Prince Fritz has a crush on Charlotte. There was no solid basis for this hypothesis. But when I thought about the past life, I thought it would be more natural to be.
Last time, I don't know what kind of flow Charlotte and Fritz fell in love with each other, but if you're roughly guessing, there are two patterns. Whether they had formed a relationship by pushing off the opposition around them, or whether they had political thoughts and joined together under the patronage of the Empress and the Chancellor.
However, either way, the premise is that Prince Fritz has a crush on Charlotte. Needless to say, if the former were the latter, it would have been difficult to think that the prince himself was unwilling to do the great thing of surrounding another woman while there was a righteous queen named Alicia.
Alicia was on the bet thinking this way, but the reading seems to have hit her. She decided to take another step as she picked up her response.
"You still did. But we don't have much time. That kid - Charlotte told me she was about to get engaged. Turning away from your feelings will be irrevocable. Still, are you sure?
"Let me get this straight. What the hell are you trying to say?
Thin clouds flow and cover the moon. As the darkness deepened at night, the prince stood up quietly. His eyes emit a chilling light behind his narrowed eyes on a white-faced face that floats softly.
The stirring air changed.
Alicia breathed, wondering if this was true frizz. A young man of frozen beauty as if he had swept away all his emotions, taking off his mask as a good successor to Aardhar.
That leads to a dismissive hue, and enlightens those who see him undoubtedly drawing the blood of Empress Elizabeth.
Alicia also rose to face the prince as if he had blended into part of the darkness at night.
"Forgive my disrespect. What I would like to say, however, is that we do not have to be forced into a bond. Even if we do not marry anything, if we join hands as good kings, we can strengthen the bond between the two nations. Isn't that the best?"
"I mean, you're not going to be with me. That's what you're trying to say."
A good discarded fritz exhaled a dry breath like a cough. Alicia took some time to realize it was a laugh.
If you notice, Alicia's jaw was accompanied by Fritz's hand and was forced up. Tremors run on Alicia's spine in her untouched eyes, similar to the doll who looks at herself. He grabbed his wrist with a surprisingly strong force if he accidentally tried to escape.
"So what about you? Do you think it's sunny enough to live through true love and love?
"I can't figure out what you're talking about. I am for both countries..."
"I really think that's it. I don't know what to say myself, but I'm not a bad heterosexual uke. Until then, reject me. Now, who do you want to get?"
Prince of another country or son of a nobleman of Heilland?
He was a fritz who groaned for answers, but, uh, narrowed his eyes as the point went.
"I see, him. You had a beautiful aide to serve you."
As soon as I heard the word, something terribly bitter spread in her chest.
It is, of course, only when we think of our native country, Heilland, that Alicia has been engaged in talks with its neighbours, and that in itself is an unquestionable truth.
But if we leave them all behind, how does Alicia feel herself?
When I was poked at it again, there appeared, indeed, on the girl's head, his face - the figure of a young man who would challenge me together in a battle for the future. It just occurred to me.
"No, you can't. I can't make that wish."
Fritz slowly shook her head at Alicia, who felt bitter.
"Look at reality. It is impossible for heaven and earth to flip between you, the princess, and Him, the aide of Suke, to be bound in a proper way."
"That's not true."
"You know what I mean? Or do you have to try to figure it out? If it is the latter, how foolish. You were royal before you were one woman. I'm the same. The manipulative pawns prepared for the great king - that's all."
We're like each other.
Like a curse, the prince whispered.
"I'm sure we can be good partners. Neither of us will get what we want most. But if we can understand pain and suffering, we can bury each other's loneliness.... Take my hand, Alicia. That's what King Aardhar wants."
The accompanying hand slips onto Alicia's cheek. The heat coming from the shapely hands was cold and very sad why.
In an attempt to fall together, the Prince's eyes were telling.
But - -,
"I refuse"
It sounds dry and Alicia pays for Fritz's hand. And she looked straight at the prince, who opened her eyes, in an empty hue in a strong light.
What Fritz says is true in part. Born in the Chester family, Alicia was a Heilland princess before she was one.
But that's why Alicia doesn't mourn her own predicament or curse her fate. In that regard, the way Alicia and Fritz perceive things is fundamentally different.
It was the great difference that made her realize that he should not be her husband.
"I have sympathy for you. My father allowed me to do what I was free to do, and there were plenty of people around me who would support me. The suffering His Highness had tasted would not have been comparable to mine...... But."
The clouds flow as if someone had attached them, and the white moon illuminates the night sky. A pure white light came down to shine the figure of a princess looking up at the prince with fortitude.
"As Your Highness said, we are royalty. In order to carry the country, we need to be prepared as royalty and a strong will to open up the future. - But from you now, I don't feel your own will. As Princess Heilland, you can't welcome such a person to your husband."
At that time, for the first time, there was a good clear change in the prince's expression. Same as myself. The anger betrayed by the other person who thought so, the humiliation was distorting his righteous face.
"This......!
Bearing the moon, Fritz waves her hands up loud. Alicia, staring at it, didn't make it faint. Instead of not being able to move because of fear, I wanted to take his anger. In fact, all that disrespect, I had a sense of working against the prince.
So Alicia closed her eyes forcefully in preparation for the shock to come.
Yet.
"Please don't!!
I hear roses swinging and black shadows cracking between Alicia and Fritz. If the girl opened her eyes in surprise, at the tip of her back sheltering herself, Fritz's hand, which was about to be shaken down, was squeezed by someone.
Even on the face of that prince, the colour of surprise comes to mind. But it is Alicia who is more surprised than he is. At the same time, I kind of wanted to cry asexually out of the tension that was tying my whole body without even realizing it myself.
How can he rush me, only when he wants me to be on his side?
"- Integrated, can you explain what this means?
Over his shoulder, concerned for his husband's safety, his purple eyes are pointed at him. That's how the youth - Clovis, turned to frizz again.
Why, Clovis is here. I didn't think so, but apparently there was no room to be sure of that.
"Can you explain what you mean?
Fritz frowns with her shaken hand grabbed and Alicia looks up with her eyes round her back sheltering herself. Clovis, standing in the meantime, repeated the same question as if in a hurry.
Not good, Alicia intuited. At first glance, Clovis' voice is harder than usual, seemingly trying to figure things out calmly. Alicia raised her voice in a panic to stop the Master Thought aide from eating at the Prince.
"Wait! I'm the one who worked rudeness. So let your Highness go."
"Master Alicia?
To Clovis' purple eyes, looking back over his shoulder, he was rarely able to see suspicion. Isn't Alicia lying to give up this occasion? The aide would have liked that.
So Alicia was convinced. Clovis broke in between the two of them, but I don't even know what they were talking about until just before. I'm probably looking for two people who haven't been able to see me since I took my seat off, and in a way, it was timely and I ran into an earlier scene.
"That's right. Now, let go of Master Fritz's hand. This is an order."
"... believe me, are you sure?
"Of course."
In front of Fritz, if he dares lay down his life in a strong tone, Clovis narrows his eyes to try to determine his sincerity. Slightly, he released Fritz's hand. The freed prince looked at Clovis with his eyes glowing as he rubbed the part that had been grabbed.
"You were Assistant Cromwell. Why are you here? When I took my seat off, I said I would talk to her alone. That's because she - that was an offer from your husband, Alicia. I don't think so, but you didn't come after us."
The tone is mild, but the air is sharp when the prince pursues Clovis. But sooner than Alicia opened her mouth, Clovis put his hand on her chest and drowned with a humble trick.
"I'm sorry. It's unfamiliar, I was walking to cool off in the wind at night, and I got lost, and by chance, as soon as I got there."
"Coincidence, yeah. It seems very convenient, but I wonder if that happens."
"It must have been bad for you to try to get off the road relying on your talking voice. As a result, I was able to protect the Lord, so I was surprised."
Two young men stare at each other as the pinched air flows. Slightly, it was Fritz who distracted me first.
"Well, fine. Whatever it is, I almost did something irrevocable to a valued guest. I thank you for stopping me, and I will leave you alone. [M] Alicia, I want to apologize to you too. I'm so sorry."
"That's not true. Please forgive me for all my disrespect."
"I guess this place is informal. You were right the first time.... It's time to go back to your room. Let's talk about it from me."
"Thank you for your attention"
Glimpsing Alicia with her head down, Fritz turned her back.
"Earlier, my feelings remain the same. Until Her Majesty obeys her will, as long as His Majesty wishes to bond with me and you.... but if you want to change my mother's mind, you can do whatever you want. If that's possible."
"- I get it. Sweet for your words, we'll do whatever you want."
Alicia answered clearly, undressing what seeped from Fritz's words. In an unmistakable response, the prince leaked about two dry grins like a cough, shaking his back small. Then he stepped out into the darkness of the night.
The back of a distant prince looked lonely and sad for some reason.
As the prince puts it, Alicia and Fritz, both born royally and in a position to bear the country, must be among those who resemble each other. The readiness for her to bear could also have belonged to the prince, and the loneliness that besetted him might have eroded Alicia. In that sense, the two are behind and on the table.
But neither in the previous life nor in this life, the two paths were fuzzy.
Alicia was in love with the prince in her previous life, but once upon a time she could not understand half of the prince's suffering. Now that I can understand that, no, I rather can't go after his back because I can.
Feeling unspoken emotions fill her breasts, Alicia once again said goodbye to the Prince's back.
Even if you do your life all over again, you never get tied.
That's what I was destined for.
That kind of edge, sometimes.