Princess Milabuella POV — Seething Villainess
How dare she.
Mere… fat Lady Seraphine. The audacity. The gall. The insolence of that woman, waltzing into my kingdom, into my palace, into the very chambers of my father's court… and taking everything. The attention. The admiration. The awe. The respect that should have been mine.
For him, I am nothing. A decoration. A delicate jewel meant to gleam but never speak. A princess to smile politely, bow gracefully, obey, and be quietly admired from afar—but never truly proudly. I have done everything. Everything. Studied hard, memorized etiquette, mastered diplomacy, flawless posture, perfect handwriting, exquisite musical talent, arts, languages, history…
I followed every command, anticipated every wish, offered my obedience and my excellence… and yet, for all my effort, for all my perfection… he never noticed. Never cared. Never appreciated.
