The Reason I Made Her My Queen - Chapter 4

“Your Majesty.”

King Ramiro, who had been working, looked up from his documents at the voice of his aide.

“What is it?”

“Regarding the maid who has caught Your Majesty’s interest, it appears your suspicions were correct—she is no ordinary maid.”

“…Elaborate.”

“Yes. As per Your Majesty’s instructions, we were monitoring the maid serving the queen, and it seems she is actually Princess Petronila of the Kingdom of Carnia.”

One of King Ramiro’s eyebrows rose.

“Oh. Just as I thought.”

“You were aware of this?”

“I merely had my suspicions.”

“So ,you had confirmation then.”

“Yes.”

“Might I ask what gave it away?”

“The first thing that made me suspect Nila was the Princess of Carnia was her eyes.”

“Her eyes?”

“Indeed. Though it’s different now, the Carnia royal family all once had iridescent eyes. Because of this, every nation desired marriage alliances with them. Iridescent eyes were considered the mark of the Carnia royalty. However, it seems those with such eyes have since disappeared.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes. When I first saw Nila’s eyes, I suspected, but her demeanor and mannerisms as a maid were not those of a princess. She is educated, her manners are perfect, yet her self-esteem is remarkably low. So low it made me take notice. Still, it became necessary to determine why the Princess of Carnia would be posing as a maid.”

“Could she be a spy?”

“Judging by her behavior so far, that seems unlikely. If Nila were a spy, she would have conducted herself more skillfully. No one would be foolish enough to use such an amateur. But what of the other maids’ behavior? Their insults, knowing she is their own princess, are abnormal. The fact that no one reprimands them is also concerning. Investigate these matters further.”

“Understood. I shall begin at once.”

“Good. I’m counting on you, Sante.”

King Ramiro wore a mocking smile as he spoke his aide’s name.

The young man called Sante immediately composed his expression, bowed, and left the office.

The maid serving the queen, Nila.

Her true identity: Princess Petronila.

Despite being a princess, her treatment was appalling.

She was the child of the King of Carnia, known for his womanizing who had casually slept with a maid.

Moreover, that maid served the queen.

Perhaps because of this, the queen held a grudge against the princess.

While the queen was inwardly exasperated by her husband’s habitual infidelity, the fact that he had slept with and impregnated her own personal maid was a profound humiliation.

The queen’s wrath was fierce, and it was directed not at her husband, but at the maid.

This may have been the origin of Princess Petronila’s poor treatment.

“Perhaps the queen was also the reason the maid was made a concubine.”

What a distasteful affair.

The King of Carnia likely feared the queen might kill both the maid and the unborn child.

Wanting to protect his own flesh and blood, he made the maid his concubine to ensure the safety of mother and child.

“Beyond that, he did nothing.”

Whether he thought their survival was enough, or he simply abandoned them out of inconvenience.

The maid’s family was a humble baronial house.

Judging that his daughter held no political value, he likely grew indifferent.

Even after the concubine’s death, he probably provided only the bare necessities and left her to her fate.

It’s absurd.

This is no way to treat one’s own child.

A princess scorned not only by her family, but by the palace servants and nobles as well.

No one reprimands them.

Not a single soul.

To expect her to maintain her pride as a princess under such circumstances is unreasonable.

In such an environment, it’s no wonder her self-esteem is low and she has become servile.

“Your Majesty, what will you do?”

“Right.”

Having heard Sante’s report, King Ramiro pondered for a moment.

“I will formally install her as my concubine.”

“Wh-what? Are you certain?”

Uncharacteristically, Sante was flustered.

Usually composed, his reaction was rare.

Seeing the typically calm and collected man so unsettled, King Ramiro’s lips naturally curved into a smile.

“What is it, Sante? Do you object to making Nila my consort?”

“N-no! Not at all!”

“Then there should be no issue.”

“But though she is a princess, she is a bastard. And in our kingdom, she is merely ‘the daughter of a Carnian baron.'”

Sante’s concern lies with the princess’s status in the Kingdom of Fabra.

It can only be described as identity fraud.

From princess to baron’s daughter.

This baronial house is the princess’s maternal family.

“She is not treated as a princess in the Kingdom of Carnia. Being a baron’s daughter should pose no problem.”

As the king spoke so nonchalantly, Sante felt a headache coming on.

“So, you intend to continue presenting Princess Petronila as being from a baronial family?”

“I would prefer to, but that’s impossible. We will reveal her true status at the opportune moment. But not now. Keep the matter of her becoming my concubine confidential. And continue investigating the internal affairs of the Kingdom of Carnia.”

“As you command.”

After receiving further detailed instructions, Sante left the office.

Though some of the orders struck him as dubious, he showed no sign of it and, having heard them all, set out to carry out the king’s will.