241 199. The outrageous princess is scolded.

"!... pride... first princess, Your Highness.

Cedric stood in front of my room after she greeted my mother and left. Probably been waiting for me to come back. As soon as he confirmed my appearance, he turned to me and looked at me from the front.... Are you angry that I threw a round of explanations away as soon as I took you to your mother?

"" I don't mind pride.... you don't even want to name me after me, do you?

Let's not do that anymore with each other, and when he suggested to me, he frowned and glanced at me again as to whether he was unhappy with what I had told him.

"... Pride.... I'm sorry, I put a lot of trouble into this because of me.

Tiara and Style stood next to me and alerted me to him saying as he dropped his gaze on the floor, not wanting to see me yet. Behind you can hear Arthur and Deputy Eric laying down their weapons.

"Nothing. I don't care about that in itself.

No, even if I know with my head, I get weird fights hips. I want someone to slap me in the back of the head.

Seeing, Cedric raised his eyebrows a little surprised by my words. I have no choice but to keep my words to him as he silently waits for the words to continue.

"... it doesn't matter how much trouble I put into saving anyone or people you want to protect. I'm angry because you used that effort to defend yourself.

I can't believe how confident I am in my appearance, so trying to make me fall in love and form an alliance with advantage. "If my dear Cedric's country is a pinch, I have to help!" What a development I expected, but I'm already embarrassed by the very idea.

Speak carefully so that the way you say it doesn't get unconsciously tight. Cedric rang his throat as he noticed my words and lay his eyes down again. I heard an apology again with a small voice saying "I'm sorry..."

"And then -...

Keep the word flowing and stop.

I remember the anger of that time boiling again as I tried to say it. Feels like "don't dare let me hit you once," but there's no way I can say that to the second prince.... I'm really scared of food grudges.

"... what can I do?

Poop, and suddenly this time words leaked from Cedric. Now I wrinkle between my eyebrows at those words that I heard small and clear.

"How can I be forgiven by you?

He looked like the first angry child. He dropped his eyebrows and somewhere his sad eyes were shaking slightly at me. For a moment, I also wondered if he was trying to get out poorly because the situation had changed again, but the look on his face was not something he could calculate by being poorly negotiated.

"I'll never touch you again. Even for your food and personal effects. Let's apologize again and again for all the disrespect we've had.... Still, can't you...?

... I don't know. These, abandoned puppy-like eyes.

Can't you...? And groaning, he was turning to me weakly and slightly moisturizing his eyes. That's a look I never even saw in the stills of the game. There were a number of weak scenes in the game, but I've never seen such a complicated look.

I should have been mad at him the whole time, but when they say it like that, I get stuck in words. I even feel guilty that the anger that just flooded me hit him hard with it on the roots about the food, like a lie.

Style gently stepped forward at me stuffing the words. Even though Cedric isn't going to do anything about it right now.

"I don't know everything in detail, either, but the many disrespects you've done to your sister are not acceptable. Mouthfeel for your mother is your mercy. [M]... Please, don't forget that.

Pisces, you shake your shoulders all the way to me in the words of the style as if to hold together and wiggle a whip.

I don't know why, Style is so hostile. Is it still Arthur's culinary grudge, or it may be Chancellor Gilbert's first time showing obvious hostility so far?

Cedric shrugged "Excuse me in front of the room" as he pitied his gaze on Style's words, "Well..." and paved the way for us. Stiles and Tiara prompt me to enter the room. Cedric was still on the spot the whole time.... What the hell is wrong with you? I have no hegemony at all even though I seem to be able to negotiate well with my mother because of this. On the contrary, I can't believe you're apologizing to me for hating it. No way, I just don't know. I still don't have anything to hide or ask him...

"You don't have to forgive me, Pride.

As soon as the door was closed, the style waved a verbal whip at me reinforced. When I accidentally asked back "eh", I alternated my arms and threw my gaze at me with a sigh.

"I understand the circumstances of Prince Cedric II. I guess his story is true that Pride predicted and even defended him. I agree with the alliance with the United Kingdom of Hanazoo.... but apart from that and the disrespect committed by Prince Cedric II.

Tiara, Arthur, and Deputy Eric nod over and over to Style's words.... kind of feels like I'm pissed off.

"Me too,... I can't forgive Prince Cedric for what he did to Master Pride. Trying to use Master Pride, if it doesn't work, it's what the... the worst guy does.

I wonder if it's because it's in the castle, albeit in my room, Arthur agrees to the style while lurking a little voice. I asked Deputy Eric, who is next door with just his gaze.

"Me, too, I think. I know repeatedly that this way of saying it to the royal family is disrespectful… but I still wonder if I am just omitting to act because it has become more convenient for me. I wonder if the numerous disrespects to Lord Pride should be so easily forgiven.

Arthur followed by Deputy Eric, surprisingly tough. Still, Style nodded loudly at Deputy Eric's words and hammered, "You're right," he said.

"Yes! Your sister can be angrier! Even I'm mad at Prince Cedric!

Food resentment is still immense to buy anger to Tiara, who is heartfelt and gentle to the protagonist. No, one way or another, they would have wasted gifts for Arthur and Stayle. Even I still have it in my roots about it.

"Pride. At this point, so let me be clear.

Once again, the words of the fortified style unwittingly put force on my shoulders. Is it my fault that my expression looks kind of angry?

"" Sweetness "and" kindness "are different. It is your kindness to reach out to Prince Cedric II, except once again to forgive him for what he has done so far. Rather! You must not forgive him to the extent of an apology.

Style looks back at Arthur as he throws it. Arthur turns to me as I open my eyes a little to what I've been shaken by.

"Style's, I think you're right. … I don't want to be forgiven for being disrespectful to Lord Pride or anything if I reflect and apologize… Because you are important to our country.

I can't say anything to Arthur's words that will look me straight in the eye and say it. Something tells me I'm really sorry and I accidentally lay my eyes down.

"Pride. You are already the first princess of seventeen. Please, … keep it in your chest right now that you also need to not forgive me. At least it's half-baked, and you can't forgive him.

Style embarrasses me and completely drops my shoulder. I don't feel very sorry for myself. Sure, you're all right. Even I should have been angry, but I really thought about his circumstances and settings...

"... ok....... sorry.

It's been a good year, and I can't believe they're going to scold me like this. When I accidentally sighed from the weight of my mind or in a forward bending position, the style panicked a little and said, "No, I blame you for your pride. Yes..."

Yes, because I am the adult first heir to the throne.

Even Leon can't be a child all the time when he says he's grown up fine as the next king. We also need to not allow it properly. I myself still have a grudge of stuffing.... Though guilt boils over everyone blaming the Second Prince for what he did to me. No, I'm the first princess, so naturally everyone gets mad at me...... I think it's kind of my own thing, and it's really less important. If this was about Tiara, the protagonist and second princess, I could do everything in my power to be unforgivable, too.

But if we form an alliance, I'm sure we'll see each other more from now on, even at ceremonies, and there's no reason why we should remain so vicious.... Well, it would be primarily to his brother, the king, to meet him.

King Lance Silva Lowell.

I only had that turn in the game, but I'm sure it'll be fine in this world.

I exhale one person while I think so.

Don't even know you're going to break the advice from everyone at this time without waiting for three days.

Just one letter, triggered.