She grew up enveloped in pride rather than love, for she was not merely the Crown Princess but also the one who tirelessly labored to prove the worthiness of her position. However, all was shattered, and now everyone demands that she assume the role of a fool, a picture of endearing incompetence and carelessness. With a heavy heart, she sought to bury her emotions in a deep, desolate pit, yet they persistently resurfaced, towering over her like an imposing tree, impossible to disregard.

This is the story of Yuana, whose family, once proclaiming her as their future monarch, now throws her to the shadowed corners of the Empire. She is no longer the heir to the throne but rather a mere concubine, burdened with the task of feigning foolishness, affection, and hopelessness in order to preserve her life.

The story was written in my original tongue and then translated into English. So, kindly let me know if the story has any weird sentences.