If it weren't for those two, she never would have ended up in such an embarrassing situation.
A respected princess of the imperial family was now living in a narrow alley, without proper food or even a decent place to sleep.
If word got out, Novaria knew she would no longer have a place in the empire.
Her noble friends would surely laugh at her. Even if they didn't, her name would still become the butt of countless jokes at the parties they attended.
Novaria suppressed her frustration and slowly got to her feet.
"I'm so hungry," she muttered, rubbing her flat stomach.
She hadn't eaten in two days and was forced to live in a narrow alley like this. It wasn't because she wanted to, but because she had no other choice.
Before leaving, she had taken only a small portion of her wealth with her.
It was only a kilogram of gold and a few pieces of jewelry. She had been afraid her mother and older brother would discover her escape if she took any more.
