Aobara-hime no Yarinaoshi Kakumeiki

Time goes back just a little bit.

When Alicia was being taken to her room by Clovis, there was a long shadow standing in an unpopular corridor. Its face, illuminated by the white moonlight, is Fritz, the first prince of Aardar.

After breaking up with Alicia and the others, Prince Fritz returned to his feast seat, telling him that the guests of the neighbouring country had returned to his room, while at the same time leaving the scene immediately with the intention of leaving himself. I guess the empress and the guests she invited are still enjoying the feast, but the hustle and noise don't get this far.

In a quiet corridor, as if detached from the outside world, Fritz was staring up at the white moon floating in the blue sky from between the columns.

Its side, looking up at the sky alone without saying anything, was not the night sky, but as if looking for some kind of answer to float there. Eventually the prince turned his back and walked out at the moonlight when he was disappointed in his eyes similar to those of glass.

That's when the young woman's voice sounded in the corridor.

"Your Highness! Town, Your Highness Fritz"

"... Charlotte?

It was almost simultaneous for the prince to stop and look back and for Charlotte to catch up with the prince on a small run. Ahead of Fritz looking down, he breathed his red hair loose again and again before Charlotte offered him a white lace chief.

"I forgot something. I found my father falling into a chair, probably because of His Highness and... Me, I thought I'd still make it."

"So, you came after me"

"Yes...... Oh, no, I'm sorry to show you how ugly I look!

Charlotte was ashamed, as she is now, to say that she is firmly dressed in a dress, but has run as far as she wants instead of behaving sophisticated. As she panicked with her cheeks turned bright red, just like her hair, Fritz slowly snapped her neck.

"Is that a problem?... This is"

"Maybe it wasn't His Highness's?

"No, it's mine. But don't you remember?

The prince, who received the white chief, spread it out in front of him. Charlotte tilted her neck, even though she felt she looked familiar at all times, and screamed so small.

"No way, is that what I gave you?

"Oh. At a very young age, that's what you gave me"

I was told, Charlotte remembered.

When he was called to the royal castle as his prince's counterpart, Charlotte gave the prince one gift. The prince didn't say anything, but it must have been him turning his hand around in the back that the other kids stopped fellowship. So he consulted with his father, and gave him a white chief.

Once again, if you look at that in the hands of the prince, it is, indeed, what you once gave the prince. Charlotte was terribly surprised. She gave it over five years ago, and she chose it so hard to talk to her father and mother, but if she was a prince, she would have much better things.

Kind of nostalgic. Glad to do it, Charlotte accidentally made her voice play.

"Surprised. You still have it, don't you? But since that time His Highness has become more and more splendid. Oh, and now it's like a lie that we were spending time together at the castle."

"I guess. As far as I'm concerned, I don't mean to."

"No, absolutely! Because earlier, alongside Alicia, you were both very nice. That's royalty, or the air that's flowing isn't like the others."

"... that's how it looked to you"

spit out. Feeling something bitter about it, Charlotte raised her face and leaned her neck softly. It was then that she realized for the first time that the prince was not in his usual condition.

On the side that was turned away, there was a glimmer. The unmistakable smile mask that floated around trying to enlighten the other person inside his chest is not there now.

I was so fond of him, he was Charlotte, who had followed the prince with his eyes every time he saw him, but I had never seen him so grumpy.

"She and I are different. She says I'm wrong. I think she's the one who's wrong.... Yes, you should be thinking"

You won't know who you are. That said, the prince shook his head.

"As for me, I'm going to do everything I can. I tried to live up to everyone's expectations and serve as the First Prince. But I can't. I can't be more or less than that, besides a great king no matter where I go. So at least I tried to be a good pawn"

"Is something wrong? How could that be?"

"I know who I am best. I can't be anything, I can't be a doll. I thought I finally gave up on myself like that, but my chest snaps and screams... Halfway there, I am."

I was spit out of bitterness. That was almost solitary.

Looking seriously at the prince in front of him, Charlotte thought hard. What the hell happened to the prince today? Earlier, when I showed up at the feast table with my guest, Alicia, I didn't see anything unusual.

"I'm sorry," the prince shook his head after he leaked about two dry grins as Charlotte struggled to reply to what was going on.

"Talk about this, you're crazy. Forget it.... Thank you for delivering. This is important to me."

"Wait, Your Highness!

Charlotte held back the prince who tried to turn her back.

"Don't say such sad things about being halfway there. Since you were so little, you've been reading a lot of difficult books, wearing martial arts, horsemanship and everything, and working hard to succeed Master Elizabeth. I feel sorry for His Highness too much if I have tried properly but have denied myself"

"... no. That's not what I'm saying."

"What difference does it make? Is it because Master Elizabeth is a great king? Because I can't be Master Elizabeth?

Block the words of Pizza and the Prince and say it like Charlotte was angry. "Okay," she continued, marveling at Prince Fritz for the sword screen.

"My lord and I are not smart. But this is all I know for sure. Your Highness, Your Highness. Your Highness can't be Elizabeth, but she doesn't need to be. 'Cause I'm a different person."

"But then no one, - my mother, will admit me. In the glorious shadow of the Great King, every day a small disappointment rises. The weight, the pain, you wouldn't know."

"I don't know. I don't know, no. It's too hard for me."

But, and, Charlotte wrapped the prince's hand in both hands for each white race chief.

"Even Master Alicia, she said. He wants to be king alongside the people. Master Elizabeth is a great man, but she's not one of the right answers. Why don't Fritz stay Fritz and go for the shape of your own king"

"The shape of my only king? He says a lot on his own. Where is it?"

"Because you just have to look for it from now on. Oh, already. Master Fritz is too hard to think about that and this. After all, Your Highness should make more time to see the sky!

Charlotte turned back to me after she ran out of words and hurried to shut her mouth.

If I gave him a fearful face, the prince turned his wide open, deep green eyes towards Charlotte, and he didn't even move. I don't know what stopped him that far in the prince's heart, but he seems to have lost the words to utter somewhere.

While relieved that he couldn't see how angry he was with the prince, Charlotte gradually began to feel embarrassed because it was something she looked at herself too seriously. In the first place, she did not assume at all, for example, that the Prince and I would be alone in talking about a topic that stepped in more than the public.

Charlotte, restlessly swimming her eyes, laughed vaguely and distanced herself from him as she grabbed the prince's hands and snagged them aside.

"Bye. Now I..."

"Wait."

The prince grabbed Charlotte's hand, turning his back. I didn't think she'd be held back or anything. She was surprised all the time she jumped up, but Fritz didn't seem to be going to let her go.

"You're no different. - Still swallowing, I don't understand."

"Um...?

"Is it true that you're getting engaged soon?

If it's a horrible call, it's a question with too little context that's returned. If Charlotte tried to turn around, suspecting she'd heard something wrong anymore, sooner than that, her body was engulfed with warm sensations.

It wasn't until after plenty of seconds that I realized I had been hugged from behind by Fritz.

"So, so, so, so, Your Highness!?

"I don't like it."

It was Charlotte, confused by much, but she stopped moving perfectly, surprised and bewildered by the crackling and uncut sound in her ear. Charlotte then felt the prince's power surrounding her strengthen and his back bump against the hard prince's chest.

"I just don't want to lose you. The sky you're not next to doesn't taste terrible."

"Really, what happened today? What the hell,... Huh!?

Charlotte managed to turn herself around and turn her neck back to how he was not just every time. But it wasn't hard to ascertain the look Fritz would have on his face.

A warm and soft feeling took Charlotte's lips, and at the end of her wide open gaze she shivered as long and delicate eyelashes as a woman.

Why, why, and one question after another pushes Charlotte badly. But the prince's power to lock her up was that of an adult man. Yet his hands, which he told him not to run away from, were like frightening children, and he could easily imagine that if he shook it off, he would hurt him deeply.

After worrying, Charlotte gave up resisting and closed her eyelids.

It was an event in a quiet corridor, with only two people.