Synopsis
Most royal marriages are set up when the couple is young, and the fiancée is chosen for political reasons. The couple stays together unless there is a big problem.
But in the Kingdom of Catalonia, the royalty selects their partners and announces them, along with their future entourage, at the Royal Academy graduation ceremony.
Other countries’ royal families envy this system because it allows them to choose the partner they want.
Although the system is well-liked by the other countries’ royal families, there is one person who is not pleased: Catalonia’s first prince, Cyril.
He’s tall and fearless, with blond hair and blue eyes. Outstanding academic achievements. He is a promising next king, surrounded by sons and daughters of the high nobility, all with a glazed look in their eyes, saying “I want to be queen” or “I want to be a close aide.”
This made Cyril’s school life extremely difficult.
His brother Luke was wondering if there was anything he could do to assist.
Then an idea struck Luke.
A crazy idea, but if it works, it will solve Cyril’s problems once and for all.
With a grin, he said.
“Brother—I have an idea!
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Part 1
In the Kingdom of Catalonia, where freedom is respected, there is no so-called “political marriage system of the royal family”.
Most royal marriages are set up when the couple is young, and the fiancée is chosen for political reasons. The couple stays together unless there is a big problem.
But in the Kingdom of Catalonia, the royalty selects their partners and announces them, along with their future entourage, at the Royal Academy graduation ceremony.
Other countries’ royal families envy this system because it allows them to choose the partner they want.
Although the system is well-liked by the other countries’ royal families, there is one person who is not pleased: Catalonia’s first prince, Cyril.
He’s tall and fearless, with blond hair and blue eyes. Outstanding academic achievements. He is a promising next king, surrounded by sons and daughters of the high nobility, all with a glazed look in their eyes, saying “I want to be queen” or “I want to be a close aide.”
This made Cyril’s school life extremely difficult.
His school life begins with a carriage ride to school.
When the carriage carrying Cyril arrives at the school’s gate, there is already a long line of sons and daughters waiting for him.
“Good morning, Cyril-sama; you look great today.”
“Good morning. May I assist you with your luggage?”
“Hey! You carried his bag the day before. It’s my turn today!”
“Hey! You’re getting way too close to His Highness! Get the hell away from him! “
The sons and daughters swarm around Cyril as he steps out of the carriage, greeting and eyeing each other.
They all have glazed expressions and fake smiles that don’t match the morning’s freshness.
Had they been in any other country, they could have been warned for getting too close to royalty, for being disrespectful. But this is the Kingdom of Catalonia, which values freedom and has strict rules against status-based discrimination in the academy.
Cyril has to move around every morning with a cramped smile, surrounded by many students, and has a difficult time getting into the classroom as a result of this.
He has no time to relax his mind or facial muscles between classes at lunchtime because he is surrounded by sons and daughters of nobility.
After school, Cyril, who is also the student council president, was walking down the hallway to the student council room…
“I heard Cyril-sama enjoys art; please come to our house during your next vacation.”
“Would his highness like to attend the next policy research group meeting? I’d like to hear what his highness has to say.”
He couldn’t move forward because he was surrounded by high-ranking aristocrats who were waiting for him in the corridor.
Finally, he leaves his childhood friends Samuel, the Prime Minister’s son, and Carlos, the Knight Commander’s son, to deal with the situation and sneaks into the student council room, but Cyril is already exhausted.
His brother, Luke, the third prince of the kingdom, who happened to be in the student council room that day, looked pity on Cyril.
“…I had heard rumors, but I didn’t think it would go this far, brother; you must be going through a lot.”
Luke is a freshman, two years younger than Cyril.
He has light brown hair and eyes, as well as a well-rounded, intelligent face.
He is third in line to the throne after the second prince, who is studying abroad.
He is a genius who has always loved books and learning and sees himself as a scholar rather than an administrator.
Cyril and Luke’s cousin and also Cyril’s secretary, Duchess Rosemary, brought the tea and looked sympathetically at Cyril.
“It really is hard every day, isn’t it? It’s not easy to be a beautiful boy with a bright future.”
“Rose doesn’t look like a lady as usual.”
Rosemary’s emerald green eyes narrowed at Luke’s words, and she smiled cheerfully as she shook her beautiful blonde hair.
“It’s fine, because Cyril and Luke are the only ones here.”
“I’d like to hear you say that to all the boys who think you’re a lovely young lady and worship you.”
As usual, Luke and Rosemary crack lighthearted jokes.
Normally, Cyril would join them and the three childhood friends would engage in light conversation, but Cyril is exhausted and simply observes them.
Luke whispered to Cyril as Rosemary left early so as not to add to Cyril’s stress.
“Oh, and by the way, my brother. Have you heard about the neighboring kingdom’s first prince? “
“Oh, you mean he’s madly in love with a woman of a different social status?”
“Yes. I heard the prince is making a big deal about “true love” or something.”
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Right now, the first prince of a neighboring country is a secret topic of discussion among well-informed people.
He appears to be in love with the daughter of a local baroness, but dislikes his childhood friend and fiancée, the marchioness, and wishes to end their engagement.
“Oh dear,” Luke said as he shook his shoulders.
“He’s always been a bit of a daydreamer, but this time it appears to be going the wrong direction. When others criticize him, he claims he can’t help himself because he has found his “true love” or something.”
The fiancée, who is chosen at a young age, is of great political importance.
Ignoring it and falling in love with a different status baroness is a fool’s errand.
It is not something that the next king should do.
Cyril is well aware of this, but he is so exhausted that he cannot help but mutter.
“True love,” you say? I’m envious of him…”
“…Huh? “
In shock, Luke nearly dropped his teacup.
“B-Brother? What’s the problem? “
Cyril, who was always so calm and practical, made an unusual statement.
Cyril said with a wry smile as Luke rolled his eyes in surprise.
“Let say the young lady who is rumored to be good friends with Luke these days will leave him when she learns he won’t be king?”
Luke’s eyes flashed black and white as he remembered his own love interest, the bookish Countess.
“…No, I don’t believe she’ll abandon me. I’d discussed it with her before, and she said she didn’t mind.”
Cyril muttered, “I envy you.”
“Perhaps the daughters who surround me will flee as soon as they realize I will not be king—they are focused on my position and the queen’s chair, not on me.”
Cyril was dismayed to be surrounded by women who were gawking at him, saying, “I will be queen.”
Instead of choosing a partner, I think I’m becoming suspicious of women.
I can’t tell you how many times I’ve wondered if it would be better to pick a fiancée on the spur of the moment or settle down.
Cyril has been dazzled by the “true love” of a neighboring prince.
A “true love” worth choosing even if it meant giving up his title and all of his supporters.
I envied him so much!
Cyril thought with his eyes downcast as Luke looked at him with pained eyes.
He had never imagined that his brother, whom he considered to be the ideal prince, would face such difficulties.
There are only three months until Cyril’s graduation ceremony, at which he must announce his partner.
Luke was wondering if there was anything he could do to assist.
Then an idea struck Luke.
A crazy idea, but if it works, it will solve Cyril’s problems once and for all.
With a grin, he said.
“Brother—I have an idea! If it works, you might find your “true love,” or something along those lines!”
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