(N/n)'s POV

My 7th birthday has arrived. I was thinking about how I became the Princess of Camelot when Dreyfus switched me for Elizabeth while in possession of Fraudrin within his body. And I've known that I am only a fraction of (Y/N) because I hold the holy blood that would liberate (Y/N) and the others from the prison of gods and goddesses. But I am glad that (Y/N) gave me this life opportunity to experience and discover the world's beauty. The fact that Y/N has placed their faith in me gives me a feeling of purpose and duty, knowing that I hold the key to their freedom. I am reminded of my great strength and potential with every breath I breathe, and I am determined to fulfill my destiny and bring freedom to Y/N and the others. When I was 5 years old, I went to the Kingdom of Liones because of Elizabeth, since she was the same age as me, and we played a lot. But when Meliodas unexpectedly showed up and greeted us, I was stunned, for he had returned to check on Elizabeth. He acknowledged my presence and smiled. I pretended it was my first time encountering him and hid behind Elizabeth before greeting him. As time went by, Meliodas became the mentor of Elizabeth instead of mine, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment. I had always admired Meliodas' strength and charisma, hoping to learn from him and become a powerful warrior like him. However, seeing him focus all his attention on Elizabeth made me realize that my role in their lives was slowly fading away. It was bittersweet, knowing that Meliodas was guiding Elizabeth towards her destiny, but also feeling a sense of abandonment as I struggled to find my own path. Yet, I knew deep down that this was a necessary sacrifice for the greater good as I continued to train and prepare myself for the challenges that lay ahead.

Meliodas is meant to be my mentor, and I am supposed to be Liones' princess. It didn't happen, though, since that idiot Fraudrin reversed our positions. I'm meant to be standing next to Meliodas; it should be all mine. But what can I do if this is my destiny? I don't possess any magical abilities; I am simply a human with sacred blood coursing through me.

Despite the disappointment and frustration, I refused to let it consume me. I reminded myself that destiny is not always predictable or fair, and as the new princess of Camelot, it was my duty to adapt and make the best of the situation.

I was distracted from my thoughts when the maid suddenly knocked at the door and said, "Princess, it's time to celebrate your birthday. His majesty had called for you." I responded, "Okay, I'll be there in a minute." When suddenly my father barged into my room, "My princess, don't isolate yourself again; remember that it's your special day and you should embrace the joy and love that surrounds you." I nodded, understanding his concern. I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement mixed with nervousness. I'm trying to calm the fluttering butterflies in my stomach. As I made my way down the grand staircase, I could hear the sounds of laughter and music floating through the air. My heart swelled with anticipation as I entered the grand ballroom, eager to embrace the happiness that awaited me on this special day.

A year has passed, and I am now 8 years old. I received news that the Seven Warriors committed an omnimous crime: they murdered the Great Holy Knight Zaratras. "They were holy knights in the Kingdom of Liones. How could they do that to Lord Zaratras? Maybe they were being framed?" I mumbled into my room. I also heard that they were able to escape that place. And I was relieved. "I trust them that they wouldn't act so heinously," I whispered to myself.

10 years have passed. I reached the age of 18. The title of the Seven Warriors changed to the Seven Deadly Sins, who were once accused of the murder of the Great Holy Knight and have become legendary figures in the Kingdom of Liones. People speak of their incredible strength and unwavering loyalty to the kingdom. The mystery surrounding the murder of Lord Zaratras continues to haunt me, and I am determined to uncover the truth behind it.

Arthur was a noble and the one who consoled me during those ten years. We grew up together, and his calming presence always gave me the strength to carry on. I relied on his wisdom and guidance as we navigated the complexities of the kingdom. Arthur understood my obsession with the Seven Deadly Sins and supported my quest to uncover the truth. With him by my side, I knew I had a friend who would never let me give up until justice was served and the secrets of Lord Zaratras' murder were revealed. Arthur soon became a holy knight, bestowing his code of chivalry upon me. His mentorship taught me the importance of honor and justice, fueling my determination to solve the murder mystery. As I delved deeper into the case, I discovered that the Seven Deadly Sins were not the ruthless criminals they were made out to be, but victims of a treacherous conspiracy. With Arthur's guidance and my newfound knowledge, I embarked on a journey to clear their names and bring the true culprits to justice.

Months had passed since I overheard my father discussing how they were going to attack the Kingdom of Liones in the command room with the other generals. I couldn't believe what I had heard. My father and one of the holy knights of our own kingdom, was planning to betray our allies because of their greed. But knowing something I heard, I just agreed to my father's plan since I didn't stop his plan. The words of Arthur rang in my head, and I didn't care about it at that moment. All I could think about was the impending doom that would befall the Kingdom of Liones.  Since I thought that those who didn't believe in the innocence of the Seven Deadly Sins should pay the consequences, it was a difficult decision to make, but loyalty to my father and our kingdom prevailed over my moral compass. 

My father had sent Arthur on a mission. As the attack on the Kingdom of Liones unfolded, I witnessed the sheer devastation and chaos caused by my father's betrayal. The guilt weighed heavily on my shoulders, and I couldn't help but question the true cost of loyalty and the sacrifices it demanded. I was unaware that I was standing on the Kingdom of Liones' outside borders. I sprinted inside the kingdom in the midst of the chaos because there were rumors that the Great Holy Knight had been killed in the tower.

I'm aware that it was tiresome, but my goal was to learn the truth about Lord Zaratras. A door was in front of me, and a persistent voice entered my mind as I regained my breath as I ascended the tower. "Did you come here to know the truth about Lord Zaratras?" it asked me. "Or are you merely seeking vengeance for the fallen Holy Knight?" The voice echoed through my mind, causing a shiver to run down my spine. It was a voice that carried a weight of wisdom and power, making it impossible for me to ignore. Taking a deep breath, I mustered my courage and responded, "I seek both truth and justice. I want to understand what happened to Lord Zaratras, and I won't rest until those responsible pay for their actions." The voice remained silent for a moment, as if contemplating my words, before finally replying, "Very well, young one. Proceed with caution, for the path ahead is treacherous, and the truth you seek might be more than you can handle." I braced myself for the answers that awaited me beyond the tower's doors. I opened the door, and there were memories flooding through my mind.

Zaratras was killed by his brother Dreyfus and his accomplice, Hendrickson. Following Dreyfus' order, Hendrickson poisoned the Great Holy Knight to weaken him before the two finished him off. He was later discovered dead by the Seven Deadly Sins, who were then framed as traitors.

As a result, that is how Lord Zaratras' passing played out. "Now that you have known the truth (n/n), what would you do?" the Lord Zaratras asked as he appeared before me. 'I am not dreaming, am l?' I asked myself. "(n/n) you're doubting my existence, right? Well, I'm only a soul right now, so I can understand your confusion. I know this may be hard to believe, but I am truly Lord Zaratras' spirit. (n/n) Despite my demise, I still hold knowledge and power beyond the grave. Listen closely, for I have a mission for you to carry out in order to clear the name of the Seven Deadly Sins and restore their honor. Are you prepared to undertake this task and restore justice to the kingdom?" he stated. I paused for a moment, trying to process the weight of Lord Zaratras' words. The idea of communicating with a spirit seemed surreal, yet there was an undeniable sense of authority in his voice. As doubt continued to linger in my mind, I couldn't help but feel a mixture of fear and excitement at the prospect of such a monumental mission. With a deep breath, I nodded and replied, "I may not fully understand how this is possible, but I am willing to put my doubts aside and fulfill this task. Restoring justice to the kingdom and redeeming the Seven Deadly Sins is a cause worth fighting for."

-----------Time skip.----------------

It's been a few weeks since I met Lord Zaratras. His soul is still by my side, even though I have returned to my kingdom after the chaos in the Kingdom of Liones. Because of the chaos that had occurred, our alliance between the Kingdoms of Liones was still in jeopardy.

I was reading a book in my room while sitting on the chair. When someone entered my room and said, "Hey (n/n), how are you doing?" I glared at him and fiercely said, "What are you doing here, Dreyfus? or should I say Fraudrin?" "Well, the name Dreyfus is enough for now since I'm still in disguise," he said. "Anyway," he said, "it's time for you to fulfill your role, (n/n)." I gazed at Lord Zaratras' soul, and he merely nodded. He appears to be aware that I possess the key to unleashing the Ten Commandments. I took a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart. The weight of my responsibility bore down on me as I stood up from the chair, clutching the book tightly in my hands. "I understand," I replied, my voice filled with determination. "I will do whatever it takes to release the Ten Commandments." Dreyfus's eyes gleamed with a mix of anticipation and threat, but I stood my ground, ready to face the battles that lay ahead. Then Dreyfus abruptly took me from our kingdom. When I redirected my gaze to the door, there stood Arthur, carrying an excalibur-style blade. Dreyfus dashed away from our kingdom; only the back of Arthur was the last thing I saw from him. As we got further into our kingdom, the image of him began to blur.

After some time, we arrive at our destination, where we can resurrect the ten commandments. I noticed that there was another person lying on the ground, unconscious. "Who is he, Dreyfus?" I asked. "Him? He is Hendrickson, a sacrificial lamb to release the ten commandments," he went on. "He was a fool to say that the blood of Elizabeth would be the key to breaking the seal," he said, chuckling. "Yeah, it seems so since I have the holy blood to break the seal," I said as I reached for a knife concealed behind my clothes and slashed my hand to splatter some blood on the ritual. Then suddenly, a tremor shook the ground, causing the surrounding trees to sway violently. The air crackled with an eerie energy, and a deep, resonating voice echoed through the clearing. "You dare defy the ancient covenant?" it boomed. Startled, I looked up to see a massive stone altar materialize before me, adorned with the ten commandments etched in ancient script. As the tremors intensified, I realized the magnitude of the power I had just unleashed. Dreyfus was distracted because he was excited to witness such an extraordinary event. He couldn't help but fall to his knees, his eyes wide with awe. The voice continued, its tone now filled with both anger and disappointment. "You, the chosen one, were entrusted with knowledge and responsibility, yet you have chosen to challenge the ancient laws." As the words sank in, a mixture of fear and regret washed over me. I now understood the consequences of my actions and the weight that rested on my shoulders. Would I be able to regain the lost harmony or forever face the wrath of the ancient covenant? To avoid being seen by Dreyfus, I hid behind a large stone before answering the voice. "I knew what I had done! It was only for me to release them since the body of (Y/n) were accidentally sealed with them!" I shouted. My voice quivered with desperation as I pleaded my case to the invisible force. It was true that the sealing of (Y/n)'s body with those ten commandments had been an accident, a mistake born out of ignorance. The voice, seemingly satisfied with my response, fell silent. The tremor stopped, and I glanced to see where Dreyfus was. Zeldris was carrying (Y/n) and the other Ten Commandments were behind him. The ritual was successful, and I was glad that (Y/N)'s lifeless body had been able to make it out of the prison realm. I waited for them to flee so I could go back to my kingdom. As they disappeared, a sense of relief washed over me. I began my journey to go back to my kingdom. I leave everything now to (Y/N). I knew that (Y/N) had the strength and determination to lead our kingdom to greatness. As I walked away, I couldn't help but think of the sacrifices made and the battles fought to ensure their return. I was confident that (Y/N) would carry the torch with grace and wisdom. The weight of responsibility lifted from my shoulders, and with each step, I felt a sense of liberation, knowing that our kingdom was in capable hands.

As I reached my kingdom, the guards suddenly arrested me and put me in prison.

I'm not sure what's going on in our kingdom, but I'm scared. The events transpired rapidly, leaving me perplexed. My mind was racing with thoughts and suspicions about who was behind this treason. All I could do now was wait for answers, hoping that the truth would come to light. I heard a familiar voice outside the prison in the darkness of my confinement: "Open the cell right now," he said. "Yes, sire," said the guard. As I went beyond the jail gates, a familiar figure stood before me. It was Arthur, my most trusted advisor and friend. Relief washed over me as I saw his familiar face. Without wasting any time, I began bombarding him with questions, desperate to understand the chaos that had overtaken our kingdom. Arthur's expression was grave as he leaned in closer. "I've taken over the kingdom," Arthur whispered, his voice laced with regret. My heart sank, and a wave of disbelief crashed over me. How could my closest confidant betray me like this? Memories of our years together flashed before my eyes, leaving me feeling equal parts anger and betrayal. As Arthur continued to speak, his voice grew heavy with remorse: "I did it to protect you, to save our people. The kingdom was on the brink of destruction, and this was the only way I saw fit to preserve what we hold dear." I started to breakdown. "I was scared by the time you left my side because of the king's order. That time when you left, my father started to break the alliance we had with the kingdom of Liones. He then caused chaos in the kingdom of Liones," I stated. "Anyway, I'm sorry, Arthur," I continued. "Well, it's fine; let's go to your room first, and you need to change your clothes," he stated as he looked away, blushing. I looked at my clothes and realized that they were torn and stained with dirt. I felt a pang of embarrassment and quickly nodded in agreement. As we walked towards my room, I couldn't help but feel a mix of gratitude and guilt. Arthur had always been there for me, even when I pushed him away. Now, it was time for me to repay his kindness and find a way to restore the alliance with the kingdom of Liones. I finished dressing up, and Arthur was waiting for me outside my room. We moved to the balcony and shared our stories.

Arthur began his story by saying that he tried pulling out the Sword in the Stone that fell from the heavens when no other Holy Knight could pull it out, and he did it. And on his way back home, they encountered a powerful enemy who claimed to be the rightful ruler of Liones. Arthur fought valiantly but was ultimately defeated, his sword shattered. His tale was filled with hardship and despair, yet his indomitable spirit never wavered. As I listened, a fire ignited within me. I vowed to gather the strength and resources needed to reclaim Liones and restore Arthur's rightful place as king. Together, we would rally our loyal allies and face any challenge head-on, for the sake of our kingdom and the bonds we shared. After his sword was shattered, he continued his journey back home. He said that he received The Excalibur from the enchanted Lady of the Lake after he broke his original sword, known as Caliburn, in the battle. After he told his stories, I told him about the experiences I encountered while he was on his journey. /I explained to him how my father's insatiable desire for power and control had caused the alliance in the kingdom of Liones to crumble. The uncertainty had led to chaos and unrest among the people. I couldn't hold back the truth any longer, so I revealed to him the shocking reality about Lord Zaratras' death and the involvement of the Ten Commandments. Finally, I poured my heart out to him, confessing my true identity and trusting that he would believe me since he had proven to be a loyal and wise companion. I started to cry as the weight of all the secrets and lies lifted from my shoulders.

His eyes widened in disbelief, but I could see the flicker of understanding and empathy in his gaze. He reached out, gently wiping away my tears, assuring me that he was with me every step of the way. In that moment,