237 196. The outrageous princess faces to face,

"Thank you for waiting, Pride.

It was only before lunch that Stayle took some time off from Uncle Vest. I thought it would be about after lunch, so I was surprised by both Tiara and Arthur and Deputy Eric.

Style said, "I thought it was better as soon as possible," with a cool look on his face, but it's not that easy to separate. Besides, if Chancellor Gilbert is cute enough for the style, he's a tight Uncle Vest. Asking Style as he headed to Prince Cedric's room about how the hell he could have cut it up so fast, he turned a slightly invincible grin on me.

"I asked Uncle Vest to put together all the work I needed to do by my rest time and leave it to me. I finished all that, so I could get a lot of rest time.

This is the hand Jill Bale used to do. and the laughing style overlapped somewhere with the shadow of Chancellor Gilbert. Horrible, talented education. I have firmly inherited the wickedness of Chancellor Gilbert in these past few years.

"Also, don't hesitate to rely on me if anything happens. I'll try to free up some time at any time.

Thank you, and I think again that you are a young genius who became regent early in the boulder game.

Really, I'm glad Style and Tiara agreed to it.

It's good that Arthur stayed beside me even in the castle as a Kingsguard knight.

... To be honest, I can be quite scared to go to Prince Cedric II. It's only been three days since I've seen him, but there's something about yesterday. Even though I was struck by surprise, I was later frightened of twitching that I was not at all enemies with my power. Because I've been poked at my weakness, the only weakness of Las Bospride.

Even then, I don't know what would have happened if someone from Team Eight or Arthur hadn't helped me first. I'm a second prince on a boulder, and I don't think I'd do more violence to the first princess than that, but I'm still scared of the scary stuff.

I had a rash yesterday to stop him from talking about Stayle, but it was like I could get in because everyone was there.

That's why today. It's so comforting to have Style, Tiara and Arthur around.

I was embarrassed when I did my brother's style and my sister Tiara a pitiful favor, but I was still really glad that she agreed to it.

I also met Arthur today and asked him to be with Deputy Eric the most, and they both nodded immediately. "I will definitely protect you if anything happens to Master Pride," he said in a temperamental voice, very relieved.

So I can face him without fear either.

"His Royal Highness Prince Cedric II. It's me. I wanted to talk to you about yesterday.

Stand in front of his room and speak through the door. The guard story says he never came out of the room. The guards knocked on my behalf many times, but they didn't look like they'd open it. I kept ringing the knock for a few minutes and all I finally got back was that one word: "I don't have anything to talk about". Though it's my fault, I pull it into a man's castle. And I don't talk about anything. It's like a child is being mean at all.... No, actually. Because he stopped his time of his own free will. But this won't be over forever.

I have no choice but to use my castle keys to force me inside. It's in my castle, and there's no place we royals can't get in to close the keys from inside.

Gachari, the door opens with the metal sound of

Jack the Kingsguard opened the door for me with the guard. "I beg your pardon," he calls and we all go inside. Cedric, the Second Prince's samurai and guards, got stuck in trouble, but I'm sorry, but I was forced to push through. "The disrespectful," cried Prince Cedric, and I stood in front of Prince Cedric, walking in the middle of the room.

My burning eyes glared at me as I kept myself on the couch. I know, he doesn't like me.

And I hate him, too.

"How long are you going to keep trying to be crappy?

I sit back on the couch staring back at him and shouting. Nonsense, his movements stopped again as he tried to wake himself up in reaction to the word but immediately after that he opened his eyes towards Stile and Arthur. He stretched his body and fed his fingers into the elbow resting on the couch. In front of the First Prince of our country and the Kingsguard Knight, he thought any more outrages would be bouldered.

"Eh... Your Highness the First Princess of Pride, I'm just doing what you asked. But… we cannot talk about our country without the King's permission any more to the Kingdom of Friesia, which is unwilling to form an alliance.

"Leave the king unauthorized to come to our country to negotiate, and say nothing.

Behold, it was now time for Prince Cedric's body to rise and rise to the occasion. Not just him, his samurai and guards. And I lost my word in amazement even to the Stales who didn't know that fact.

... Shit. The way I put it quickly got tough.

While reflecting a little at the bottom of my mind, this time I try to look up and capture his face. The back of my open eyes is shaking. My mouth, trying to say something, was eaten and tied up not to say anything extra.

There was a glimmer of sweat on his cheeks, even as he tried not to put it on his expression.

"Why is that...

Finally, the zero word came out was that word. Some anger poked at the stars, or roaring exhales leaked together.

"I don't care about that. Please tell your mother about your situation now. If you tell me everything, I'll answer your question, too.

No, you can't. That's all I get when I look at his face. Two culinary grudges boil down. When did I become so narrow-minded?... No, rather the original.

"Don't be ridiculous."

He finally raved his voice. In response to that voice, Arthur and Deputy Eric stepped forward to me with their swords in their hands at the same time. The defeat and the guard of Prince Cedric II will also be out front, but they are totally losing with hegemony. I guess they themselves realize that Prince Cedric II is in a bad position.

Because of the excitement, the rough breath of Prince Cedric II takes in front of me. You look so young that you're upset, your voice so rough, your breath so rough that you don't think you're my age. A year later in the game seems to be a lie.

"... you don't have time, do you?

Suddenly Prince Cedric's shoulder trembled badly at my words asking quietly.

"Do you now understand your position in our castle?

His neat face was terribly ugly and distorted by my words, which could also be taken as a threat. "Whose..." he mumbled and swallowed at the end of his throat.

"I'll tell you what, I'm not forgiving you for what you did. mouthwatering, cooking, violence in the garden, and"

Talk to him every word you say. The bitterness grew from his expression every time he spoke of the deed. I tried to stir up my own golden hair and grabbed it, gripping it tightly. Finally, I cut the words and peeked again so I wouldn't miss his eyes trying to distract him.

"Everything you've tried to use me to get permission from your mother for your original purpose and alliance.

If I told him to repeat one thing in the garden, his teeth made a strong noise, tight and white.

"But that and the reason I pulled you off this time is completely different.

I didn't do this in return for what I've done so far. When I told him straight away, "You didn't seem to understand your position yet," he leaned down with a bitter expression and his voice leaked again.

"I don't... I know..."

He spins his words with great care not to absurd his voice. Tiara pulled herself away a little surprised by his appearance, which seemed weak somewhere.

"No, I don't understand.

Clearly, I trump his words. His face rose to the words he had unleashed in fortitude, and this time his voice had been absurd so that it could not be contained.

"I know, I know."

"You say you don't understand."

If I also roughed up my losing and my voice, I breathed on my shoulders again and again trying to get him off my back and back. I chase him even as he relents his head and breath.

"Do you know why our country has frozen alliance negotiations with the Kingdom of Sursis?"

"I know! I'm tired of hearing that the opportunist powers are not prepared to fight together and want alliances."

to his words. Now I eat and bind my teeth. Another eclampsia. I'm angry with him for being determined within me, not at all willing to say anything about this one.

"So..."

Open your feet to the big crotch as far as the dress goes and step on them with both feet. He grabs his chest barn, much taller than I am, and draws it toward me. You're surprised at the sudden. Your face is drawn as it is to my eyes, irresistibly, and your eyes are rounded. I remember when my face approached so close that my nose and nose bumped into each other that I was about to be mouthed. As it was, towards his face I opened my mouth and shouted so powerfully into my stomach that his eardrum could tear.

"Your purpose is misunderstood by our country."