The Substitute Princess

Irene was woken up by the discussion outside the carriage.

"This is the princess sent by Xandia? I heard she's a beauty..."

"Sigh, what a pity... she'll actually be married to... sigh, what a pity."

"Shut up. if General Ronald hears you, your tongue will be pulled out."

The excited discussion just a moment ago stopped, and the outside became quiet again.

A moment later, the curtain was lifted. Jane actually knelt down on one knee outside the curtain and bowed respectfully to Irene. "Your Highness, please get off the carriage."

What?

Princess?

What princess? !

Jane was afraid that she would overreact and arouse the suspicion of the people around her, so she simply went into the carriage, grabbed Irene's hand, and pulled her out of the carriage.

Irene's mind could not think properly. She could not understand the situation at all, so she could only follow Jane out of the carriage.

Jane lowered her voice and said to her, "You have to use the etiquette that Jones taught you and walk like a princess."

Irene was full of fear, but at this moment, in a completely unfamiliar place, she could only believe Jane's words.

With Jane's help, Irene followed the guidance of the servants and walked into a room in the palace in a daze.

Jane dismissed the other servants with the excuse that Irene wanted to wash up. Then, she closed the door. After making sure that it was safe, she told Irene the truth.

"I know you have a lot of questions. Don't worry, I will tell you everything. But first, I have to warn you that there is no turning back here. If you are exposed, General Ronald will definitely let you die in the wilderness."

"General Ronald? !"

Ronald? Irene had heard of this general in Xandia. He was bloodthirsty and vicious, and he killed people without blinking.

A year ago, she had personally witnessed Ronald killing people during the war. That was also the first time she had witnessed the scene of killing people. She had nightmares for several days after returning home.

"That's right. For the sake of peace between the two countries, the king wanted the princess to marry Ronald. But you also know that Ronald's tyranny gave him a notorious reputation since a long time ago. How could the princess marry him? You've always wanted to repay the princess. This is your best chance."

Jane's words were blunt and forceful, leaving Irene no room for rebuttal.

Irene felt as if she had been struck hard, and her eyes began to glaze over.

She had always thought that the princess was very good to her.

She had always thought that she admired the princess who was afraid that she would be hidden.

She had always thought that the princess was really thinking of her, and had arranged a holiday for her.

In the end, she just wanted to use her and personally send her to the wolf's den.

Irene's eyes were a little sore. She bit her lips and felt extremely distressed.

In all actuality, the princess did not need to go through so much trouble. She was willing to do anything as long as the princess gave her the order. In the end, the princess treated her as a fool and played her like a fiddle before sending her here.

How cruel.

Jane was rather indifferent to Irene's grief. "The wedding will be held in three days. Don't even think about running away. The general hates deceit and betrayal the most. If he finds out that you're a substitute maid for the wedding, you and I will both die under his blade."

Irene quickly recovered from her grief and resentment.

She didn't want to be the general's wife. She wanted to live!

Irene calmed down and looked around the room.

The carved door was magnificent. Her reflection could be vaguely seen on the floor. The dressing table was filled with makeup and perfume.

These scenes were all familiar. This was the princess's preference.

The bed in the middle of the room was very wide. Four people could roll around on it without any problem. It was covered with a lace quilt. It was very soft and completely different from the quilt she had in the maid's room. The entire room showed the general's wealth.

However, Irene did not care about this. She opened the carved door, lifted the hem of her dress, and tiptoed out.

The palace was full of twists and turns. Irene tried hard to recall how she had entered the room just now. She wanted to leave by the same route.

Finally, she walked out of the palace. Some patrolling soldiers saw her and bowed their heads to greet her. Then, they turned back and continued to patrol.

It seemed that not only was this country's wealth not to be underestimated, but its military power was also very strong. In Xandia, one would not see such dedicated soldiers.

Using a gap in the patrol shift, Irene slipped out and carefully avoided the eyes of the soldiers. She walked along the outer wall of the palace. Every step she took was filled with fear, afraid that she would suddenly be stopped by someone.