Formerly, the Fallen Daughter of the Duke by Ichibu Saki

Author:Ichibu Saki [SAKI, ICHIBU]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: J-Novel Heart
Published: 2022-09-28T00:00:00+00:00

Meanwhile, back in Noston, in a room on the southern end of the Aristocratic Royal Academy’s three-story school building, Charlotte slouched in a very regal chair. Only a few months ago, Prince Asbert had occupied this, the presiding seat in the student council room. Charlotte had dreamed of taking his place, and yet despite her dream coming true, she fumed with indignation. No one ever told me it would involve all this! she glowered. I didn’t steal Asbert away from Claire just to be stuck here doing paperwork!

This was not what Charlotte had envisioned. She had begun deliberately planting awful rumors in the ears of Asbert and his entourage, all the while feigning that it was accidental. Naturally, no one had believed them at first, but making everyone come around was a simple enough matter. How fortunate that Charlotte could interweave her white magic into her words! No one was any the wiser as the flowers of distrust aimed at Claire began to bloom one by one. The most beautiful blossom of all would unfurl its petals, Charlotte plotted, on the day of Asbert’s graduation.

However, her dreams had been dashed the night before the ceremony when she’d visited Claire’s rooms after supper and found them deserted. The suite was neat as a pin, as Claire had the infuriatingly well-mannered sense to tidy up after herself everywhere she went. As Charlotte wept crocodile tears for the benefit of her cronies, she thought to herself, She got the better of me again!

Charlotte well remembered the first time she had met Claire. As a child, Claire had light brown hair the soft color of milk tea, long eyelashes, and rosy cheeks. She wore a perfectly becoming light-blue dress, edged in voluminous quantities of expensive lace. Everything, from her impeccable posture to her smile that positively overflowed with refinement, emphasized to Charlotte—young though she was—the obvious difference in their social statuses. Charlotte felt like she was meeting a true princess straight out of a storybook.

Unfortunately, life had not been so kind to little Charlotte, who’d grown up in a hamlet far from Tillard as the lowly daughter of a duke’s mistress. Her father the duke sent her mother funds for Charlotte’s upbringing, but the girl did not find out until her teens that her mother had squandered much of this money away. As a child yet unaware of this fact, it did not take young Charlotte long to resent saintly, smiling Claire who had never tasted poverty or lacked for anything.

My father and siblings all doted on me when I was little, but my grandmother always kept her distance. Talk about playing favorites! That’s right—Claire always was her favorite. Claire was always ragging on me for everything I did—my manners, my word choice, my topics of conversation at tea parties. She must have loved to shame me! She had everything she could ever want, even a prince as a fiancé! I can’t stand her!

It was impressive how well Charlotte hid her fervent desire to move up in the world behind a charming smile.

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