On the day I learned that I was being ridiculed by my kind-hearted half-sister, and after my fiancé was taken from me and my engagement was broken off, I fell into despair. I will never forgive them.

When I was ten years old, my mother died, and I was taken in by the Marquis, my father. My mother was a former servant, and when my stepmother opposed taking me in, my half-sister spoke up for me, and I was raised in the mansion. I was bullied at times, but my kind sister protected me, and I was happy. However, when I was chosen as the Crown Prince's fiancée, my sister glared at me intensely, and from that point on, she stopped speaking to me. Half a year later, it was claimed that I was not the Marquis's daughter, but born from my mother's affair with another man. My engagement was broken, I was cast out, and when I returned to my family home, my sister drove me away, calling me a lowborn girl and not her sister. That's when I learned my sister had framed me and taken my place as the Crown Prince's fiancée. I decided to undergo the trial of the Judgment Gate to reveal the truth, but...