Enemies
The Daughter of the Prime Minister, Marielle, was the one that was called the most outstanding daughter of the high society. She had waited for her father to propose the marriage with the Duke, though, the Crown Prince was the second-best option.
"Miss Marielle, you should calm down, maybe there is…"
"What are you saying?! Are you stupid?!"
The little maid on the side cowed and shut up. She knew the temperament of Miss Marielle, even if on the outside she was called a virtuous and gentle lady, in reality, she had a bad personality. After all, she was used to getting things her way every time and she had schemed a lot to frame that stupid princess to make her the laughingstock of the Kingdom.
Marielle looked at the invitation letter on the desk shoved it to the floor.
"What are you waiting for? Get it up!"