The Marquis' Daughter Acts As A Pawn

Filled with hate, I met a beautiful girl at a royally-sponsored night club.

The girl, dressed in a debutant white dress, was nervous and dyed her cheeks but at first glance, attracting the men of the venue. That was the same for me.

What fascinated me more than anything was her eyes.

Mysterious, purple eyes with a clear glow like amethysts, I was nailed.

Those purple eyes are only held by some royalty in neighboring Kingdom of Samorta.

Moreover, the royal family, which housed purple eyes, is worshipped and believed as God.

Therefore, the royal family of Samorta had no daughter-in-law in any other country...... should have.

Until the previous Duke of Orcott fell in love with the Princess of Samorta and brought her back to the Kingdom of Rolands.

Apparently the two marriages were well rubbed, but they were eventually approved in both countries because the princess was born cold treated without purple eyes.

They were also very close, and even after the birth of their grandchildren, they had children.

The child's name is Elizabeth.

She was the only child born with purple eyes.

But she was sick and weak, and she died giving birth to one daughter.

And his daughter also inherited purple eyes.

My daughter's name is Julianna Lewis - yes, the girl I fell in love with.

With the princess of Rolands and Samorta in her grandmother, with a special lineage that draws the blood of two families within the three pillars of the royal family, the last few years have been a take-up on the topic of who she will be engaged to.

Normally, she would almost let the next king, the Lady of Edward, get engaged at an early age, but her father, the Marquis of Lewis, has made a deal with the king and refuses to do so.

She is also told that contacts are coming from leading aristocrats and royalty from other countries.

The way he smiled at the various thought-provoking aristocrats and danced the challenging songs was so complete that I really thought today was the debutant.

Someone mentioned her as the 'perfect lady'.

I can't help but agree to that.

Until recently, Isabella, who was held to be beautiful, would not even reach her feet.

But she had only one rumor that wasn't good.

Would you rather be the Marquis of Lewis, my father, than her?

The Marquis of Lewis and his sister and brother are said to be unfamiliar.

It was also a dedicated rumor that I only saw her as a tool of political strategy.

Beautiful girl on the inside, on the outside, even the blood that runs through her.

But she lost her mother as soon as she was born and is only seen by her father as an instrument of political strategy.

What a pitiful and beautiful girl.

I want her. I want her. I want her.

I want everything about her - Julianna......

I felt like if I got the noble girlfriend everyone wanted, everything about me would be purified.

Yes, if we don't get Julianna......

Become king of this country and welcome Julianna to the queen.

That's what I thought was right at this time.

"His Highness Douglas. Our blood afflicts a lot of people if we do something on our own. But if you still want to pass your opinion, you just have to escape the blood that runs through you."

I was surprised by the words she said when I turned seventeen and became more and more beautiful.

"But it..."

I can't hide my surprise. She smiles at me.

"If there are people who don't want to suffer and want to remain royal in this country, please admit your blood and be imprisoned. This is someone I wouldn't have met if it wasn't for the blood that runs through you. Please, take care of that person..."

Stunned.

I thought she was pathetic, she had a firm will of her own.

That wasn't funny. I say mean things to her unexpectedly.

"... Julianna's just like me, isn't she? Are you... accepting the blood that runs through you?

"It's a secret in my heart"

They teased me.

But I guess she accepts her own blood.

Otherwise, I can't laugh so brightly.

These days I was beginning to soothe my feelings of hatred.

Because even though I kept hating you so much, my father, my sister and my brother have all treated me the same as before.

But I have a contract with the Duke of McMillan.

Betrayal also leads to my death.

Because the Duke of Macmillan and I are united with the Diaghilev Empire.

"Okay. I'm gonna face my own blood, too."

That was the best word I could say.

"I hope that will lead us to His Highness Douglas."

Having said that, she seemed sincerely wishing me happiness.

Inside me, hot emotions overflow.

At this moment, I guess I fell in love with Julianna in a true way.

Reaching out to touch her, a nostalgic voice sounds.

"Brother, it's not good to touch other women when you have a fiancée. Do you feed with Grandpa Raccoon?

Edward stops wearing his usual cat and exposes himself to the nature he only shows in his body.

The voice seeped anger, and its eyes were intimidating me.

Is my brother in love with her again?

Edward, who thought she was so far away, felt close to the way she was desperate to be taken.

Then I lost to Edward and Julianna danced with Edward.

All nailed to the two elegantly dancing that song with great difficulty.

Occasionally, they talk intimately.

The emotion of wonder and jealousy did not rise.

I had myself hoping for those two.

I didn't think I'd be forgiven from the moment I had the hatred.

But still... I love my family.

Unexpectedly leaks a bitter laugh.

If it's for your family, accept the blood that runs through you.

Not yet, I might make it.

I made up my mind to end what I had done.