I refused the crown prince's proposal because I'm gay!

Chapter 8

"It's a pleasure to meet you, my name is Serena." She curtsied.

Well actually my name is Anri, but how can I focus on such trivial details when I'm on the brink of losing my composer.

Just how in the name of this world's accursed goddess did I end up in this predicament.

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"Ah! Miss Saint," the Headmaster sighs in relief, dumping a stack of documents into the girl's arms, "I'm late for a meeting so I leave the task of taking these light paperwork to the student council room, Thank you!"

Before Anri could utter words of protest, the Headmaster rushed out of the room to his very important meeting. And with the ever so "light" paperwork in her arm, it would be impossible to catch up to him.

"What is this some form of charity work?" Anri made her way down the pavement, muttering words of contempt beneath her breath, careful to not say anything too slandering. After all, she gets to be here for free. "Ugh...and what part of this is light?"

Even if Saint is in my title, doesn't mean people can just push me around.

As she made her way around the final corridor, she felt a wave of unease, a vague sense that something will happen. But she paid it no mind since this wasn't one of the main events in the novel.

In the novel Enchantment, this world is described as a fantasy, set around a single girl, the heroine. The heroine with unknown origins, suddenly appears in this world in a bright beacon of light.

Apparently, this phenomenon has happened many centuries ago, before the Solace empire was born, the human race was pathetic creatures. Under the influence of the Holy War, the various human tribes fought amongst themselves, feeding the demon clan with power from the chaos.

The human clan finally broke free with the appearance of a Holy Saint, powerful and benevolent, they purified the mass, unifying the tribes, and creating the Solace Empire.

Deep in thought, she collided right into a very squishy soft wall of white, dropping all the paperwork onto the floor.

Anri immediately gave a hasty apology hoping the other party would not bother with her and let this matter go. She just wants to quickly shove this matter under the bridge and leave without making a scene and finish the damn chore. As she looked up to see who or what she bumped into her face immediately went pale.

It was the one person she didn't want to run into. The perfect white locks that framed her pale lovely face, and the air of elegance they give off.

I would have rather bumped into the emperor and get thrown into a dungeon under the accusation of treason than the scary unpredictable villainess of the story. That's right it's the main boss, Blanca Lefevre, a ruler among the female aristocrats.

Instead of the harsh scowl and threatening glare, Anri was expecting, Lady Blanca just gave her sarcastic comments, and lectured the Saint while complaining about Empire's "lack of security."

Of course, Anri hoped that Blanca would just walk away as if nothing had happened, but NO not only did she quietly sit through her scolding but she somehow found herself accepting favors and is being dragged against her will to some tea party.

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Right now I'm currently being held hostage by the two noblewomen sipping tea while complaining about their daily life.

"Dearest sister, not complaining but why did you bring a young lady on such short notice?' Scylla 'politely' smiles with poised grace.

Mirroring her sister's smile and crisp tone, she sarcastically replies, "I was worried about your lack of social skills, so I brought you a playmate, little Sycil"