The terrace of a royal palace is not a good place for private talks or encounters.
Stories tell of benches by a fountain or hiding in an overgrown hedge, but the reality is far from romantic. If you do it in an open space like this, you are asking people to witness it.
We were, unwillingly, the center of attention of the day, and it was known that we had moved to the terrace. We had to act as if our actions were being monitored and our conversation was being listened to.
We walked side by side, reading between the lines of each other's words under the guise of harmless conversation.
“The moon is really beautiful today, isn't it? Ever since I was born, I have made it my sole purpose in life to capture the moon.”
“I am sure the moon would love to be captured by His Highness Ethan.
In fact, it was the day before the school’s graduation ceremony that I realized the beauty of the moon. I regretted overlooking such a lovely thing until then.”
"Oh? What happened?"
“There was a young lady who was a saint candidate, she was my junior. It seems we had something unexpected in common a long time ago. One word she murmured to me was the catalyst.”
“I should be grateful to her. I have to thank the young lady.”
“Yes, she is a lovely woman. But unfortunately, on the day of the graduation ceremony, we had a bit of trouble, and … I had to break off our friendship.”
---I love you. I've had memories of my past life since the day I was born, so I've been looking for you for a long time.
---I love you too. In fact, it was the day before the graduation ceremony at the school that I remembered that I loved you. I can't believe I forgot about you until then.