SISTER I'M THE QUEEN IN THIS LIFE

Chapter 2:Episode2; Your sister is the queen, not you.

V had never beaten her in public before. Because if his fiancee was short, she was also short. However, as Prince Regent, he has become increasingly outspoken and has no qualms about expressing his displeasure with or without people.

''Y/N, don't go against them.''  "Behave properly.''

V certainly couldn't keep his voice down this time. His reprimanding voice quickly filled the entire drawing room. The central nobility were not the best people to overlook this. When the Countess realized V had no intention of caring for her women, she seized the opportunity and said one more thing to her.

''I hope the regent looks after her fiancee''

With open contempt, she looked up and down at the disheveled Y/N.

''I thought it was a wolf-dog raised on a ranch, not a very noble lady, who went out first.''

''Elegance...''

'' Education... ancestry...''

''Doesn't that tangled mess of hair look like shepherd dog?''

Y/N raised her hand to her head. While she stood in front of her, the ladies of San Carlo cut her with their tongues as she united her awkwardly tangled hair with her comb.

''Take good care of your fiancee if the Prince Regent wants the support of the social world and the central nobility.''

The noble ladies, including the Countess, exchanged glances with Y/N, who stood alone. 

'' Alternatively, why don't you change your spouse entirely?'' It must be difficult for this lady.''

- You are not a respectable member of society. Their inner thoughts seemed to reverberate throughout the palace.

''We'll just leave. You couldn't enter the palace after the former died and the palace's owner changed unless you were prepared to be greeted. There is no education. joy!''

When the Countess left the drawing room first, the other ladies followed, looking up and down at her, who was alone. Y/N's hair stuck to her frosting after she jumped over her table, and her dress was a shambles. The tea party was empty, and she didn't see any of her friends. She looked at him with the contempt of a lover. It was dreadful. No one has gained a lot of notoriety, including werewolf women, Moorish slaves, and plantation maids. She was immediately followed by sarcastic remarks about her low birth, her resemblance to her mother, and her status as a spinster. She repeatedly asked V to ask if she should marry him to help manage her society, but he refused at her word.

''How can I make you a princess regent right away if you can't manage your reputation like this?'' I  can't be with flawed women.''

His request was specific.

''Study harder than you are now, learn to play the lute, appreciate famous paintings, and improve your Latin.'' Develop into a talented and mature lady who is unafraid to present herself in public. Then I will make you the regent's wife.''

So I  figured I'd just do it.***Prince Regent V took a long time to become V I, but it was only a matter of time. He held military and gold coins in his hands. He lacked only one quality: authenticity. That is how time heals, precisely through the opportunity that time provides. Y/N remembered V's coronation, specifically the day before it. He was 36 at the time, and she was 30. I couldn't stop laughing every time I remembered that day.

 ''I'm a kind king.'' ''I must take the crown prince's power into my arms.''

V sat on Y/N's bed and kissed the nape of her neck.

''ah - .'' On the stake, his breathing was labored. Y/N drew her body back, but V grabbed her wrist with one hand and held her down, forcefully holding her down on the bed.