Revenge Makes Me the Queen

I was the third princess, a low-ranking maid's daughter, while the empress said I was a ragtag.

The emperor was ashamed of me and abandoned me in the isolated palace where I grew up without care and love.

The empress hated my mother for seducing the emperor, so she had been shortchanging my mother and me.

My sister took pleasure in scolding and insulting me, treating me as her pet.

And my birth mother, believing that I was the reason for her misery, also often beat and scolded me.

My father, the emperor, summoned me for the first time in sixteen years, because he wanted me to marry a king as a substitute for my sister.

But they didn't know that I was no longer the old Stephie who would only hide in the corner and cry secretly.

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When I was born, my elder sister, Stephie Marshall, had already learned to walk. She would come forward to pinch my face and try to poke my eyeballs.

If my mother protected me, she would be punished by the empress, Pamela Dillon, by being slapped in the face.

Gradually, my mother, Joselyn Shepherd, began to despise me, believing that all her suffering was caused by me.

As I grew up, Stephie became even bolder. She ordered someone to place an apple on top of my head, saying it was to practice her archery skills. As a result, my hair was cut as a mass by the arrows she shot.

She brought other princes and princesses to the isolated palace to find me. She ordered the eunuch to put me in a basket filled with snakes and mice, and then she smiled and said to the others, "Look, she is not afraid of snakes or mice. She's really amazing! I wonder if she is also not afraid of venomous snakes?"

Actually, I had resisted once. When Stephie forcefully poured the porridge mixed with cockroaches into my mouth, I pushed her down.

The result was that I had to kneel in Pamela's palace for a whole day. In the scorching summer, even though I was kneeling inside the palace, I was sweating profusely, not to mention that the empress also ordered the maids to light charcoal fires around me.

She told me, "Although you are both princesses, Princess Stephie is of noble birth, while you can barely be considered a maid in front of her. You must remember your identity and behave properly."

My father, the emperor Mathew Marshall, once caught Stephie pushing me into the pond in the imperial garden with the ministers' children. However, he only instructed Stephie to be careful of catching a cold in the cold winter weather.

Yes, my mother was just a maid of Pamela, such a lowly servant. She dared to seduce the emperor when he got drunk.

This was the shame of Mathew.

He and Pamela were childhood sweethearts, and he only had concubines because he had to. But my mother was out of his expectations.

So, after my mother conceived, he bestowed upon her the title of Concubine Joselyn, and after she gave birth to me, he banished both my mother and me to the isolated palace.

This was the emperor's retaliation. First, he let her enjoy some privilege. And then he took ...