Claira De Rudius.
The fifth Princess of the royal family was to be married to the Baron of Blanks.
The moment these words spread through the capital, shock and horror followed. People could hardly believe it. To them, it felt like marrying cow dung to the most beautiful flower in the world.
Young maidens who had fallen in love with Ethan after seeing him in the capital cried openly in the streets.
"Wuuuhh…"
"What is this bullshit!"
"Why not me!"
Their jealousy turned into curses, and all of them were directed at Claira.
No one had truly seen her, yet the rumor of her being cursed had already spread everywhere. Her infamy was brutal and deep. People whispered her name with fear and disgust, as if it itself carried misfortune.
Because of this, there would be no grand wedding. No celebration, no feast, no ceremony. Ethan only had to pick her up and leave. That was all.
