I didn't introduce myself as a princess, but she called me princess and then lay down on the snow and fell asleep.
In fact, from my perspective, she fell asleep like a baby, and fainted from a massive hemorrhage.
It was my sense of smell that allowed me to find her stabbed in the stomach as she lay dying.
There were a lot of things between me and Emma, however.
As it turned out, she stayed by my side and took care of me for over 10 years.
She is now my best friend and personal maid.
But first, I'd like to see who uses the name Princess Lockhart.
I continued my shopping, waiting for the room door to open again.
“Which house do you belong to?”
The employee asked me, her eyes shining with curiosity.
“I have never met anyone to whom I felt like they were from such a large family.”
"I……."
Bang.
Just then, the door opened, and Princess Lockhart came out with a smiling face.
“Let's go.
I've bought enough.”
“Yes, princess!”
She must have bought some jewelry too, as she wore dazzling necklaces, earrings, bracelets and rings all over her body.
And so did the women who followed her.
“……?”
Just then, Princess Lockhart, who was about to pass by me, stopped and walked back.
“
“……?”
I started laughing without realizing it.
This is the first time I've ever seen someone walk backwards while stepping all over the dress.
“Are you laughing?”
At that time, Princess Lockhart's sharp neck looked angry.
She lowered her fan and closed her eyes.
“This dress……is the dress I wanted to buy, but I couldn’t get it because someone told me it would be sold to someone else.”
The princess with the angry face tore my cloak.
Todok!
The workers' faces turned white as torn buttons littered the floor.
“Princess.
Please don’t do this...”
“Get out of the way!”
Boom!
After moving the staff out of the way, the fake princess stared at me.
“Who are you, and why do I think you're familiar?”
"I don't know."
"Good?"
She pursed her lips and raised her hands.
“This!”
But she only nodded, and didn't actually slap my cheek.
I guessed from the movement.
Maybe she did it in other places too, pretending to be me.
How do I fix this?
My head hurt thinking about what I could do.
First, I had to hand it over, then I had to show my true identity, lest my family's honor be disgraced.
'Because people don't know Princess Lockhart's true face.'
Where did this woman get her ferocity from?
I hope you didn't go on a tour of the empire and rebel like that?
Just thinking about it makes my head hurt more.
“Huh…….”
“You dare to sigh in front of me!”
Another one I didn't even realize was there poked my shoulder with her index finger.
The pointed nail dug into my bare skin exposed through the robe.
“You forbade me from wearing this dress to the nobles’ ball in the North!”
“In the north?”
I almost screamed.
She must have been on a national tour of shame.
“The Lord of the Northern Province who attended that ball said that he chose his bride there.
It was ruined.
I was supposed to wear that dress that day.
Why?”
The woman raised her voice and looked angry.
I'm glad she only went north, but she must have gone somewhere else, right?
“You shouldn't be wearing it either!”
“?”
At that moment, I heard the sound of fabric tearing.
It was torn.
I stared in disbelief at the fabric torn like paper.
Is it torn by force?
“Wait a minute.”
“He's mine!”
“Oh my god, princess!”
“Get out of the way!”
The princess, whose eyes were rolling back, pushed the employee and rushed towards me.
Her sharp fingers were about to scratch my cheek.
“That woman is a princess?”
A cold voice was heard in a low, soft voice.
The man easily grabbed both of the princess's hands and laughed.
At that time the man's eyes met mine.
He smiled, and the corners of his gentle eyes crinkled.
“See you again, my friend’s wife.”
“……!”
“Are you surprised?
You are a face I will never forget.”
He said in a soft voice.
He released Miss Lockhart's hand and came towards me.
He shook his chin, pointed at her, then looked at me.
He seemed to know her.
"friends?"
“Not really.”
“So find out?”
“I've never seen her before, like you, Marquis.”
"gay?"
Then he burst out laughing.
“Dale must have told you about me, since he hates me.”
“……!
Huh, Marquis?”
Then Princess Lockhart looked at the man, and seemed very surprised.
She was already on the verge of fainting.
Marquis Schultz made me get up and wipe my wrinkled collar.
It was a man who claimed to be a friend of Dale's, but who seemed to have nothing in common with him.
He had gorgeous blonde hair, and his clothes were white and shiny as if he had aesthetic taste.
“So, princess.”
"What?"
It's true that he doesn't call me.
Reflexively, Marquis looked at Schultz.
At the same time, my eyes met his.
He smirked, his eyes softening as he looked at the fake.
“There are only two princesses in this empire, are you a foreign noble?
Or a late-born child of the Hexagon Duchy?”
“Don't be rude!”
Marquis Cassion caught the woman who was about to hurried away with a sharp look.
I know the faces of every noble in the empire.”
He narrowed his eyes and smiled.
“I wonder which family you belong to.”
“……What, what?”
“I can't sleep at night if I don't satisfy my curiosity.”
The fake princess's face turned red, then her face began to darken.
She rolled this way and that, unable to keep her gaze in one place, avoiding Cassion's eyes.
“Get out of my way!”
Boom!
The princess who pushed the Marquis out of the boutique ran.
“Come with me, young lady!”
Naturally, the others followed her outside.
Once they got out, the boutique was very quiet.
As I stared at the chaos, I thought.
Then I felt a soft touch on my shoulder.
It was a coat that smelled warm and sweet without any artificial fragrance.
Cassion Schultz had been wearing it just moments ago.
His eyes met mine and he smiled broadly.
i couldn't.
I accepted the coat from Cassion Schultz.
“Dale will be worried if I don't accept the Marquis's clothes, won't he?”
“Honestly, he'd be worried if you kissed.”
He wrinkled his nose and smiled slyly.
“In case you haven't noticed, he's very jealous.”
His light, cheerful voice matched his mood.
Cassion ran a hand through his hair and looked at me.
“Dale is a good man.”
“It is.”
Cassion nodded at my words and his smile deepened.
“You have found a good husband.”
He closed the collar of the coat and whispered in my ear.
“Princess Lockhart.”