The Saint Disappeared with Her Memories — Her Broken Engagement Decided the Kingdom’s Destiny - Chapter 24

I’ve angered Lord Eric after all.

“You too would say such a thing!?”

Lord Eric’s cold voice still clings to my ears and won’t fade away. I regretted it after saying it, but it was already too late. The disappointment in his eyes pierces my chest like a sharp knife.

This is exactly why I didn’t want to do it. I never wanted to bring up the request for financial support from the temple in the first place. This was supposed to be our precious time alone together, so why did I have to bring up such a topic?

It’s all the temple people’s fault. I only conveyed it because those old sages told me to. They came to me saying, “If the Saint makes the request, even the Crown Prince wouldn’t refuse,” acting all high and mighty while using me.

Why should I be burdened with the temple’s responsibilities? I’m the Saint. I’m someone respected by people throughout the kingdom. Should someone like me have to worry about money? That’s the old sages’ job, isn’t it?

Those old sages are truly useless. While I’m performing blessings and healing as the Saint, they can’t even manage finances properly. Why should I have to clean up their mess outside of my own duties? Shouldn’t our positions be reversed? They should be helping me, the Saint.

But they were so persistent that refusing might have worsened my standing in the temple. That’s the only reason I agreed to their request. I should have just ignored their plea. I shouldn’t have told Lord Eric.

If he abandons me at such a crucial time, it’s all over. I thought I could finally be happy after being chosen as the Saint and having my engagement to Lord Eric decided. If things fall apart, how do those old sages plan to take responsibility?

This isn’t just my problem, it’s an issue for the entire temple. The royal family might even abandon the temple. Seeing Lord Eric’s cold attitude makes me think so. For the Crown Prince himself to show such clear displeasure.

That would be the worst-case scenario. If the temple loses the royal family’s protection, even my position would be at risk. Would that mean my climb to the Saint’s position was all for nothing? I never imagined things would come to this.

After returning to my room, I stood before the large full-length mirror and stared at my reflection. The Saint clad in pure white dress, golden hair carefully styled, the holy symbol at my neck shining silver. In this form, I’ve saved many people. But honestly, the Saint’s work is bothersome. Work keeps piling up from morning till night.

Blessings, healing, offering prayers… When will I ever have time for myself? I want more sweet moments with Lord Eric. I want to live elegantly like a noble lady—dressing up, attending tea parties, living in luxury.

The fear of having our engagement broken off washes over me. I absolutely refuse. I won’t let anyone take away my dream of being Crown Prince Eric’s fiancée and becoming the next queen. That’s everything to my life.

No matter how high-ranking a noble might be, they can’t compete with the queen’s authority. Living in a luxurious palace, wearing beautiful dresses, adorning myself with jewels—an elegant, extravagant life awaits me. I can’t even imagine letting that go.

But his attitude today was clearly different. There was no gentle smile like usual, he looked at me with eyes cold as ice. “Please don’t disappoint me further,” he said, throwing such cruel words at me as if I were someone insignificant.

Though I cried and managed to get his forgiveness, did he truly forgive me? Or did he just find it bothersome? When he hugged me, it felt somewhat formal and lacked warmth. I’m terrified that Lord Eric’s feelings are gradually slipping away.

I never expected to be caught between the temple and the royal family. I was supposed to become the Saint and unite with Lord Eric. I only wanted that simple happiness. Why has everything become so complicated?

I have to do something. I must change this situation somehow!

I desperately started thinking about what I could do to repair my relationship with Lord Eric. First, I’ll refuse all unnecessary requests from the temple from now on. I’ll never bring up anything that might trouble him again. Then, I’ll devote myself more to Lord Eric and make him happy. I’ll wear new beautiful dresses, act more charmingly, and win back his heart.

Let the temple solve its own problems. I won’t let anything interfere with my relationship with Lord Eric ever again. I need to be firm with those old sages. Since I’m the Saint, they should listen to me. My position is higher, I’m superior.

I don’t care if my reputation in the temple suffers. In fact, becoming queen would give me greater power, so I don’t need to worry about the temple. I won’t mistake my priorities. The queen’s throne is what I should aim for.

Yes, this is fine. I’ll win back Lord Eric’s heart and protect my position as the next queen. That’s what matters most. I never had any interest in the Saint’s responsibilities from the beginning.

The Saint’s duties don’t matter anymore. All I want is the queen’s throne. That’s the one thing I’ll never yield to anyone. My happiness comes first and foremost.