I grew up alongside Arthur Stevenson, who eventually became the Lord Chancellor.

I grew up alongside Arthur Stevenson, who eventually became the Lord Chancellor. However, on the day of the royal physician selection, he disqualified me on the grounds that I had spilled a small amount of medicinal residue. Instead, he chose my younger stepsister. When I asked him why, he looked completely unconcerned. "Your sister wants the position, so what's the harm in a loving older sister stepping aside? A proper lady shouldn't be so jealous and willful. Consider today a small lesson for you." What he didn't realize was that if I couldn't enter the castle as a resident physician, I would be forced to enter as a royal mistress to the tyrannical King. Later on, word reached me that the cold, unfeeling Lord Chancellor stood outside the castle gates, drenched in the pouring rain for an entire day and night, asking for nothing more than a chance to see me. The late autumn rain carried a chill that bit at my face. I looked at Arthur Stevenson in disbelief. As the Lord Chancellor, he was never supposed to be part of selecting the royal physicians. Yet, he chose to step in and flex his authority. "Attending to His Majesty requires utmost care." Arthur stood tall in his official robes. He pointed at that tiny bit of medicinal residue, his voice cold. "Miss Claire is clearly not qualified. Wouldn't you agree, Sir John?" Arthur then turned toward my younger stepsister, Eleanor Fletcher, and pointed directly at her. "This one, on the other hand, is careful. Let the choice fall to her." Beside him, Sir John, the Physician to the King, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.#revengestory #reddit_tiktok #askredditstories #relationship #revengereturns #reddit #drama #revenge #redditstories #redditreadings