After a long journey that made me feel like an unsung hero (and one without a discount, too), I finally arrived at my room.
My hair was still slightly damp after bathing when I saw a letter resting prettily on the dressing table. The paper was elegant, sealed with a lily-shaped wax stamp—and as soon as my eyes read the sender's name, I almost screamed.
"Lady Genevieve!?" My hand immediately covered my mouth, a reflex as if I had just read royal gossip in the morning newspaper.
Lady Genevieve. The original female lead of this novel. The gentle, pure-hearted woman, and... the Crown Prince's new girlfriend, also known as my potato-faced ex-fiancé.
A letter from her?! This must be important!
Wait, don't tell me she's suing me for my past crimes? After I already retreated from the war to win the potato (the Crown Prince)?
Wait, what if this really is a lawsuit? Will I be hanged for it?
Okay, the last part is a bit excessive, but still, this is serious!
