Ruela had been staring at her reflection in the mirror for a long, long time before going to the banquet. So she knew her face clearly and couldn't help to compare her look to this woman.
Ruela felt that she had grown prettier with each passing day, and she was fascinated by how the Moon Goddess continued to bless her, even though she always prayed that she already had enough beauty.
But the moment she saw the woman resting in the Beast King's arms, something inside her cracked.
She realized then that the Moon Goddess must not love her enough!
Because how else could another woman look so breathtaking while wearing nothing but tattered clothes?
It was… as if this random woman was the one truly blessed by the Moon Goddess and the faeries, not her.
