Noble status, dazzling appearance, and unparalleled talent.
The life of a princess, who had all these conditions that could not be modest, was solid.
I’m self-centered?
What is that?
It’s a life lived without caring about the regard of others.
“Look at this white fur. It’s like a snowball. Fluffy.”
Who dares to touch me frivolously?
No matter how much I shouted, I couldn’t reach the dazed-looking maids.
Eristella, the most capable woman of all time, was cursed and became a small fox.
***
It wasn’t too bad that the people of the Grand Duchy, who used to grind their teeth when I was a princess, showed affection.
“Eristella.”
The foe-like fiancée, who I most wanted to avoid, said,
“Should I call you by a proper name?”
Before he discovered my identity.
