Chapter 2
The Kingdom of Desar was located on a small island.
There were two reasons why this small country with little population and resources was famous. The first was that it was the location of a multinational pagoda.
Since it was a land where particularly powerful magical power flowed, wizards established magical towers for research purposes.
The second reason was the Desar royal bloodline.
Their beautiful appearance made them good spouses. The royal family had many children over the generations, and the offerings they received for marrying them kept the royal family going.
In a way, there was no other monarch who was truly lazy.
After saving the Prince, Isabelle returned to the castle for the first time. She thought of the second regression that had left the Prince for dead.
‘The seaside was certainly deserted that day.’
Before arriving at the palace, she was captured by the imperial troops for the murder of the Prince and taken away to a warship.
“Princess, where did you go last night? I was so surprised that you suddenly disappeared.”
She was all wet. Isabelle’s nanny and maid of honor, Verdell, covered her body with a large towel.
Just then the first Princess, Maria, came into the room.
“She’s always done that. She’s trying hard because my father is trying to sell her to another country.”
“Maria…sister?”
Isabelle looked back at the faint memory and stared at Maria.
Each time she repeated the regression, the memory of her previous life became fuzzy. It was like forgetting a dream after waking up from sleep.
‘She was the only family member that cared for Isabelle.’
“Congratulations on your wedding, Isabelle.”
“No! Please, help me sister, ahhh!”
Various sounds mixed in her head, and her ears rang.
Maria snickered at the pale and tired Isabelle, “She’s like that again”.
“Hey, are you upset that I came to visit you after so long? My name is Maria Desar, your heavenly oldest sister.”
‘Enough said, do you remember now? Stop acting and relax your expression.’ Gracefully lifting the hem of her skirt in greeting, Maria tapped Isabelle on the shoulder with the fan she was holding.
“Maria Desar…”
“Yes, yes, Maria Desar who came to take care of her step son, and went to see her ugly sister.”
The king had married the first princess, Maria, to a rich foreign nobleman. Maria, who usually did not talk about her family, was particularly angry today.
“I suppose you’re going to meet your potential groom today. “
“Potential groom?”
“Father is going to sell you off to a rich man, why do you pretend you don’t know, after you even wrote to him?”
Maria snorted, saying the letter looked like a suicide note.
“Sister….You wrote that letter. “
Is that why Isabelle threw herself into the sea? If that was the case, that was why she laid on the beach each time she regressed.
“Be prepared, Isabelle.”
“What?”
“If a potential groom is decided today, you’ll leave as soon as tomorrow. You remember I packed my bags that day, don’t you? I didn’t even have enough time to cry.”
“There was a potential groom… Who was it?”
“Why are you asking me that? The best one was Viscount Dantor, who was 41 years old, and I wanted to forget him.”
Forty-one years old? Has the king gone mad? Isabelle was only 22 years old.
“The youngest man was 41 years old?”
“No, the youngest was a cursed foreign Grand Duke.”
Grand Duke Bashke. Maria knew him well. She couldn’t not know him because her step son followed her around saying the Grand Duke was his master and his notoriety was brought to the empire.
On their wedding nights, all of the Grand Duke’s brides were dead.
There had been 12 dead brides so far. Because of this, the man with the wealth, honor, and beauty of the empire was still alone.
“Everyone says they’re afraid of the curse, but when they saw his face, they didn’t feel that way. That’s why there were a dozen brides.”
Isabelle was silent. Once she had a general grasp of the situation, there were two options.
Marry the Prince and got stabbed by the Little Mermaid.
Marry the Grand Duke and die under the curse on the first night.
Of course, there were “Marry Viscount Dantor,” or “live my life running and hiding from the palace,” but in three regressions, she always died on the same day.
There was no point to suffer because she had a set date to die anyway. Isabelle’s choice leaned towards the Grand Duke.
She wanted nothing to do with the Prince who had sent her to her death three times.
“Choose a young man, Isabelle. Don’t stay still and be sold to a grandfather (old man) like me.”
The age difference between Maria and her husband was over twenty years. In fact, the age difference between her and her step son was rather small.
Besides, her husband was lying on his sickbed like a corpse, and Maria had to take care of him.
“That, too, is regrettable, but I suppose my ill-mannered step son even spread the rumor that his stepmother is trying to take the land.”
Snow White.
Maria spoke the name as if she was chewing on it.
Snow White? Isabelle turned quickly to the side.
Isn’t this the ‘The Little Mermaid’ fairy tale?
Isabelle couldn’t believe that Maria’s stepson was Snow White…no, Prince Snow White.
“He was jealous of my beauty, so I sent him away. He didn’t come home because he was meeting his lover, and made such a rumor behind my back. How can I not be upset?”
Maria was upset that her husband was as old as her grandfather, but even her stepson complained that he would die because he was sick.
‘I never had this information in my past life…’
As the situation changed, so did the information Isabelle was getting.
‘If I change the original, I might have a way to live.’
Isabelle grabbed Maria’s skirt.
“Sister, where can I find Snow White?”
“Why? Would you like to marry him? Arthur. My proud son has a different lover for every day of the week. “
‘And the stepson is rejected.’ Maria drew the line like a sword.
“I just want to ask him something. Where did he go? “
“He went to the Magic Tower. But the Grand Duke’s ship will be arriving soon, shouldn’t you get ready before then?”
At that moment.
“Isabelle!”
The bedroom door slammed open, and an angry voice was heard. Isabelle’s father, King Desar, walked in with his big strides and raised his hand. His rough hand slapped Isabelle’s cheek.
Slap!
In her previous life, she would have endured this easily. However, Isabelle’s body was weak. She held out as much as possible not to turn her head, and slowly lifted one eyebrow.
‘If there’s one thing I’ve felt all my life…’
“You shouldn’t hit my face, father.”
Isabelle’s father thought of his daughter as an obedient doll.
Everyone pointed at Isabelle as an evil woman, but she had all the reasons for her warped personality.
An empty laugh flowed out.
“Why did you leave the palace all night long? Didn’t I say that a woman must be unconditionally careful?!”
“Why do you only criticize my attitude and not the debauchery of your son-in-law?”
“This girl!”
“Patience, father!”
If he hit her harder, Isabelle’s face would be really ruined. Maria hung onto the king’s arm and pleaded.
“She has great recovery magic, so it’s okay. Today I will correct the vulgarity of this awful thing.”
“Father, don’t you know that Isabelle can only heal others, but not herself!”
“Let’s try it today and we’ll see.”
The king, stricken with madness, raised his other hand.
‘Ha. I held the prince’s hand to get out of this crazy house.’
She had to make a different choice this time. The Grand Duke’s ship would arrive in the kingdom today?
Isabelle stared at the king with her eyes open.
“Soon the ships of the Neveland Empire will arrive here. Grand Duke Bashke is on board.”
“What?”
The king looked at the chamberlain who was standing beside him.
The chamberlain nodded to let him know that it was true.
“I intend to propose to the Grand Duke as soon as he arrives.”
“To that Grand Duke who is said to have killed all his brides on the first night?”
The king seemed to have a different interpretation of the Grand Duke’s curse.
He didn’t usually care for his daughter, but he was worried about her life…
“Yes. So if you want me to marry safely, do not touch me again.”
Lifting her chin high, Isabelle greeted him appropriately and left the room. ‘Ah, Princess’. The maid Verdell, who had been watching, followed her.
The king’s angry voice rang out from the room, but Isabelle walked out of the hallway with a cheerful smile.
****
Snow White was in a bad mood when he left the Magic Tower.
It was because the crumbling tower owner did not honor the contract by making one excuse after another.
”The Grand Duke will be disappointed.”
Snow, as his name meant, swept his silver white hair.
At that moment, a beautiful woman with a cold impression approached.
“Are you Snow White?”
”That’s right.”
‘She’s a familiar beauty. When did I see such a beautiful woman?’
Snow observed the beauty carefully.
Her cat-like eyes were high and clear, and her blue-green irises were like the transparent ocean.
And she has pure white skin and blonde hair.
Oh, blonde hair……….
“I am Princess Isabelle Desar. I’m your stepmother’s sister.”
“I just remembered.”
Snow stepped back with a forced smile.
He hated his memory for forgetting that Princess for a while. Eight years ago, on the day his father remarried, his stepmother’s sister came to the wedding hall and started a riot. The misbehavior, which lasted for three days and two nights, was said to have caused a big stir in the social circles of the Neveland Empire.
‘If I remembered well, I would have run away as soon as I saw her.’ (Snow)
No one would have known that the girl who was only beautiful in appearance would grow up to be the breathtaking beauty…
‘Nothing is going well today.’
He refused to tangle with a bad-tempered villainess. Snow tried to escape immediately.
“I’d like to ask you two favors.”
Isabelle brought up her main purpose.
“Oh, I’m a bit busy, so I can’t grant the Princess her request……………”
“Prince Neveland is now in our kingdom.”
He had probably arrived at the palace by now and was meeting the king.
“What did you say?”
“I thought you were looking for the missing Prince for a long time, right?”
“And how does the Princess know that?”
For a moment, Snow’s gaze changed sharply.
Isabelle met his gaze straight on and tilted her head.
“I somehow saved him.”
“Why did you do that…… ?”
“?”
“You’re the Imperial Prince’s savior.”
Snow chuckled. The change of attitude of the man who was thinking of running away until just now was natural.
“So will you do me a favor or not?”
“What kind of man would turn down a request from a beautiful Princess?”
“All right, then. Bring him to the empire as soon as possible. That’s my first request.”
“That punk…?”
Isabelle slightly averted her gaze.
Having died three times because of that Prince, words with mixed emotions came out unknowingly.