"I'm glad I didn't call off the engagement."

"I'm breaking off our engagement! I'm going to marry Lilia!" The crown prince declares loudly in the party hall, his arm around the waist of Lilia, a commoner-born girl. I, Maria, stare in bewilderment—and then speak clearly. "I object." I rush forward and grip Lilia's hand tightly. "Lilia. It would be such a waste for someone of your caliber to be the crown prince's fiancée. Please reconsider." "Eh......" Everyone around us is stunned. The crown prince remains frozen in his cool declaration pose.