"Lucas Harrison is the Empire's Minister of Finance. Although he has never taken sides, he has subtly indicated that if you want to win him over, you must marry his son."

After the woman finished speaking, her tone softened a bit, and she advised, "Flora, you are your second brother's only sister. You must help your second brother!"

“Your father’s condition is deteriorating, and even the Pope of the Healing Church is helpless. We have now reached the most critical moment for the succession of the empire. I can do whatever you want at other times, but not now!”

The woman's tone was authoritative, as if the matter was already settled.

Flora pursed her lips and clenched her fists. "No! Let my second brother marry instead! I won't go!"

With tears in her eyes, Flora pushed open the door and left the room.

The door slammed shut.

After Flora left, a blond man walked out of a room next to the main room.

He frowned as he watched Flora leave through the heavily closed door, and said:

“Mother, there’s no need to arrange a marriage for my younger sister. I have other cousins.”

The woman shook her head: "You don't understand. Flora is your own sister. Only if she marries into the family will Lucas understand our sincerity. No one else will do!"

The man hesitated for a moment, then said, "Randy Harrison's character is indeed a disgrace among the nobility..."

The woman said, "For your sake, I can only ask Flora to make do."

...

Back in her room, Flora hugged her blanket and cried.

"Waaah, I don't want to get married! Waaah... Why me?"

The maid in the room looked puzzled, not knowing what had happened, and walked to the bedside to ask in a low voice.

"Your Highness, what's wrong? Who's been so foolish as to offend you?"

Flora, her eyes brimming with tears, turned to look at the little maid and cried:

“My mother wants me to marry Randy Harrison! That scumbag with an extremely promiscuous private life!”

Upon hearing this, the maid didn't know how to comfort Flora, as royal marriages were not something a lowly maid like her could interfere with.

But seeing Flora crying her eyes out, the maid whispered.

"Your Highness, isn't tomorrow the academy's summoner selection ceremony? If I remember correctly, your name is on the list tomorrow. If you can summon a partner with great potential, then you won't need to arrange a marriage, right?"

Flora, who was hugging her pillow, stopped crying, lay on the bed and thought for a long time before getting up and looking at the maid with a solemn expression in her eyes.

"Yes! As long as I can summon companions with potential above level five, no one can control my life!"

"Daisy! Your suggestion is excellent. You truly are worthy of being Flora's maid!" Flora praised proudly, puffing out her small chest.

The maid Daisy covered her mouth and laughed, "Whatever makes Your Highness happy."

Flora wiped away her tears, got out of bed, took out her staff from her magic device, and began practicing her communication magic circle in the room.

"Daisy, come here, come practice the communication array with me."

...

the next day.

The Summoner Selection Ceremony at the Royal Academy of Lylemont continues.

Dean Damian saw Flora standing by the square and nodded to her.

Flora nodded to Damian in return.

Damian scanned the students around the square and took out a list from his magic device.

"It's almost time. Today's Summoner Selection Ceremony will now begin. First up..."

Damian turned his gaze to Flora and smiled, "Your Highness Flora."

Actually, Flora wasn't the first one today, but since she arrived so early, Damian was happy to make things convenient for her.