159 134. My brother-in-law shall be identified.

"Stayle. He wants Prince Leon to show him under the castle today after lunch. Will you tell Arthur when you meet him in archery?

"Of course. Because I'm an important fiancée of pride. Naturally, I'll accompany you as an assistant.

A pride with no heart or brighter expression than yesterday turns a gracious grin on me thanks.

But soon afterwards I heard a report from a samurai that Prince Leon was looking for pride and coming to the front of the room, and she hurried back to her room.

Three days have passed since Prince Leon visited the castle today as his fiancé of pride. Prince Leon returns to his country's kingdom of Anemone, albeit temporarily, as long as a day passes today. In a week's time, it's time to move to this castle as the next king and his wife, to prepare for it.

I'm really angry.

Ever since that man first showed up at Birthday, I've always known how to behave. Already since then, it has received the attention of many visiting women due to its visibility.

I revealed to Arthur that the man is a famous woman in his country. Not so sure as to be true or false, but at Pride's Birthday, he took Pride out to the outside in a way he was used to before the announcement from his mother, and mouthed the back of his hand twice in a day.

Yesterday, even in front of me and Tiara, I kept saying sweet words to Pride, limiting myself to "alone" and spending time in the garden relaxing with Pride. I didn't even know what I was talking about, but I took Pride's hand and talked to him and wondered if his chest could burn out to smile at each other. The moment I saw him holding his pride in a garden chair and depositing his body with him, he was holding his fist, eating and tying his teeth to the point where his jaw ached if he noticed.

Is it because you know the rumor that the man is a woman, or is he just jealous of being next to pride instead of me being an assistant?... I didn't know how many times I went around my head.

Tiara, who was watching the scene from the window of the castle together, also looked far and lonely, "To your sister and Prince Leon, … may we be disturbed now". That's not true, and I'm sure we can spend the night together. When I said that and put my hands on both shoulders of my dear sister, Tiara's eyes regained a little light and she laughed as she did.

Yes, will you let me spend the night with him?

But Prince Leon switched promises of pride and tomorrow night instead lightly.... The sincerity of Pride, who accepted it without hesitation, was not even known when he later heard the story in Tiara's room. He said he was very nice to hear all about the plants in the garden and himself... and when I saw him laughing like that, it hurt like his stomach burned.

I know, Pride is not the kind of person who easily zeroes it, even if it's hard on him.

Even if Prince Leon had any anxiety or discontent, she would continue to hide it for her country. You'll pretend to be happy, even if you're lying, in order not to worry about us.

... Honestly, I didn't know anymore.

Prince Leon treats pride well, at least on the surface, and also looks loving. Am I wary of that, or am I simply trying to look bad at Prince Leon with pride and solitude?

And yesterday, is it pride's answer to the whisper of love from him that was setting his face on fire to Prince Leon? Is the cute look I feel I've given you from time to time just my assumption too?... I didn't even know that now.

I didn't get into any of my auditions with Arthur that day, and... Arthur was the same again.

After lunch, Pride and Prince Leon and me and Arthur rode in the carriage. I wanted Tiara to accompany me, but it's also nominally a pride and a relaxation with my fiancée. Unlike my assistant, Arthur from Kingsguard, I didn't go to accompany Tiara. Tiara, who dropped us off at the carriage, waved with the saddest smile she'd ever seen. The appearance alone hurt my chest enough.

"Pride, when I'm with you, I'm just so rocked by the carriage that I'm even happy at this hour... it seems so.

Even as he was traveling by carriage, Prince Leon had always tenderly held his pride towards himself and whispered his love.

And Pride also had a much calmer grin than he had yesterday. The side of it seemed a little more adult than before, and the pride that should be in front of it seemed distant. It wouldn't be my fault Arthur's complexion was cloudy all along during that time.

Before boarding the carriage, Prince Leon had been introduced to me by Pride, but I had little hegemony, and once I met Prince Leon for greetings, I kept my face down. Occasionally, even in the carriage, with his face up, he peered to hide pride and Prince Leon, but only then his eyes were unusual for him to burn somewhere sharp.

Under the castle Prince Leon was interested in various places. It toured every corner with the markets and squares where the people gathered, the main streets and the people's relaxing liquor bars, the hills and the out-of-the-box forests.

He listened to me and to Pride's explanation many times and intriguingly. He also seemed to be actively questioning people, especially about their lives, and trying to understand how our country is. Sometimes with pride and my permission, he got off the carriage and was in direct contact with the people. At first, I was wary that I would not speak to women, but it was it that he held hands with various people, young and old, exchanged greetings and also listened seriously to their stories directly.

"... how are the people of His Royal Highness Prince Leon's country different from ours?

Ask him from me, too, as Prince Leon's will pushes me. He taught me the life of his own people, grinning smoothly. proprietary culture or epidemic, he was familiar with it regardless of the rich and poor of the people. As the reputation for excellence suggests, from the outlook ahead, including objective perspectives and those divided into the lives of the people, I also let him talk about the way alliances exist with our country.

"... you love the people.

To my words telling him to admit his loss, he said with a grin back, "I love the people of this country too," and shook the hand of nature and pride. I kept my face close to Pride and laughed as I peered in from close range. Pride also grinned quietly to answer it, "... thank you," he shook his hand back.

... With a calm eye, you look great on top of this.

If these two lovers of the people become queens and king mates, they will surely build a good country. Rocked by the carriage on my way home, I finally threw the last question I could possibly ask.

"Although Prince Leon has heard stories of being actively descended under the castle in his own country.

I look straight at him, thinking that if there's a reason for guilt, as rumored, one of the excuses or denials should be made.

... but he didn't move at all.

I grin smoothly, hold my pride, and answer as I take that hand, just as I asked earlier.

"Yeah. I know the people's lives… and for that reason I think it's more important to stretch my legs directly, hear my voice, and touch each other with this hand than anything else that will guide them. Much better than passing paper.

Brilliant response.

Yes, descending under the castle is nothing bad in itself. Rather, it is proof of interest in the people. The more I know him like this, the more I'm reminded... that he's a man with no choice.

If I gave it back and laughed, "Great idea," I got another perfect response.

"His Royal Highness Prince Steele is wonderful, too. I didn't hear you were young and wise, but it's more than a rumor. I'm sure your pride will be assured at the dawn when you become Regent. Of course, me too.

... No. After all, the rumors were rumours as they were.

He is a wonderful first prince. I think of the people, I'm smart, I'm not proud of them at all. And he loves his pride. Exactly what she deserves. At first, Arthur or someone in the Knights would be better off if they were enough to give pride to a man like this,... as much as I was hoping Arthur would change his mind with some mistake, but I have to change my mind. At least he's a much more deserving companion than Jill Bale or Val. And that means...

From now on, I am obliged to bless and support Pride and him.

To be queen in the future, for the happiness of pride.

As soon as I thought so, now my chest hurt like it could burn, but my eyes closed and I endured.

I'm worried about Fuji and Arthur, and I turn to him. Sometimes it's hard to get into conversation, but usually he's not in a position to easily converse with a royal human being. He's my friend and a close friend to Pride and Tiara, which is why we've been having conversations, but I guess the serious guy still has a conversation in front of the prince.

I thought so, and when I saw Arthur, I let him face down, and I couldn't see his expression at all. I don't think it's a bad idea to call out weirdly and get pride or Prince Leon's attention, and I decide to keep my eyes open so only I won't be noticed.

Arthur remained on his face all the way to the castle. And I realize it's there when the carriage arrives at the castle and stops moving. At first I didn't notice it due to the waving of the carriage, but both my sword-shaking hand and my clenched hand as I left it on my knees were trembling terribly into small pieces.

I got off the carriage first and kept my face down all the while I was opening the door to me, Pride and Prince Leon.

"A famous woman in the kingdom of Anemone is my sister, your fiancée..."

... I did something wrong, even though I was concerned.

Arthur, unlike me and others, said he was finally ready at that time.

I must have stirred up extra anxiety and worry even during the carriage because of my passing on unwanted prince Leon's bad reviews. We have to visit his room tonight and figure out the misunderstandings.

... or was he just beaten by his lack of defenses? Just like me.

Pride, too, seemed to have noticed Arthur's anomaly, but just like me, he couldn't seem to say anything in front of Prince Leon.

Arthur wasn't even able to raise his face in the end, except when Prince Leon held him on his shoulder and said hello to Pride and us as he left with Jack the Guard. On top of that, the face raised once during the greeting was a pale complexion that could be described as completely pale.

When we turned our backs on Arthur, walking behind Pride and Prince Leon. When I looked back softly, Arthur was the moment to run off the spot as far as he could.

... really, I did something wrong.

My chest ached even more because of my guilt for Arthur. Even though he admired his pride as much as I did, he said I understood better than anyone else that he was showing me around.

As soon as you enter the castle, Tiara will pick you up.

It was just dinner, and he laughed at me, but the shadow was still shadowing me, just like when he dropped me off. Pride took Tiara running over, but soon he left alongside Prince Leon again.

He cared not to disturb the two people lining up friendly, and Tiara, who would never leave once she was usually hugged by pride, pulled herself.

Pride looks back worried about Tiara, but soon he moves forward with Leon holding her shoulder. Instead I leaned against Tiara and grabbed her hem as she held her shoulder. My sister's worried eyes made my breath painful.

That's how the two of us walk together, staring behind Pride and Prince Leon.

I knew it.

Never will a day like this come.

My breasts tighten as Pride walks hand in hand with the man who will be my partner in the future.

... Is it just me?

That the three shadows you should have walked before have changed completely now.

"Lonely.... what makes you think that.

After dinner, Leon, who had promised last night, definitely took Pride's hand tonight. Pride answered it with a smile, too,

And she disappeared without hesitation into Prince Leon's bedroom.

Batan, and the sound of that door shut quietly swayed his vision for a moment, his stomach tightened, his chest tightened simultaneously.

Both me and Tiara went back to their rooms to contain the emotions that engulfed them. I said I should just stay by my side, but Tiara said no with a grin she couldn't, "It's okay," she said to the room herself. I also went back to my room and after finishing my sleep support, I greeted the ladies and forced them to close the door.

In the room alone, take a deep breath.

The lights went out, too, and my heart calmed down a little in a dark world.... but I wondered what Pride was doing now in this darkness, and the pain ran like being cut a thousand times.

It's okay, Prince Leon is a great person. Now I should just be happy as my brother that Pride had a great mate.

Again, breathe and be ready. And the moment I tried to make a moment move like this.

Pi, pi, pi...

I heard a whistle. This way of ringing is Arthur.... I didn't expect to be called first. Even though Arthur said he was reluctant to call me a royal.

I guess that means I've thought about it so much about today. I must apologize properly.

Using special abilities, as soon as my vision changed, it was Arthur's private room in the Knights.

Arthur sat upside down in his chair, with his arms hanging on his back and his face bent down as he slammed down.

"Arthur."

Are you still depressed? I call his name with a chest ache. Arthur muttered, "Is it a style" when he made a small face-up motion to my voice, and he burst out again without showing his face.... if you don't tell me.

"Arthur, Prince Leon..."

"I am.

I admitted I was a different person from the rumors, and the moment I tried to apologize, Arthur opened his mouth with a clear voice to paint my voice.

I whisper first, trying to hear Arthur. Then Arthur opened his mouth again as he drew it.

"I... don't like Lord Pride marrying Prince Leon.

I don't know how to hang words on that voice with subtle tremors. In the meantime, Arthur continues.

"If Prince Leon is enough to be the companion of Lord Pride, Style, you or a senior knight... whoa, Style, you're 10,000 times better.

Return "Stop flattering" to a dialogue I remember somewhere, but didn't get a response to that.

"I know royal marriage, too. So much so that it's not important that he fell in love or anything like that.... I know as much as that means strong political connotations. As much as that is the role of the queen, Lord Pride.

I'll lose the word I hang on Arthur's words again. After all, Arthur can't stand it either. At the very least, let's not mention that Pride walked into Prince Leon's room this evening. Arthur's words continued even as he made up his mind.

"But he can't. Who's that Prince Leon?... He can't make Lord Pride happy.

Can't you take the facts, or have you still believed the rumors I told you about Prince Leon?... Again, if you don't say it from my mouth, which is the culprit.

"... Arthur, listen carefully. I'm sorry, I was wrong. Prince Leon is fine."

"I'm a whore."

All of a sudden, now there was an outrage that completely scratched my voice off.

"Heh heh... I won't admit it..."

Arthur's shoulder trembled badly. It was the moment I tried to put my hand on that shoulder, wondering if you were crying. I retreated as I accidentally pulled my hand in and jumped away from the tremendous hegemony emanating from his entire body.

"Right now, just marrying that bastard. Ha... never...!

Paki and the back of the chair Arthur was grabbing are destroyed only by the power of their fingers. I bathed once and for all in a killing spirit that I hadn't felt in a long time from warm Arthur. Though I knew it wasn't meant for me, I accidentally stunned at the amount of killing that wasn't normal.

I don't know why I let Arthur dye so much into the colour of my anger, the moment I tried to hang up, once again Arthur's words were painted on me, plus I really stopped breathing for a moment on those words.

"... I've never seen such a thin (...) chi (...) taste (...) wah (...) ri (...) no (...) laugh (...) (...) before..."

Arthur's pale eyes, slowly raised his face, were burning bright red with anger.

"The creepy way of laughing... I instantly understood exactly what Arthur meant by saying that.