"... Cedric...
Catan Catan, and the carriage swings intermittently.
Lance, speaking in a sigh, looked at Cedric sitting in the front like a shudder. You squeal at all... and sigh again.
Hold your head with both hands and look like a dripping Cedric.
Cedric has been at that rate ever since he left the Kingdom of Friesia.
Joan, who got on board worried about Cedric, also grinned bitterly at how it looked as he sat next to Lance. I stroked Cedric's back and said, "Are you okay?" and throw.
Are you mourning Tiara and the last time you broke up with her, or were you greatly flattered and now anxious about the postmaster? The two of them hang words on Cedric, who never tries to keep his face up in a drip. Then Cedric zeroed the words so as to leave it for a few dozen minutes before squeezing it out.
"... I don't know why Tiara got mad...
Words drip as heavily as mud.
Contrary to that tone, the two lost their shoulder strength to Cedric's reasons for falling too simple. You know what, slapping Cedric on the back with Lance whining.
"What the hell did you say before you pissed me off?
"Or did you do something?
Asked alternately by the two of them, Cedric replied briefly, "I just told her," as she shook her golden hair sideways. Cedric raised his cloudy face to Russia as he told him and Yoan listened back. Tie and solidify your lips as hard as it is to say. Cedric's mouth opened again when Lance clearly ordered, "Say it word for word and look at it".
"..." If you have any other thoughts,... you don't have to worry about me then.
"Become..." "Eh".
Too dumb a voice came up from the two kings. At the next moment the fist bone from Lance is thrown down on Cedric's head. Gatsun, and the shock rang as far as his teeth, and Cedric raised his voice as he held his head down, "What do you do?" But more than that, Lance yells at me and knocks me out.
"You are! What are you saying to the person you proposed to?"
"Have you lost the favor from Princess Tiara in the corner?"
Lance as well as Yoan made me more angry with him and Cedric accidentally turned his throat against him.
Cedric vividly recalls his conversation with Tiara, wondering why even the two of them would be so angry. Once Lance had been stripped from Tiara, it was time for a plea from Pride to enter and again be given the opportunity to talk to Tiara and me on the wall.
Her face turned bright red and she leaned down small, and Cedric lurked her voice and hung her words on Tiara, who wiped tears with her own fingertips.
'... sorry. But if you have someone else in mind... you don't have to worry about me then.
"Huh...?
To Tiara, who rounded her eyes on her words, Cedric continued her words with a serious look on her face.
'If you say it's that hard, … I think it's a good idea to convey your thoughts.
"?... what...?
Cedric clearly conveyed to Tiara that she could not understand and the words could not form well.
"I don't care if you love Prince Stayle... or if you really want to live up to Prince Leon's favor... If you want to be with the man you really like, I will. '
Stupid.
So Tiara yelled at me.
For Cedric, it was meant to be sincere with Tiara's happiness in mind, but it only completely lit Tiara's ignition line.
I remember vividly, and Lance grabbed Cedric's head this time as he was circling his thoughts that he still didn't know.
"Why did you say that?"
Cedric raised his voice and glanced at Lance, yelling at her for forgetting her upbringing and manners.
"... he was crying so much..."
Seriously, the two of them turned their eyes round Cedric's face complaining in a rather serious, sounding voice.
We both know Tiara was crying. At first I was anxious for Cedric to reveal something again, but if I heard Pride's explanation and then saw Tiara alongside Cedric, it was obvious...
"I don't like marrying me.
... to Cedric's spicy words, the two of them lost words in a different way. But Cedric keeps talking without realizing it either.
"Tiara crap... he was moaning at the bottom of his heart to leave with the prides...! However, as a result of my marriage to me being weighed down, I was so frustrated by the decision to make a hard time!"
Cedric himself is serious.
But Lance and Yoan were so frightened by the Divine Son in front of them that its seriousness looked ridiculous the other way around.
"So..." I hated it enough to cry. "I chose to get engaged to me, but he wanted to stay in Freesia! Or mourn that you still can't accompany a man who really thinks..."
At last Yoan's mouth laughed at Cedric, angry at the guilt of holding his fist and pulling himself away from the one he loved Tiara. Hoops... and throws it at Cedric with one hand covering his mouth to hide his laughter.
"... by reason. Do you have any idea what that" thought-provoking man "is?
"Speaking of which, having a lover before..." he moved his mouth so that Lance could be inspired by Yoan's words. Cedric then squeezed his mouth, and spinning his words as he sadly rocked his eyes.
"... Prince Style and Prince Leon of the kingdom of Anemone.
They were stunned by Cedric's unexpected candidacy. Cedric continued his words before being asked why it would happen.
"Whether you are sympathetic to Prince Stayle, you must daughter-in-law to another country as a second princess. Tiara is not bound to her own royal family. Besides, Prince Leon seemed to have a crush on Tiara. He also rushed me as a reinforcement in the defensive battle, did a great job and is even the first heir to the throne of a major trading nation. No woman would be more unwavering than a wonderful prince would want.
Zero words at once to expose the previously accumulated anxiety, Cedric ended up depressed and lying down, as if after he had already been swayed by Tiara. Even from the eyes of narcissist Cedric as well as his abilities and personality, Style and Leon were such beautiful men that he had to admit.
"... I mean, do you think Prince Steele and Princess Tiara love each other, or that Prince Leon is in favor and Princess Tiara is rocking at it too?
Yes. Cedric, returning in a nutshell to Yoan's query, didn't look like he was going up completely sinking in. Yoan hides it with his hands and ears to Lance, making sure Cedric isn't looking at himself.
"... don't you think Cedric knows about Princess Pride and Prince Leon..."
Long before the alliance was formed, Lance knew information about other countries through the port… especially about the kingdom of Anemone, the counterparty. Naturally, even that Leon has dissolved his engagement with Pride and now has a friendship. Moreover, Yoan had heard as much about the countries as possible from Lance. But Cedric, who kept running away from study at the time and sometimes fled before being captured by both kings, was not heard of it at the time.
Lance, nodding and answering to Joan's words, arms up.
It's impossible for Leon, who's disengaged with Pride, to propose to Tiara. Instead, Lance thinks that both Tiara and Leon were out of shoulder strength to break it down because they would never make progress in love. More importantly, Lance and Yoan just leaned their necks when it came to Style and Tiara. Sure, it was obvious to both of us that Stayle was adorable as a sister, but I don't care how you look at it, it doesn't tie into love. Ning Ro Style puts pride...
I thought that far and we both stopped thinking. Two people who mistakenly thought Cedric was in love with pride before can't trust their judgment.
But with certainty and certainty, the two knew Cedric's anxiety was a discrepancy.
Lance looks at Cedric as he sinks down with a cheek wand on his knees. Joan also put his arms together, laughing like he was finally in trouble.
"... what do we do? Lance."
"Good enough, keep shaking.
Lance, breathing out loud like he'd given up thinking, finally fell into backhandedness. Are you sure? Yet laughing, Yoan gently strokes Cedric's depressing head.
"Why don't you at least tell me about it?"
"I don't need it. Keeping your head in the present would be a good medicine for Princess Tiara in the future.
To Lance, who said a little harshly, Cedric looked up, "What the fuck is that?" I was wondering if Tiara's destiny was another thing. Lance held Cedric in with one arm asking questions as close as the tip of his nose touched. "Now think about your own rudeness, fool!" "So I'm saying I don't know why I'm being rude," exclaimed Lance. "Joan finally laughed out loud to Cedric.
"Are you sure you don't want to be the postmaster?"
Cedric turns to Yoan, who holds his belly but asks. "What do you mean by that?" he complains, but Lance just said with one arm clamped down, "Nothing wrong so far, except the bluntness of her colorfulness. In fact, Cedric only noticed one of Tiara's grieving scales, which the prides didn't even realize. Even if Lance and Yoan just asked why, Cedric didn't try to answer as clearly as he did why he fell in love with Tiara.
I'm still saying, "Tell me!," he said with a rare and mean grin to Cedric, who raised his voice. "Then tell her clearly why you fell in love with Princess Tiara," he blushed with his lips firmly tied.
"Don't play with my brother's sex, brother!
"Understand porn, then say things, fool.
To the fight between the two brothers, Joan couldn't stop laughing.
Joan thinks this calmly in his heart to Cedric, who is seriously worried about Tiara and still thinks he hates her.
... both thoughts because of it.
With that in mind, the laughter is infinite again.
The day after Pride's birthday. Lance and Joan, who were invited by the queen, Rosa, already knew.
Because they were indeed told of their meeting as allies, and were greeted by Rosa and the Vest of Regents, Albert the King's Mate.
"Tiara, my second princess, wishes to be engaged to the United Kingdom of Hanazoo.
Originally, Lance and Yoan were in a good position to be told separately.
But Rosa wanted Tiara to tell them that. Who, without specifying, wants the three fiancée candidates to be communicated in brackets in the United Hanazoo Kingdom.
As a political engagement, I have no problems at all. Tiara is the second princess. Because both the king and the prince are in a position to be engaged.
At first, the two also thought that Tiara was only meant to strengthen their ties to the United Kingdom of Hanazu. But... I immediately guessed.
If you don't like your engagement to Cedric, you don't have to fit all three fiancée candidates into the United Kingdom of Hannaz.
Nobody cares, even if you avoid Cedric and leave Lance and Yoan alone. The second princess of the great power wanted an engagement with the king, in the second prince it would only be a story of lack of power. Instead, I couldn't find any reason to add Cedric, who had already expressed her intention to Tiara, to her fiancée candidacy as if it were a confusion, except for the reason of her fate.
After seeing Tiara's reaction earlier, Joan said that if she had her fiancée finalized Cedric, she would have said, "It's because of her ties to the United Kingdom of Hanazoo!" and all he said with a bright red face came to his mind.
When it was communicated, both Lance and Yoan worried about whether Cedric should be taught, but we came to the conclusion that we would refrain from information that was likely to ignite the runoff again on Cedric, who had already done much to Pride and Tiara.
And Tiara, who sensed that the two kings had been informed that she had chosen the three as fiancée candidates, was clearly in suspicion of behavior, not only towards Cedric, but also against Lance and Yoan. Not since I'm sure my two brothers are guessing Cedric's fondness for himself.
In other words, the two kings know that they have accepted Cedric's favor, and even more so that they have run for fiancée to "deceive" the two kings.
Both Lance and Yoan had zero bitter laughter because they knew about Tiara's mood, and they knew about Tiara.
The only question that comes to mind for the two kings is one.
"I wonder why I like it...
... Cedric too. And Princess Tiara.
Cedric roughed up his voice saying, "Now you can say," to questions overflowing from Yoan, whose laughter calmed down.
I grabbed Lance's arm with both hands to resist and finally let him get off my head.
"Then I guess I'll look forward to the day I can ask.
Joan grinned softly, saying so to fix the position of the fine edge glasses.
Now I just let my little heart pour that my sweet little brother's thoughts have come true.