Several ladies-in-waiting rushed forward to restrain Yumire, then backed off. Her movements were so violent that trying to hold her back risked hurting her.
"Broken off? Called off, just like that?! It's been six months since the royal marriage was decided. And now, after all this? Something's wrong here! Right? Isn't it?"
Yumire turned to look at her ladies-in-waiting, her face a mess of tears. The women couldn't answer, pressing their lips shut.
Because the broken engagement was simply the truth. But they couldn't say so outright. If they spoke the truth plainly, they doubted it would end with Yumire merely grabbing them by the hair.
"Mother? Where's Mother? I have to go see Mother!"
Yumire flung away the vase she'd been holding. Right…
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