How the Abandoned Queen Made That Man Kneel

Chapter 2: The Crown's Heartless Game

For 10 years, Kasarin had devoted her body and soul to Shalen, believing in him.

During those years, when other ladies of her age could have had a variety of experiences, Kasarin was entirely focused on becoming the perfect queen, studying tirelessly day and night.

She spent a fortune making her already perfect appearance even more beautiful, hoping to look more attractive to him.

She had given him all her firsts, everything that could never be replaced.

Her dedicated efforts to become a devoted wife and queen were repaid with a notice of engagement termination.

And then, she was struck with the appalling betrayal of her younger sister being proposed to.

"Like an angel descending from heaven! My only lovely daughter, Rose. I'm so happy I can't help but cry..."

"Mom, stop crying. It's a happy day."

Rose, adorned in a lavish silk wedding dress and jewels that sparkled like scattered ice flowers, looked like a blossoming iris. She was completely captivated by her reflection in the mirror, smiling shyly, but also glancing at her sister, who stood in the corner of the room like a discarded toy.

"Hey, Kasarin. What are you doing standing there blankly? Come and serve. Your sister is not just your sister now, but the queen of this country."

Once Shalen chose Rose as the queen, the shadow that had been over their stepmother's face disappeared as if it had never been there.

Until Kasarin's engagement was broken off, she must have been disappointed that she could no longer benefit from being related to the queen.

But now, her own daughter, Rose – born between her and the late Duke Robervon – had become the recipient of this unexpected fortune.

Why Shalen decided to make Rose the queen, of all people, was unclear, but it was certainly a cruel act towards his former fiancée, Kasarin.

But Kasarin, being just a nobleman's daughter, had no power to confront the country's most powerful man.

Unaware or indifferent to Kasarin's crushed feelings, Rose was only absorbed in admiring herself in the mirror.

"Sister. It's a tradition in the Kan royal family for siblings to attend to the queen. So... could you do it for me?"

Rose fiddled with the red diamond necklace that had once belonged to Kasarin, looking apologetic as she brought up the topic.

Rose was always that kind of sister.

Being timid, she grew up sheltered in the mansion, ignorant of the world and unable to understand others' feelings.

She only knew what she liked and disliked and was still learning what was right and wrong, like a child.

To forgive her as just immature wouldn't be honest, as she often carelessly hurt others with her words.

Seeing Kasarin's stern face and silence, Rose hesitantly bowed her head.

"Sorry. I guess that's too much, right? I don't have any other friends to ask, you know."

Kasarin couldn't help but laugh incredulously.

Rose, misunderstanding Kasarin's laughter as offensive, suddenly became agitated.

"I couldn't help it! How could I refuse when His Majesty the King ordered me to become the queen?"

"Rose, I didn't say anything."

When Kasarin spoke firmly, Rose hesitated and fell silent.

Kasarin sighed softly and continued.