𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟐: 𝐈 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐀𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐀𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲
The one-year school life passed without any major incidents(?).
Prince Roque continued his habit of changing noble ladies frequently, neglecting his studies. I think it’s about time he receives a serious scolding from His Majesty the King.
Now that there is no heroine, I just want the Prince to fall in love with anyone already.
Because my Duke Marcus family will fully support it.
*Sigh*. . .
“You’re sighing again.”
The moments that heal my troubled heart are the times I spend with Cid, who is always by my side.
Even casual conversations become enjoyable when he’s around.
“Hey, if I had a purple spinel, could I use magic to change the prince’s heart?”
I know it’s an unreasonable request, but I can’t help but ask.
“Uh.”
“Magic that manipulates the mind or purifies the heart.”
If only there were something so convenient.
However, Cid’s answer was simple.
“If there were, I would have used it already.”
I see.
While I had a gloomy expression, Cid crossed his arms and tilted his head.
“Hmm, magic that involves manipulating someone’s mind is all dark magic. Both the one casting the spell and the one being affected would have to pay a considerable price. It might be possible with cursed artifacts from the occult, but the caster would die if they cast it, you know?”
“That’s troublesome.”
It seems there is no way for everyone to be happy after all.
As I make a bitter face, Cid looks at me with a gentle smile.
“It’ll be alright, I’m sure we’ll figure something out.”
“I hope so.”
Suppressing my second and third sighs, I took out the sandwich I had gotten from the cafeteria from the basket.
“Here, today’s roast beef sandwich.”
“Miss, why am I being fed every day?”
“Oh, don’t you want it?”
“I do. I’m really hungry.”
In the courtyard, it has become a daily routine for me to enjoy lunch with Cid.
Here, I won’t have the prince in my field of vision, and vice versa.
“Vi-sama.”
Lost in thought, Cid unusually calls my name.
Startled, I quickly looked to my side, and his face was very close.
“Wha. . .”
Nervously, I instinctively turned my face away.
As I tightly closed my eyes, the sandwich in my hand was swiftly snatched away.
“If you’re not going to eat it, I’ll have it.”
“Huh?!”
What does he mean by taking away his master’s lunch!?
There’s still more in the basket!!
Frowning, I watched as Cid took a bite of the sandwich and closed one eye, making a pained expression.
“Huh?”
“Just as I thought. The mustard is unevenly spread here. Miss, please eat the part that looks fine.”
“Ugh!!”
My chest felt tight! He deliberately took the side with more mustard for me!!
I felt like I couldn’t breathe and I was about to collapse.
While I writhed and suffered, clutching my chest, this man who clearly didn’t understand the excitement quickly washed down the bread with tea.
What?
Your occupation is a hunter, not a bodyguard, right? Are you planning to shoot me?
And he comes up with another move.
“Miss, aren’t you eating? Come on, it’s delicious.”
Approaching me with the sandwich in his hand, he brings it close to my mouth. . .!
He intended to capture my heart by feeding me, but it seems like I’m the one who’s being caught.
I can’t let this situation slip away!
I bite into it eagerly, and Cid smiled happily.
“Mm, delicious.”
“Isn’t it? If you don’t eat properly, your body won’t hold up~.”
The danger now is not my body but my feelings of love.
But if someone were to see us in this situation. . .
Unfortunately, I took the sandwich from his hand and continued to eat it myself.
As the prince’s fiancée, I want to avoid any suspicions of infidelity.
I just want a peaceful and amicable dissolution of the engagement.
The distance between Cid, who sits next to me, and me is still one person’s worth. It’s frustrating that we can’t get closer.
It’s closer than a normal bodyguard and a young lady, but in moments like this, I can’t help but feel the difference in our positions.
“Hey, what if I were. . .”
“Yes?”
I gaze into his crimson eyes and ask slowly.
“What if I were just an ordinary girl?”
“Miss. . .”
After thinking for a while, Cid answers with a serious expression.
“Miss, you have never been ordinary, so it’s impossible to imagine you as an ordinary girl.”
“Huh?! Just say it, you bastard!”
“I’m already saying it.”
“Oh, you’re saying it like this?!”
. . .The surplus villainess is still living energetically today.
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