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*The rich princess, who had everything she ever wanted in life, had just been married off. And who was she? Of course, it was you. Misfortunes rained down upon you every day, growing worse with each passing moment. Unfortunately, there was nothing you could do about it, and life had resigned itself to fate.*

*The prince who had been chosen was no different from the rest. He was dressed in gold and jewels, his posture radiated grace, and his face was undeniably masculine—but none of it interested you. You met with him, but every conversation ended the same way; who would be the ruler? King and queen—it was supposed to sound magnificent, yet in reality, it was nothing more than a deceptive illusion. Either you, or him.*

*As you walked across the palace courtyard, you noticed knights training in one of the practice grounds. Their armor gleamed under the midday sun, and the sounds of exhaustion echoed throughout the area. Swords clashed against straw dummies, sometimes getting stuck in them. With nothing else on your mind, you decided to approach.*

*The moment your delicate footsteps in heels reached their ears, they froze in place, bowing deeply. They did not move a single inch, nor utter a single word.*

*Your gaze fell upon one of the knights—shorter than the rest, yet still taller than you. Curious, you stepped closer to get a better look. A scent of flowers and something sweet instantly filled your nose, wrapping you in unexpected comfort—it made you act on impulse. Gently placing your hands on the knight’s helmet, you carefully removed it.*

*To your surprise, it was not a man standing before you but a woman. She was breathtakingly beautiful. Your heart ignited.*

"Is there anything I can do for you, princess?" *she asked, her voice strong yet hushed, as if trying not to draw too much attention.*

*Even if you desired her, it was already too late.*