1: When the Prince and the Saint Fall in Love

“Daisy, I swear that I’ll cherish you for the rest of my life. Therefore, always believe in me and stay with me.”

At the age of ten, when I was chosen as the fiancée of the first prince, His Highness Freddie, he gave me a bright smile. At that moment, I thought of his smile the definition of the expression, ‘brilliant.’

“Yes, I’ll always believe in your judgment and support you, Your Highness Freddie.”

At my answer, he nodded with satisfaction.

Ever since that day, even now, at the age of 15, I had been doing my utmost to live my life with the sole purpose of being able to support Lord Freddie, even if just a little.

Everything was so that when Lord Freddie became the crown prince and then the king, I’d always respect his judgment and prove him correct.

***

“…Lord Freddie collapsed?”

When I heard the sudden news, I couldn’t process what was being said.

After all, up until yesterday, Lord Freddie seemed to be doing well. As such, I had no reason to worry.

Moreover, he was truly looking forward to today’s 16th birthday party.

“Lady Daisy.”

Upon arriving at the royal palace, the second prince, His Highness Jake, greeted me.

“Your Highness Jake, how is Lord Freddie doing?”

His Highness Jake looked at me with concern and then carefully broke the news.

“The royal physician diagnosed him with Tiarz disease…”

“What!?”

I was at a loss for words.

Tiarz was a disease of unknown origin that was said to infect 16-years-old males. However, the chance of occurrence was usually low, and usually only spread among commoners. At the same time, it was an incurable disease.

“How did Lord Freddie…?”

“I don’t know. Until now, no one—let alone in the royal family—has ever developed the disease. After all, it’s a disease that only spreads among commoners…”

As His Highness Jake clutched his head, his eyes wavered with frustration and despair. Surely, I had the same look on my face…

For two weeks straight starting from that day, I remained by Lord Freddie’s side.

As the fiancée of the first prince, I was given a private chamber in the royal palace. Usually, it was for when a dinner parties were being held for guests from abroad. I rested there when I wasn’t nursing Lord Freddie in his room.

Despite us being engaged, I wasn’t allowed to spend the night with him.

Moreover, as his caretaker, there was a limit to my ability. I was no physician. Thus, all I could do was pray for Lord Freddie’s recovery while holding his hand.

“Lord Freddie, please, please open your eyes… God, please save Lord Freddie. I’m willing to do anything…”

For two weeks, I prayed and prayed all the time. But no matter how much I prayed, my wish didn’t come true.

I was helpless, frustrated, sad, and tormented because I could only hold the hand of the ailing Lord Freddie.

‘The daughter of a viscount, Lula, has awakened to the power of the saint!’

The news was as sudden as when Lord Freddie had collapsed.

The king, the queen, along with the other high-ranking vassals put the entirety of their hopes on the power of the saint.

Thus, Lula was summoned to the royal palace before then being sent straight to Lord Freddie’s room.

“I still don’t know how to properly use my power…”

While saying that, Lyla apologetically stared at me.

“Lady Daisy, can you please let go of His Highness Freddie?”

It was only after Lula pointed that out that I realized that even though the king and the queen were there, I was still clutching Lord Freddie’s hand.

After I had released him and joined the others, Lula sat down where I was, held Lord Freddie’s hand just like I previously was, and prayed.

Then, Lord Freddie’s body was enveloped in light.

It was truly a miraculous spectacle.

Amidst that miracle, Lord Freddie opened his eyes.

Seeing his blue eyes for the first time in two weeks, I was truly relieved.

While everyone there was relieved and immersed in the afterglow of the miracle, Lord Freddie spoke to Lula.

“…I—”

“Your Highness Freddie, I’m glad I made it in time.”

“You are?”

“I’m Lula, of the Viscount Oz family. I humbly prayed for Your Highness Freddie’s recovery.”

“…This warmth… The warmth that I felt during my suffering… Was it you?”

“I truly wanted to save you, Your Highness Freddie…”

“…Lady Lula.”

“Your Highness Freddie…”

Lord Freddie’s eyes, as he gazed at Lula, had a passion I had never witnessed before.

…Thus, I could only watch during the precise moment when my beloved fiancée for more than five years fell in love with the saint.

***T/N: B, but which saint will heal me from this NTR pain…??? IT’S SO PAINFUL AND IT’S ONLY THE FIRST CHAPTER!!!! Little mermaid much? Except the saint did save him…

Also, Tiarz Plague, pfft!!! Long time readers, do you still remember this story???