Are You Satisfied That I Am Dead? - Chapter 1: The Annulment
The girl stood expressionless, staring at him for the coldness in his words, announced from across the stage.
The lavish hall grew silent even though it had been in an unbelievably peaceful atmosphere until now. At Nylna Kingdom Royal Academy’s graduation ceremony, all graduates alongside their partners have gathered here.
The boy who stood on that stage was Bellevuet Nylna.
Fiery red hair, and jewel-like emerald eyes, standing so gallantly to the point that you wouldn’t believe this 19 years old boy is the Crown Prince of this country.
Today, he is officially a graduate, and as of now has just finished his speech as the graduate representative.
The girl Bellevuet is currently facing with disdain is Llorona Luce, the daughter of Count Luce.
Her transparent violet eyes and dignified features made her somewhat mature. Donned in a vivid red dress, hair tied in a delicate arrange that subsequently reveals her fine scruff of the neck, she exudes an alluring beauty you wouldn’t expect from an 18 year old girl.
In silence, she was a beautiful girl akin to a large doll.
Right now, she was supposed to deliver her speech for the graduates as the representatives of students.
Llorona and Bellevuet have been betrothed since children by both of their families.
“Lord Bellevuet! For you to speak so cruelly here…you have no mercy for my dear sister!”
The girl by Bellevuet’s side, who had been restraining herself, cried.
Her name is Lumina Luce.
Sporting loosely wave amber-colored hair and eyes that looked like melted honey, this lovely girl is the little sister of Llorona, who had successfully made herself known to society a while ago.
Teary-eyed, Lumina speaks pitifully of Llorona, although the corner of her lips seemed to twist into a smile in an irrepressible happiness.
The surrounding crowd stared at the scene, the look on their faces split into two as either half concern or half interest, wondering what on earth had just happened here.
Llorona slightly casted her gaze downwards, as if contemplating about something, but it looks as if she feels absolutely nothing towards this.
“I understand.”
Llorona responded calmly, followed with a deep bow, and she turned her back against them.
She moves without hesitance, the hem of her dress flutters gently in the air, as if a dignified actress performing on stage.
“H, hey! Aren’t you going to ask why!?”
“Sister?”
Bellevuet and Lumina raised their voices. They seemed to be rather taken aback at how easily Llorona accepted the situation. Llorona stopped at her tracks and slowly turned around. Bellevuet, whose face is tightened with impatience, deliberately clears his throat.
“You took advantage of being my fiance, selfishly initiated a trade with the lower-classes and denigrated the nobles. Apart from that, haven’t you been horribly treating your sister Lumina just because her mother wasn’t a noble born? Such a character is unfitting for the consort of this country.”
“Is that so?”
“Indeed, it is. Do you have anything to say about this?”
“There is none.”
Bellevuet seemed to have more to say, but looking at how unfazed Llorona is, he swallowed his words. Lumina’s face grows anxious.
“Is that all? I shall handle the annulment procedures.”
“Hey!!”
As if listening to him would waste her time, Llorona leaves the scene.
From the onlookers perspective, it is as if Llorona was the one who broke the engagement and left completely unwearied by it. Bellevuet was left with a bewildered crowd observing him as he screamed `Such a tedious woman until the end!’ in distress, forcing himself to ease the situation.
The engagement annulment between the Crown Prince and the Count’s daughter at the Royal Academy’s graduation ceremony became a national breaking news for the whole day.
However, a far more startling news follows after that.
It is the death of the Count’s daughter, Llorona Luce.
This is a fateful story of those who had lost their greatest gears, soon to be swallowed by a great course of events.
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