DUE TO MISHAP, I BECAME QUEEN

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'Countess, thank you for the advice,' Ernest said gently, his voice penetrating her eardrums that were about to explode from anger. (Zuben: Y'all know what to do by now)

What have I done?! She cried to herself in dismayed; she had forgotten Ernest was beside her.

No, it wasn't that she had forgotten, but that she could not suppress herself any longer.

Since that day, the powerful love potion had unintentionally been reinforced, but she wondered if it was effective in such a situation. (Zuben: Boohoo Love potion, one moment. Love-to, protect me the next)

Even if her shortcomings were not unique, would know them to cancel the effect of the love potion?

Amber took a deep breath to calm her upset mind. She tried to take a step back almost unconsciously trying to run away. But his strong arm was around her waist, and his arm tightened when she moved.

Her sister must despise Amber who put her into a corner. A man, who would not condescend to deplore Amber in face of her exceedingly loveable sister, surely did not exist.

But as before, Amber was a loser who could not hold back her frustration with Leticia. She knew it but she had nearly shown her contempt to Ernest beside her. How undignified. Her hands trembled. Another man being contemptuous, she could handle, but if she became hated by Ernest...her eyes began to be filled with despair.

But at this moment, Amber could not run away or cry to induce sympathy.

Ernest's large hand stroked her waist, as though he was comforting her.

'Pardon me, Countess, but unfortunately, I am unable to understand what you are trying to say.'

'Eh?' Both ladies blinked in puzzlement.

What did Ernest say?

Leticia turned to Matthias with a look of doe-eyed confusion and grasped the sleeve of his suit, 'Matthias, was my explanation not good?'

'No, I think what you said was very easy to understand.'

'Is that true?'

'Yes, my dear.' Matthias hugged his wife to his chest.

Then he turned to his liege, 'But Your Majesty, pardon me and kindly explain your confusion to my lovely wife.'

'I will.'

Ernest continued to stroke Amber' flank comforting her. His now-familiar warmth transmitted through her clothes to her skin easing the tension. Her heart had been frantically trying to build a fragile wall.