Even though I loved the Prince so deeply, he always only had eyes for my sister. He never properly replied when I spoke to him, never even looked my way, always only gazed at my sister, and permitted only her to call him by his name.

One day, I began to have nightmares.

They were long, drawn-out nightmares in which I repeatedly interfered with the romance between my sister and the Prince, only to be utterly ruined. I believed there was only one way to avert this destruction: to give up on my own love and wholeheartedly support my sister's and the Prince's romance.

2021/3/1

Submitted for the 9th Net Novel Grand Prize.