Chapter 12│Read translated stories and daily updates at: Awebstories.com
“That’s enough. Hubert, You’re not going to be the Crown Prince. When you broke off your engagement to Miss Cecilia without my permission, that path was cut off.”
Hubert begins to fret at the king’s words.
“Why is that!?”
“This ball is a gathering of those who will support the kingdom in the future. Do you know who these people are here for?”
Hubert looks around.
But he does not recognize them at all. No, in fact, he has seen them. But for some reason, their names do not come up.
He had never been in trouble at a ball before.
“Why… damn it… Syxe you…”
Syxe shrugs and nods.
And Hubert recalls the fact that when he enters the ball, he immediately hears bits and pieces of information about what is going on.
“Everyone here voted unanimously for Syxe and Cecilia to be the next king and queen. Too bad you didn’t get a single vote, because you would have been neck and neck with Syxe if Miss Cecilia was with you.”
Hubert looks at Cecilia as if to cling to hope, but Syxe stands in front of her to intercept.
“Brother, I wish you happiness with Miss Evona.”
Syxe then happily escorts Cecilia to the dance floor.
Their figures are as beautiful and fitting as a page in a picture book, Hubert’s head is down, and Evona’s face twitches.
“I was supposed to be the queen! You slu*t! How dare you have such a relationship with Syxe-sama!”
Cecilia said as she turned around,
“Be careful with your language. You will degrade yourself even more.”
Cecilia happily returned with Syxe to the glittering floor.
Evona was aghast at the words and clenched her fists.
Syxe chuckled and said to Cecilia, who was standing next to her,
“Was I mean?”
“Hehehe, not at all.”
“I’m glad. I feel a little better now.”
The glittering dance hall
Syxe and Cecilia start to dance to the music to the applause of the audience.
Cecilia looks at Syxe.
“Are you sure you want me?”
“Hehehe, if it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have wanted the throne to begin with.”
“I love you. Please be prepared for what’s to come.”
“What are you… ?”
Syxe said cheerfully.
“I want you to love me properly, so I will whisper my love every day from now on.”
“Please be gentle with me.”
“I’ll do my best.”
They giggled at each other and were blessed by everyone.
Hubert stares at them, biting his lip in frustration.
And then he thinks.
—I’m not going to let this end.
His mouth twists into a grimace.
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