Lady to Queen

Patrizia returned to her bedroom and lay down on the bed. 'Not less than two hours after my recurrence, I had already changed the axis case from the past. Originally, Nilla would have told our Father. She would say she will become the Queeness. Because she would have lost in the random draw.' Patrizia bit hard onto her lips without realizing.     

'In the past, both Nilla and I didn't want to be the Queeness.' She was, as mentioned earlier, a woman who didn't want an excessively high position. She was well aware of the many dangers which came with that position due to reading on historical events. Of course, she had changed her mind now because of the terrible tragedy in the past.     

And her sister, was someone who always lived in a dream. Nilla dreamed of a fairy tale, and waited for a Prince on a white horse. For someone like her, the Queeness position was almost like an arranged marriage, it wouldn't be attractive.     

'In the past with the random draw, which was quite a ridiculous method, deciding the Queeness. The result was Nilla, and the ending was death.' Patrizia, who had thought this far, bit her lips until she drew blood.     

'I had returned to the past, and changed the future by becoming the Queeness instead of Nilla. With this, it was possible to not repeat our tragic past which our family and I died.'     

'Anyways, even if I had to be the Queeness, it's fine, as long as I didn't become the Queen. Even if I did become the Queen, this sacrifice meant everyone would continue to have happy lives, then that was enough. This was a hundred, a thousand times better than re-doing the chaos of the past.'     

"Now is not 3 years later."     

'The future can be changed and I would change it myself no matter what. It was impossible to see what the future would look like, but at least it wouldn't lead to the tragedy of the past. I would use all of my strength to make sure it didn't happen. So you can look forward to a happy ending in this life, older sister.'     

"I'll ensure I make it that way."     

Patrizia made up her mind. Instead of her sister as a Queeness, maybe as a Queen, she could wipe away all the memories of the past.     

As the week has passed, the profiles of the five Queeness were revealed, Lady Rafaella of Marquis Bringston, Lady Greta of Count Arzeldo, Lady Barbara of Marquis Divar, Lady Trisha of Duke Vashi, and finally herself.     

Originally, it was customary for Lady Trisha to be the Queen, but for some reason in the past, her sister beat Lady Trisha and became the Queen. Patrizia was going to try failing the Queen as much as possible, but she didn't expect much. This was because of how it was unfolded in the past.     

Finally on the day Patrizia had to leave for the Palace, Petronilla held onto Patrizia's hand without letting go, tears lingering in her eyes, "Lizzy, nothing else matters, you just have to return safely, okay?"     

Patrizia's look deepened as she stared at Petronilla. 'Three years ago, I had been just like that. I had tightly held onto Petronilla's hand as she prepared to leave for the Imperial Palace. I told her to be careful. In the end, she healthily came back as the Queen.' Patrizia laughed thinly, "Nill, I'll miss you."     

"Same, Lizzy. We've never been apart for this long..."     

Petronilla's voice was subdued as she said this. From the time they were in their mom's belly, to now, 19 years later, they had never been apart for such a long period. Others might say, "what's the big deal with only a week," but it was the first time for these two sisters. Patrizia held Petronilla in her embrace, like a baby she pleaded in a whisper, "...You can't come to the palace, okay?"     

She said these words from worrying too much. 'Petronilla had said she didn't want to become the Queen and would ensure she was dropped, but then fell for the Emperor at first sight, and made all sorts of efforts to become the Queen.'     

Of course, now she was the Queeness herself, but you just never knew. 'There was nothing bad about being careful.' Petronilla chuckled at her request, "You sure are silly... Do I look that stupid? I don't plan on smearing mud on my younger sister and family, so don't worry."     

"...Ok."     

Finally, Patrizia patted her sister's shoulder, and greeted the Marquis and Marchioness Grochester couple.     

"I will be back."     

"Yes, Lizzy. As your sister said, come back safely."     

"I believe you will behave well, my daughter."     

Her parent's voices were so evident with worry, Patrizia thought she might burst into tears, when fortunately the arrival of the coachmen saved her from such an embarrassment. Finally, Patrizia, who had been in an embrace of the Marquis and Marchioness couple, boarded the carriage to the Imperial Palace.     

It was the beginning of a different past...