~{DEBORAH'S POV}~
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"Princess Deborah!"
"Princess Deborah!"
"Is that really Princess Deborah?"
"Princess Deborah!"
My name was called from every corner just after I alighted my carriage with the help of my coachman and it made me smirk and lift my chin in pride.
Just for today, I don't mind embodying the word pride even if I stand out.
I don't care what they would say. In fact I look forward to it because I came to make a scene.
That will be my signature from henceforth. I would be known for making a scene so that when I go anywhere, they would respect themselves.
I eyed some ladies who were overly pompous but I gave a subtle smile at the common ones.
No one is to be trusted.
I learnt that the hard way from my own family.
"Isn't she overly dressed for a ball?"
"She just wants attention, that is all."
"I heard she was divorced by the king of the North."
"Isn't it obvious? She is too full of herself and he got fed up with her."
