Katarina Claes does not believe in love.
...That may not be entirely true. She sees her parents every time she back for holiday, giggling away like high schoolers. She sees romance developing between betrothed, she sees her classmate holding hands, and she knows that love exists. Even that bastard, Jeord loved someone, even if he is black hearted prince. He still loved his parents and his siblings.
But not for her. She knows she now is the odd one in noble society. Bizarre. An anomaly of society. She isn't feeling quite human every since she regained her previous memory, now even more after she has dark familiar now.
Katarina Claes is broken.
She is a monster. A pawn of God, who has shoved aside her fate in favour for the heroine. To be exiled or murdered.
She knows this in her soul. She knows she will never love anyone and no one will ever love her. And that's fine. She has accepted her fate, she is ready to live her life counting away her day for her exile or death and reading novel, alone.
No one could love her. Not even her parents, who claim to everyday, because that is their job, not her brother, or Jeord and her followers, who just wants her and her family's influence as part of his own power and to increase their rank and influence in noble society.
No one could love her. No one, no one, no one-
And then...