldn't believe that Prince Zachary, of all people, could be involved in such a scandal!Seeing Miranda deep in thought, Croyso suddenly wondered if her pale face earlier had been due to something she saw or heard. He was about to ask, but decided to wait until they were back at the estate.Something d
Miranda’s lips curled into a faint smile that quickly vanished. With a concerned tone, she said, “Father, you’d better check on my sister right away.” Lord Croyso nodded, and the two headed to Selena’s room. Inside the bedroom, Selena lay on the bed with an ice pack pressed against her swollen, bruised cheek, wincing from the pain. Upon seeing Lord Croyso and Miranda enter, her face changed, and she turned away as if trying to hide. Lord Croyso’s face darkened at the sight of Selena’s injuries. He strode over in two quick steps, supporting her as he demanded sharply, “Selena, who did this to you?” Selena lowered her head, tears welling up in her eyes. “Father, just let it go. Miss Quintina is a daughter of the queen’s family; we can’t afford to offend her. This time, I unintentionally angered her, but I’ll be more careful in the future. Please don’t let this trouble you anymore.” Miranda smiled faintly and spoke gently, “Father, since Selena has suffered such an injustice, s
In the study, Lord Croyso let out a long sigh, sitting back in the rosewood armchair with his hand propping up his forehead, as if reluctant to say much. Seeing this, Miranda did not rush to bring up the matter regarding Prince Zachary. Instead, she rose and walked to the nearby tea table, picked up the teapot, and poured her father a cup of tea. Holding the cup with both hands, she offered it to Lord Croyso, “Father.” Lord Croyso looked up, took the tea, and sipped it lightly. A faint smile crossed his lips as he said, “Miranda, have a seat.” Yet, there seemed to be a trace of bitterness in that smile. Miranda poured herself a cup of tea as well, slowly sipping it as she sat down. The room was silent, filled with a faint sense of heaviness and oppression. Lord Croyso leaned back in his chair without saying a word. He was truly disappointed. In the past, he had s
Earl Croyso said, "You should know, the best way to take the initiative is to settle a marriage for you before the Queen makes any move. This would silence both her and Prince Zachary. If you have someone in mind, as long as they are of good character and ambitious, their background doesn't matter. I will arrange it for you."Miranda was taken aback. "Father...""I'm serious, not joking." Earl Croyso looked into her eyes, his expression sincere and gentle. "In the past, I was often away and neglected the thoughts and feelings of you and your sister. I hope it's not too late to make up for it now. Miranda, this concerns your lifelong happiness. Trust me this time, will you?"Miranda had never imagined her father would say such words to her. Marriage was always considered a matter of parental arrangement and matchmakers. She couldn’t deny that she was moved, but...In this life, her only thought was revenge—against Sophie, Selena, Hans... As for anything else, she never thought about it
Marjorie had been appointed by the Dowager Queen to assist the Queen, offering counsel over the years and gaining her trust. Hearing Marjorie's firm and reasonable argument, the Queen nodded. Deep down, she harbored resentment toward Miranda. "A mere thirteen-year-old girl has ensnared Zachary so thoroughly. Who knows what seductive tricks she used? If Zachary hadn't gone to The Heaven Lounge to see her, he wouldn't have encountered that shameless Lila, who caused such a scandal and got Zachary grounded! Even at a glance, Miranda has brought nothing but trouble. She’s surely an ill omen—I can’t trust her near Zachary."As she spoke, a eunuch arrived to report that Miranda had become engaged to Fulton Sheffield.The Queen froze, stunned and furious. What was this? Even if she disapproved of Miranda as her daughter-in-law, that was her decision to make. For Earl Croyso to act first and arrange an engagement for Miranda was an insult to her son, kicking Zachary while he was down. The Que
Reginald returned to his room, locked himself in the study, and ordered his guards to stand watch outside. Only then did his expression completely change, revealing an unprecedented mix of anger, frustration, and confusion. It was as if he were being roasted over a fire, with a faint, sharp pain twisting around his heart, gripping it tighter and tighter with every beat.Miranda was engaged… to Fulton. A girl of only thirteen, engaged already?He himself was twenty and still unmarried. What was the rush?Fuming, Reginald paced, but even he couldn’t make sense of his anger. After all, it wasn’t uncommon for engagements to happen at such a young age between nobles, or even for betrothals to be arranged in childhood. So why did the news of Miranda’s engagement leave him so agitated, so miserable? Lady Liudmila’s words suddenly flashed through his mind, and he froze, as though struck by lightning. Slumping into his chair, he stared blankly ahead. Could it really be as Lady Liudmila had sai
Since her betrothal was announced, Miranda’s days had been unusually calm. Apart from the occasional teasing remarks from visitors and the times Lady Langley and Lord Croyso summoned her to discuss the dowry list, life was peaceful. Even Selena, who Miranda had expected to cause trouble, was strangely subdued. Selena paid her respects to Lord Croyso each day at the appointed time but otherwise shut herself in her chambers without a hint of disturbance. When their paths crossed, Selena appeared demure, even faintly conciliatory, with none of her previous haughtiness. This transformation left Miranda quietly vigilant, wondering what new schemes Selena might be plotting.Word had reached her that Selena had spent a long time in her father’s study for a private discussion. Yet Miranda did not believe, even for a moment, that Selena had turned virtuous.The early summer sun bathed the estate in warmth, and the garden bloomed in full splendor. Through the soft red veil of her window, Mirand
Lifting the beaded curtain, Miranda stepped into the inner chamber. A man sat at a carved round table, dressed in a plain teal robe with subtle patterns. His appearance was unremarkable, yet he carried an air of detachment that made him seem aloof and somewhat melancholic. He inclined his head toward her and gestured courteously. “Please, take a seat, Miss Miranda.”Miranda seated herself, her expression thoughtful. “Mr. Brandon, I did not expect to meet you here.”“Nor I,” Brandon replied with a faint smile, his demeanor softening slightly. “I must thank you, Miss Miranda, for pleading on my and Martha’s behalf before Lord Reginald. Without your help, I would not have had the chance to resolve things.” Pouring her a cup of tea, he added, “This is Eugene tea, a rare treasure worth its weight in gold. Please, try it. It is my small token of gratitude.”Miranda took a sip, savoring the rich, mellow
That day, the King came to pay his respects at the Queen Dowager’s palace. The Queen Dowager ordered tea to be served.A young lady stepped forward, dressed in a gown of pale blue silk—the soft, mist-like color seemed steeped in delicate light, graceful and ethereal. Her hair ornaments matched in hue, adorned with teardrop-shaped tassels that swayed gently with her movements, catching the light like liquid glass. Her skin was fair as porcelain, her features fresh and luminous, like a lotus emerging from clear waters.Her simple attire, serene beauty, and quiet elegance gave the impression of a cool spring flowing through a sweltering day—soothing and refreshing.When the King saw that the one serving tea was Miranda, he paused. His gaze lingered briefly on her attire, on her calm expression, on the faint scent of perfume that wafted near. His eyes flickered with a shadowed gleam as he said with a faint smile, “I heard Miss Miranda fell ill shortly after entering the palace, and has be
Miranda was filled with doubts.Zachary had taken a liking to her and, without even asking her opinion, went straight to the Queen to request a royal marriage decree. The Queen Dowager fancied her and instantly ordered her into the palace as a companion. They were all powerful figures—so why was it that when Reginald liked her, he remained so silent? So composed? Why hadn’t she sensed even the slightest hint of his feelings?Even after hearing about her engagement to Sheffield, he simply vanished from her world. Aside from that one moment—when he stumbled into her chambers feverish and disoriented—he never once made a move. He didn’t even try to interfere with the betrothal between the Croyso family and Sheffield.Weren’t people like them always forceful and self-indulgent in love and power alike? And Reginald, with his flamboyant and unrestrained nature—why had he acted so differently?Her head throbbed. With a shake, she tried to banish the thoughts. There was a clear disparity in s
In that faintly charged, ambiguous atmosphere, Reginald’s ears suddenly twitched. He had caught the faint sound of footsteps approaching. His expression changed instantly. He gave Miranda a small nod, pulled up his hood, and with a light, soundless leap, landed on the windowsill. With one hand gripping the ledge, he gave a pull—and in the next breath, his figure vanished from sight.Miranda understood at once and quietly closed the window.***It was deep into the night. No stars, no moon—only utter darkness.Miranda lay upon soft pillows, her eyes shut tightly. Beads of sweat gathered on her pale, smooth forehead, soaking into her hairline. Her head moved slightly from side to side, as if trying to shake something off. Her sleep was uneasy.She dreamt of many things from the past.Foolishness from a previous life. The days in the Croyso household, sharing what felt like a mother-daughter bond with her stepmother. Hans’s sweet lies after she married with him—and her naïve, wholehearte
“Although His Majesty shows great respect and deference to the Queen Dowager, and her position in the palace seems untouchable,” Miranda said firmly, “if their relationship were truly as unshakable as it appears, then why would she need to use me as a pawn? That alone tells me—they don’t fully trust each other. I’m convinced there’s a rift between them.”Her eyes gleamed with quiet intelligence.“Besides, the Queen Dowager is from House Blackwell. So is the Queen. If Prince Zachary ascends the throne, the maternal family’s power will be overwhelming. Lord Reginald, tell me—could the King possibly feel at ease with that? Don’t you think he might also want to bring down the Queen Dowager and the Blackwell family?”If the answer to all of those questions was yes—then that was her opportunity.Especially when she recalled that moment at the Croyso estate—how the King, upon first seeing her, had lost his composure and shattered his teacup. Yet in the Queen Dowager’s hall, he had greeted he
“Miranda, what do you intend to do?” he asked cautiously, probing her thoughts.Miranda didn’t answer directly. Instead, she returned the question, “What do you think I should do, Lord Reginald?”“Just as you said, the Queen Dowager is ruthless and cunning. She doesn’t care if she destroys you in the process. So, Miranda, don’t confront her head-on. Evade her, pretend even, let her think she’s won—just don’t suffer for nothing!” That was the real reason Reginald had come today—to warn her. Earlier, he’d gone to the palace to attend council with the King and was granted leave to walk in the royal gardens afterwards. That gave him the opportunity to send Miranda a message, even now, to meet her here in person.Though he’d already passed along a warning through a young eunuch, he had still worried something might go wrong. That’s why he had been hiding near the gazebo all along, ready to intervene if needed.He had seen everything with his own eyes.In the end, it was Selena who suffered
A pair of soft, deep-set eyes turned to Miranda, glittering with charm as a smile curled across his lips.Miranda turned and saw him, immediately realizing that this man had probably climbed in through a window again.He was putting on an act as usual. With a trace of exasperation, she stepped forward and curtsied: “Lord Reginald.”Reginald glanced at Molly and waved his hand, motioning for her to leave.Molly hesitated—how could she dare leave?Reginald gave her a half-smile, half-sneer: “What are you frozen for? Do you think I’m going to devour your miss?”Miranda gave a subtle nod, and Molly reluctantly backed out.“Lord Reginald, sneaking into the Queen Dowager’s territory? Aren’t you worried that by tomorrow, rumors about the two of us will be all over the capital?” Miranda smiled once the room was clear.R
The three of them chatted for a while longer.More precisely, it was Selena and the Queen Dowager laughing cheerfully together like close kin, while Miranda seemed to be silently lost in thought, her mind elsewhere.The Queen Dowager humored Selena while occasionally casting a glance at Miranda, a knowing smile flickering in her eyes.Although today's "accident" had originally been prepared for Miranda and ended up landing on Selena by chance, the message it conveyed—and all that needed to be said—had already been delivered through Selena.If Miranda was truly clever, she should understand what path she needed to take from now on.Having just entered the palace and experienced such an event, the Queen Dowager, showing concern for the girls’ fatigue, did not keep them much longer and arranged for them to rest.As the two left together, Miranda could tell from Selena’s expression that she had likely already taken the Queen Dowager to heart—as someone she could rely on completely.Mirand
Since the king had made his decision, the matter was settled. The queen cast one final glance at Selena, then looked over at Miranda before curtseying to the Queen Dowager and taking her leave.The Queen Dowager had Selena helped to her feet and brought back to her own palace. There, she offered soothing salves for the bruises, showering Selena with gentle concern and comfort.Already full of grievance, Selena was moved by such kindness, and her sorrow burst forth. She broke into tears, crying uncontrollably in the Queen Dowager’s arms.The Queen Dowager lightly patted her shoulder, letting her cry it out.It took some time before Selena calmed down. She slowly recounted the events.After she and Miranda parted ways, the guiding maid noticed Miranda had gone missing and panicked. After all, she had been entrusted with Miranda's care, and if something happened, she would surely be punished. So she asked Selena to wait at the gazebo while she went to look for Miranda.Selena sat for a w
Before entering the palace, Miranda had once asked Molly about the events surrounding her mother’s death. Molly had said that it all began with some kind of incident involving Miranda herself. Could it have been her sudden illness? Her father, perhaps out of concern for her young age, had merely told her that her mother had passed from illness, never elaborating. After all she had been through in her past life, Miranda was certain—her stepmother had been behind her mother’s death. That much was undeniable. But how had she done it? If Miranda could uncover the truth, Sophie would be utterly ruined.Despite her inner thoughts, Miranda wore a gentle smile. “The royal physician’s skills are indeed remarkable.”Just as the physician was taking his leave, the maid who had led Miranda and Selena earlier came running in, breathless and pale.“Your Majesty the Queen Dowager, something terrible has happened! Lady Selena ran into Her Majesty the Queen over by the gazebo and, for some reason, of