Princess Who Hides Her Fandom chapter 7

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If we were to look for someone within the order who is friendly towards the princess…

Perhaps Diana, the long-time childhood friend of the crown prince?

“Anyway, I can’t listen to this anymore.”

Sirius Melvil shrugged his shoulders and left the banquet hall.

Watching his back, Hugo Rodien sneered inwardly.

‘Sirius Melvil, pretending to be a noble gentleman. Just a pervert obsessed with women.’

Hugo Rodien, being naturally reticent and blunt, didn’t particularly enjoy banquets.

However, he was willing to attend such gatherings.

Mainly because he didn’t have to see Princess Agnes.

Hugo didn’t like the princess and was also displeased that his sister Daisy was serving as the princess’s maid.

Daisy said the princess treated her well, but Hugo didn’t believe it.

‘Obviously, that wicked princess has brainwashed innocent Daisy.’

At that moment, two women approached where Hugo and Joshua were.

They were Diana and Hazel, members of the White Knights.

Diana, with her lovely red hair, was a long-time childhood friend of the crown prince and the deputy commander of the knights.

And Hazel Devon was someone Princess Agnes would have internally exclaimed as ‘the original female protagonist!’ upon seeing.

“Where’s Sirius? He was here a moment ago. Where did he suddenly go?”

Joshua shrugged in response to Diana’s question.

“He left, saying he couldn’t stand to hear the nobles righteously criticize Princess Agnes. So sensitive.”

“Well, that’s just like him…”

Diana murmured as if she expected it.

Sirius Melvil was a man who couldn’t stand to see any woman in trouble, regardless of who she was.

A problematic playboy but not a bad guy at heart.

“Honestly, I feel a bit the same way.”

Diana sighed.

Being the crown prince’s long-time childhood friend to Diana, the princess was like a younger sister.

They weren’t that close, but they had a good relationship when they were younger.

A beautiful lady in a bright yellow dress approached them at that moment.

She was the Saintess, Lilliana, known as the Star of the Empire.

“Oh, the heroes of the Order of White Knights are gathered here. What interesting conversation are you having?”

Her presence brightened the surroundings with her smile.

As Lilliana asked with her melodious voice, Hugo, who admired her secretly, blushed.

“We were discussing the Princess, Saintess.”

Joshua replied in a stiff voice.

At his words, Saintess Lilliana’s eyebrows fell slightly.

Her dark black hair and eyes reminded them of a delicate night fairy.

“I’ve heard about it too. I never imagined His Majesty would make such a decision…”

“Indeed, it was unexpected for me too.”

Hugo responded in a low voice.

Lilliana, observing his flushed face, smiled warmly.

Objectively, Hugo Rodien was quite a handsome man. He was the heir to the Rodien ducal family and had a good reputation within the knightly order.

However, he wasn’t appealing in the eyes of the Saintess.

Lilliana, who had become a saint overnight, was originally a commoner.

When she first demonstrated her saintly powers, the nobles treated her disdainfully.

But after she perfectly purified a few demonized nobles, their attitudes began to change.

Now, they respectfully addressed her as “Lady” and used honorifics.

No noble dared to treat her lightly anymore except the Princess.

The Princess, who had no manners to speak of, didn’t even consider Lilliana a person simply because she was of commoner origin.

But the more the Princess behaved this way, the less it bothered Lilliana.

The men felt even more pity for her as she was oppressed.

Thanks to her beauty and position as a saintess, the noblemen were desperate to court her but couldn’t.

Lilliana found this both amusing and ridiculous.

The same noblemen who had scorned her as a commoner were now eagerly seeking her attention.

It was thrilling to the point of causing tingles.

Every day felt like a fairy tale, and the Saintess’s pride soared to new heights.

Of course, she never showed this outwardly. But internally, she even pondered seriously,

‘Might I become the crown princess or a duchess?’

If someone knew her true thoughts, they would have sharply criticized her for her ignorance as a former commoner.

However, the Saintess was exceptionally talented at maintaining an innocent façade.

Originally, Lilliana wasn’t this detached from reality.

Even she had changed to this extent, reflecting how the reputation of the saintess was skyrocketing.

Marriage to a noble had been a distant dream when she was a commoner, but now, numerous noblemen awaited her choice.

It was clear that Hugo, right in front of her, was also waiting for a chance to propose.

As Lilliana smiled with her eyes, Hugo bowed his head in embarrassment.

Joshua, standing beside him, spoke in his usual cool tone,

“Isn’t it all for the best? Our Order of White Knights is rid of an annoying burden, and the Commander doesn’t need to waste his energy unnecessarily.”

It was well-known that the commander, Raymond, was always troubled by Princess Agnes’s relentless pursuits.

Diana was about to point out that calling the princess an annoying burden was a bit harsh, but Joshua continued without a pause,

“And the Saintess won’t have to frequently encounter those who unfairly criticize her, so it’s better for her too.”

“Me?”

Surprised at being mentioned, the Saintess responded as if it was unexpected.

“Oh, I don’t mind. It’s natural for the Princess to dislike me… Maybe it would be more convenient for Dame Devon?”

Lilliana smiled gracefully, shifting the focus to Hazel Devon.

Hazel, who had been silent until then, looked at the Saintess with a startled expression.

“Everyone is here.”

At that moment, Raymond, who had been with the crown prince earlier, approached where his fellow knights were.

The Saintess, spotting him, greeted him with a warm smile.

“You’re here, Sir Spencer! We were just discussing how the Princess has joined the Black Knights. Now, it will be easier for Dame Devon.”

“Dame Devon? Why?”

What does Dame Devon have to do with the Princess?

It was a puzzling statement to anyone who heard it.

“Oh my, did I just make a slip of the tongue?”

Lilliana covered her mouth as if she had said something wrong.

Diana frowned at her act. It was too transparent a tactic.

The Saintess had been paying excessive attention to Hazel Devon, especially in front of Raymond, the crown prince, and sometimes even Diana.

Her skill at appearing benevolent while subtly undermining others was cunning.

Only the naive failed to notice it.

Hugo Rodien was a prime example of such naivety.

“It’s not wrong, so don’t worry about it, Saintess.”

Hugo reassured her.

Meanwhile, Hazel Devon remained silent.

Lilliana muttered with a near-tearful expression.

“I’m sorry, I’m still not used to the nobles’ way of speaking…”

“Your honesty is your virtue, Saintess. It’s something no one else can imitate.”

Hugo continued to praise her, and Lilliana smiled contentedly.

“Thank you for your kind words.”

Then Lilliana continued to speak to Raymond while occasionally glancing at the silent Hazel Devon.

Her glances at Hazel were laced with hidden mockery.

‘What’s the use of being a noble? Neither as beautiful nor as kind as me, and without any purification powers.’