Side Story II. - The real Queen part I.

Ariana Tia Vanderberg. She was the only child, and the heir of the Vanderberg family. A beautiful, rich, smart child. Perfect noble lady.

Ariana had always wanted one thing, to be a queen. Since she was a little girl, she was aware of that, she was the number one crown princess candidate, and she chose her studies accordingly.

By the age of 12, she had officially become Jerome's fiancée, though she had met the prince at the age of only 18, in her mind, the imaginary male ideal she had fallen in love and the prince was one person, and she sincerely believed that her love would be reciprocated after the marriage.

After all, who doesn't want the richest, most beautiful and well-educated maiden in the country.

Ariana loved the attention, the love, the envy that surronded her, which is why she tried to attend every ball and event where she could show off her "superiority".

She was not particularly cruel or contemptuous, she only had a healthy ego that one could either tolerate… or not.

Of course, she could not get Jerome's attention… the young prince was not interested in anything but war, the desire to prove himself… The wedding was an uninteresting extra that belonged to the life of the ruler. Jerome was so preoccupied with shaping the image of the righteous king, that he was not even interested in physical pleasures — so he did not chased after women. After being told that the bride is a beautiful girl with unparalleled intelligence, the young Crown Prince, contentedly like a book on the shelf, set Ariana aside so that he would take her out, when her role became relevant.

The first blow to her face was, when she heard her future husband looking for a beautiful blonde beauty.

Ariana's life so far, like a novel she had written, had progressed perfectly in its way, but the distraction that had emerged could have ruined everything… so she visited the Crown Prince for the first time in her life.

At that time, Jerome was only looking for the mysterious stranger, because of his knowledge, but Ariana was blinded by rumors. The jealousy and the humiliating feeling, that they hadn't even married, and her future husband had already crawled into a no one's bed… she couldn't control herself, and failed to sneak herself into Jerome's graces on the first meeting.

She stood in front of the man he had always dreamed of… but she could only accuse, and threaten him.

So many times she imagined that the first encounter would start with a romantic innocent look, a dumb question… about some insignificant topic .. as they smile… as they fell in love with each other…

But she could not make her dreams come true. No… her pride… couldn't bear to have that Jerome crushed her even before the wedding, afterall… she was Ariana Tia Vanderberg.

Jerome was sitting at his desk. As the girl stormed into his office, he saw nothing but a ridiculous harpy — beauty, a well-bred future bride —it was nowhere.

"The woman you're so jealous of is a man. And now, if you'll excuse me, I have work to do. "

With that, he left the girl, humbled to the extreme, falling to the ground in shame with a red face.

"Man? Ha… hahaha… "

Ariana laughed at her own stupidity… which slowly turned into crying… as she realized herself, with this act she had completely ruined herself.

"No… nothing is not lost yet, I can still fix it! Yes .. after the wedding you will get to know me better and love me… I know, I can do it! "