The Fake Rides in a Flower KilnFrom an orphan, I suddenly became the empire's sole princess overnight. I read books until my eyes bled, mastered etiquette, and cultivated refinement. I endured the nobles' sneers, the Three Brothers' tyranny, and the servants' disdain.Ten years later. They say they found the real princess presumed dead. I resigned myself and tried to leave as calmly as possible.“Sister! Don't worry! From now on, I'll protect you!”The real princess likes me too much!“…Thank you.”The duke, whom I thought wasn't on my side, treats me like his own daughter,“Is there another reason? I just wanted to dance with the princess.”Even the prince, plagued by bad rumors, resorts to schemes. Isn't this something only seen in stories?
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