Jung Sua’s expression was a sight to see.

Her face resembled the look of a split second of realization after accidentally stepping off a cliff.

“Did you not say you lost your parents when you were young? Did you not say you were the same as me?”

“M-My Queen.”

“What about your younger sister? Did you not say her condition was so critical that you could not come when the draft call was made?”

“That’s not it! I mean, that is not correct, Your Majesty.”

“Then what is it?”

Charlotte Aria asked as if she still wanted to believe Jung Sua.

“If that’s not it, then…”

She asked a second time. However, Jung Sua only repeatedly opened and closed her mouth like a goldfish.

“Then what is it!?”

Startled by the sudden outburst, Jung Sua fell on her butt. Her legs had gone limp.

‘Say something. Tell me a reasonable excuse.’ Charlotte Aria urged her in her mind and asked three times, but Jung Sua failed to meet the queen’s expectations.

They both knew that there was no meaning in trying to cover it up now.

Jung Sua had nothing she could say to her. Now that she admitted everything with her own mouth, she knew that whatever she would say would be nothing more than a meaningless excuse.

“You were…”

Charlotte Aria’s sad gaze slowly became cold.

“Really a liar.”

The death sentence finally fell.

Jung Sua’s tears had dried up at some point, and she was feebly attempting to push herself away with her legs.

All the effort she put in over numerous years had suddenly evaporated in some 10 minutes.

It was an incredibly harsh consequence for a single slip of her tongue, but she surprisingly didn’t seem too shocked at the outcome. Only, the feelings of urgency and vanity were written clearly on her face.

Even while hurriedly trying to flee, Jung Sua could...