I Don't Want to Break off my Engagement... Translation

25. The Word from That day

—long ago,

When I was little, I used to be chubby.

My face was round, my hands were like maple leaves—as a little girl, I was heavy and round.

Around that time, my engagement with His Highness was decided. I was happy. After all, the Crown Prince was a popular person even at that time.

I was overweight, and at the same time, overconfident.

For some reason, I was convinced I was cute.

Yes, I was cute for being round, but not for being a girl. I failed to incite that kind of feeling from the opposite sex.

My overconfidence made me picture a sweet life with His Highness. I was delighted to be able to become the Prince’s bride.

I was counting the days until I could finally meet him.

My current self wanted to reprimand the kid me for wanting to meet His Highness in that kind of shape…

As I imagined, His Highness was handsome and cute. He perfectly embodied the phrase, ‘a beautiful boy’.

I fell in love at first sight. He even said that I was loveable.

But now, I realized. His Highness just couldn’t think of anything else to praise about me. Because of my parents’ indulgence back then, I failed to see even that.

His Highness said, “A loveable lady.” And escorted me to the garden. I was full of happiness.

The Crown Prince, the boy I had longed for, had taken my hand!

I immediately became attached to him. Wearing such a big dress, I would hug His Highness, who was smaller than me, with my plump hands.

Oh my god…!! That’s some black history I have there—!!!!

Just thinking back hurt my head.

One day, reality slapped me.

At his eight birthday party, a lady told me.

“My, look at his livestock of a fiancée!”

“She’s eating all those sweets alone—!? She’s really huge, and she eats a lot, too—!”

Surely, those ladies were young. They hadn’t learn of mincing words, yet.

I was pierced right in the heart thanks to those words.

Only then did it dawn upon me…

…my dress was about to crumble apart because of my thick as barrel waist! My face was so glossy, I was a piglet—!!!

I looked around with surprise. I started to concern myself with things I usually didn’t. Suddenly, it felt as if everyone was jeering at me…

I shoved the plate of sweets to my servant, excused myself, and returned to the guest room.

I jumped to the bed and thought back.

—“My, look at his livestock of a fiancée!”

—“She’s eating all those sweets alone—!? She’s really huge, and she eats a lot, too—!”

I was really depressed, ashamed, and overflowing with emotions. I was mortified—His Highness must be ashamed to have me as his fiancée…

…I wouldn’t cry. No matter how terrible their words were, I wouldn’t!

Instead, I would get revenge!

I would never let them utter the same thing again!

I had decided on a diet plan, when a maid knocked on the door.

“Tiarize, His Highness Williant is here!”

I jumped off the bed. Yes, during that time, I still loved His Highness.

I lightly combed my hair and waited for His Highness. When he arrived, I laughed as usual.

“Your Highness!”

“Tia, are you alright? I was worried something happened to you because you suddenly left…”

My heart danced because His Highness came just to see me.

Even though His Highness was the star of today’s event.

Nevertheless, he came to me.

I couldn’t hide my smile and spread my arms towards His Highness.

“Hey, Your Highness, hug me~!”

“Again? Tia really likes that, huh.”

His Highness hugged me while saying that. Oh, how happy I was! I felt like I could face tomorrow’s challenge. I was enjoying the warmth of His Highness while I pressed my face against his neck.

At that moment, His Highness abruptly said.

“Tia… is soft.”

The words were like a lightning strike after I had realized how big my body was. At that time, I realize that even to His Highness, I was this fat lady.

My waist was thicker than His Highness. My face larger.

Everything fueled my shame.

—I can’t do this anymore!

I said to His Highness in a trembling voice.

“I’m …soft?”

Am I fat, was the meaning of the question.

His Highness answered, laughing.

“Yes, Tia is soft, and fluffy…”

Naturally, I was shocked to hear that. I cried. He said that while laughing. I thought His Highness was mocking me, and despair came.

I started to see his smile in a different light.

I never fake cried, and above all, my body shape made me unable to reject his statement.

But, His Highness was everything to me…!

His words involuntarily made me cry, then, I certainly said this…

“Don’t laugh at me—!!!”

They were words that came out of a child’s mouth. Words that came out because I loved His Highness. I was so self-absorbed back then.

However, His Highness remembered those words from back then until now. Those words had certainly hurt him…

I looked at His Highness, feeling lost.

His Highness was still staring anxiously at me, whom had returned to the past.

“…Your Highness…”

“Tia?”

His Highness called me with the same gentle voice as before. I didn’t think the words that I said during our young age would affect him so much. I looked at His Highness and bowed deeply.

“I’m terribly sorry.”


***T/N: I… I am sorry, but… what? Come again…?

Yes, I was cute for being round, but not for being a girl. I failed to incite that kind of feeling from the opposite sex.

My overconfidence made me picture a sweet life with His Highness. I was delighted to be able to become the Prince’s bride.

I was counting the days until I could finally meet him.

My current self wanted to reprimand the kid me for wanting to meet His Highness in that kind of shape…

FUCK YOU!? OMG IN WHAT OTHER WAY COULD YOU READ THIS PASSAGE!? WHAT IS THE AUTHOR IMPLYING!? THAT OVERWEIGHT GIRLS SHOULD NEVER EVEN THINK OF EVER HAVING A HAPPY LIFE?! THAT JUST BECAUSE YOU WEIGHT MORE, HAPPINESS AND BEING LOVED ARE AN IMPOSSIBILITY!? IF THE AUTHOR DOESN’T MEAN TO IMPLY THAT, WELL, CONGRATS FOR OFFICIALLY MAKING A SHALLOW AF MC.

In some regions during medieval era, being plump is actually a symbol of beauty and what men seek first, look it up.

Ok… Ok calm down, I mustn’t broke the capslock like last time…

Ok let’s talk about this calmly… Tia, you… do you honestly think the prerequisite of being a Queen, the nation’s mother, a woman who is suitable to stand beside the King, suitable to shoulder all the responsibility of ruling a nation… is based on your weight? Is based on how much the Prince enjoy your outwardly appearance? That just because a girl is plump, she’s impossible to love? In what way did you “””mature””” throughout all these years!?

That’s a fucking concubine-mindset right there. You know, those consorts who have to fight to be bedded the most often by the King. You might argue that “That’s kid-Tia’s thinking right there!!!” But guys, she was narrating this. She was narrating this in a way that poke fun of her old, child, self. When I would’ve preferred to read about that Tia, instead. That Tia, who loves a boy for a reasonably childish reason, but also wholeheartedly with her pure heart. Not this shallow twat.

I’m fine with a character having traits like this, but that kind of character shouldn’t be placed in the role of a future Queen!?

I mean, when has this girl ever be concerned about actual substantial things like ruling the kingdom? All she ever cared about is how the Prince might not love her lateeer, how he might cheaaaaat, how their relationship might not attain the definition of true loooove–

–my god, I can’t be the only one who think that she’s a shallow af girl?

and let’s not start about the actual misunderstanding itself because if I did rant on that, and that alone, I might end up writing a book.

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