The False Princess's Undoing

Synopsis

My sister, who had spent sixteen years as a fake heiress of my family, finally made her grand marriage, becoming the crown princess. On the day of the wedding, she wore the crown and bridal attire, walking through a sea of envious gazes before she came to stand before me. With fake kindness, she took my hand and said, "Natalia, don't blame us. You saved His Majesty's life, and our parents, well, they did what they thought was best for the Matthews family. Now that I'm married to the prince, you have me to rely on. From now on, I'll take good care of you." Her voice was soft, but there was a venomous pride in her eyes, a warning wrapped in the sweetness of her tone. I calmly pulled my hand away and watched as she stood next to Prince Everett Goodwin, accepting the congratulations of the court. Their self-satisfied expressions made them look like they owned the world. But they didn't know that I'd waited for this day far too long. As the ceremonial official began to announce the completion of the rites, I suppressed the hatred rising within me, stepped forward, and with a voice that was not loud, but clear enough to be heard throughout the entire Hall of the Highest Harmony, I said, "Wait." The room fell into stunned silence. I met the prince's furious gaze, my sister's terrified eyes, the bewildered looks of the court officials, and the Emperor's unreadable, yet meaningful glance from the throne. Slowly, I said, "I have the late Emperor's will. Your Majesty, please review it!"