In the end, a child who should not have been born from my mother's womb was born that day. After that, as was natural, I was pushed down the pecking order of my mother and father, and thus my position as heir to the throne was put in jeopardy.
"Now the princess will go to hell" Maid 1
"What do you mean?" Maid 2
"The crown prince was born. No matter how old the princess is, she can never ascend to the throne. A princess who cannot ascend to the throne will only keep her position and name, and will be treated as a concubine." Maid 1
"Why can't the princess ascend to the throne?" Maid 2
"Historically, as long as there is a crown prince, a princess cannot ascend to the throne. Even if the king were to seat her with his authority, there would be strong opposition from the ministers. Ultimately, as long as there is a crown prince, the princess will have to live in the palace until she is forced to marry into another country." Maid 1
I heard that story when I was seven. I knew it was a very difficult thing for a seven-year-old to handle. From then on, I fought tooth and nail to avoid becoming like the princesses who had been there before. Because that was all I could do.
But nothing changed.
I was pushed out without even trying, and I was so miserable that I was pushed out of the position of crown princess just because a boy was born. That's why I hated you and loathed you even more. I hate you so that my heart can feel at ease.
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"Sister! I picked some flowers!"
"This is a tiger flower. Isn't it pretty? What does it mean?"
"It's noisy. Get out of here."
I returned without even looking back, trying hard to avoid the eyes staring at me. I didn't even listen to what he said after that.
"The flower language is... please love me..."
After that too
"Sister!"
"I made a bracelet and I made it to give to my sister!"
The shape wasn't bad, as if it had been painstakingly crafted by those tiny hands. But I didn't accept it. No, I couldn't accept it.
"Okay. Take it."
"I made it just for you, sister..."
"Do I look like I have time to chat with you right now?"
"I'm sorry..."
Jungkook's bright smile vanished at my words, and he turned away with a drooping face. What can I do? It's our unfortunate fate, determined from birth. I'm just following that fate to survive.
After all, happiness is a luxury for me.
Actually, this is something I wrote a long time ago, but I didn't upload it because it was too short. But I thought I wouldn't upload it anymore if I didn't upload this one, so I'm uploading it! I don't know if there are still people waiting, but I'll come back someday!