Fake Cinderella

Your Highness will look deaf.

I leaned over the chest and asked in a low voice.

"... Something interesting?

His Royal Highness laughed small.

"... there's a peeper."

In a small voice His Highness taught me.

And then I do my gaze to see the other side of the book that covers the sleeping area watermarked. Beyond that book that lets light through, unlike the one on my sleeping table...... I can see a small shadow crawling this way around the door, which is the boundary with the slightly further away neighborhood.

"... peek, is it? Not crawling at night?

"It's not time to crawl at night anymore."

They said they were close enough to feel each other's body temperature on the bunk, but it didn't give them a pretty vibe at all.

But it was so close, so warm, so full.

(I wish I could stay like this all the time...)

My whole body was tickled for some reason, even though the only thing His Highness was touching was my hair. Feeling to protest, I look up to His Highness.

"... will you leave it to me?

"Yes."

I stumbled upon it.

His Royal Highness lays down on the bunk as if to go back to sleep again, and opens the blanket as though to say, come.

(... what are you going to do?

I noticed it after it subsided in its arms as if it were normal.

(This is quite embarrassing......)

My bedding is a simple white negligee. His Royal Highness is similarly in his bedtime like a long shirt with white lengths... saying what you want to say, the fabric is finally thin.

So when they hug each other, they clearly communicate each other's body temperature. That was a little embarrassing.

Yet His Highness embraces me as if I were holding a pillow.

"Are you feeling a little cold?

"... it's okay"

(... I guess I'm the only one who's conscious...)

A faster heartbeat than usual...... I don't think they want to notice that.

His Highness holds me back so that I don't notice my grid, etc.

I was just a little nervous about the signs of approaching.

"... Your Highness, are you awake?

I think I'm only a teenager because of the feeling of my voice.

His Royal Highness Nadir puts his strength in his arms embracing me, even as he tells me not to move.

"... Your Highness?

My body is shaking small because I'm laughing.

I guess you thought you were still asleep for not getting back to me.

His Royal Highness said peeper, the shadow inexorably opened the book.

At that moment, there is strength in my hand that was grasping the edge of my bedding.

It's like a quiet world just for the two of us has broken...... or I felt like a world just for the two of us has been unconstitutionally exposed

"... His Royal Highness Prince Wang..."

An inexcusable sign of approaching.

"... Um, I..."

At that time, he held me up with only one arm, and His Highness rose up quickly.

"I want to do His Highness's thing... Hino..."

I admire you, or I admire you, and the voice of a samurai who would have tried to go on is ugly and flickering.

(... that? What's the matter with you?

I turn around gently, trying to clasp it on His Royal Highness's chest.

(Wow...)

Where did you keep it, Your Highness was poking a sword of extraction at the nose tip of a strange samurai.

"... who"

"Wow, wow, I..."

"Who?"

Your Highness's sharp voice calls for an escort before she answers anything.

"Your Highness."

"His Royal Highness the King"

Two Kingsguard knights jump in, through the opposite door from which she came in.

"Intruder. Take him."

"Yes."

To the life of a calm lord, the two jumping in calmly obey.

(... you framed this)

If I were you, I wouldn't be able to see anyone in His Royal Highness's bedroom. If there was no escort in front of the door, you have to wonder why not.

"Chi, no. I just..."

"Just what?

Your Highness tells me thoughtfully and under pressure that you will not be allowed to step into my bedroom.

"... His Royal Highness Prince Wang, I admire His Highness..."

For the first time then, the maid of honor, who tried to cling to His Highness, noticed me held dear by His Highness.

"... eh...?

Pikiri, and the momentum that sounds like it solidifies.

It was like an ice statue.

"... Huh?... Your Highness?

One of the Kingsguards...... the person with the loose wavy brunette tied with a thin skinned string looks a little like me,

"Don't look."

His Highness nods me in the blanket as if to hide my appearance.

Being seen in such bedtime clothes by someone is a great embarrassment to me as an aristocratic woman. Not to mention I'm a married woman.

I am delighted with His Highness's care for that.

"And excuse me - eh"

Another brown hair...... someone who would be two or three years older than a brunette turns his back in a hurry.

"... why... here..."

The golden-haired samurai, very similar in colour to me, looked at me with a stunned look, then kicked.

His Highness held me from that gaze as if to cover me, and gave pale instructions toward the Kingsguard knight. Not at all. It's the usual calm.

"... Lyden, Sarfa, it's an intruder. Capture him and take him."

"Huh?"

The samurai looked out of the way.

"Yes."

"Ha."

The two men who promised forced them to stand with their arms flaunted on their arms from both sides of the samurai.

"So, Your Highness, I'm not suspicious..."

"What's not suspicious about humans entering my bedroom without my permission?

"No... I just want His Highness to know how I feel..."

I guess this kid doesn't know what happened at the ball during this time. If I had known, I wouldn't have stepped into His Royal Highness's bedroom without permission, and I shouldn't have been able to tell you that I just wanted to confess.

Even though the Marquis de Rhodelia has been flawlessly rejected in similar terms.

(... or how confident I was)

Confidence that His Highness will never reject himself.

(Well, this is the result...)

"No, let go... Your Highness! His Royal Highness the King!

Though it was a desperate call, His Highness shrugged his jaw telling him to take him without a single complexion.

The two Kingsguards nodded deeply and took her to the room.

As they left, the indoors became quiet as soon as possible. In order for His Highness to prefer silence as usual, His Highness is always surrounded by incredible serenity.

When we were alone, I was suddenly embarrassed and I gently stepped away from His Highness's arms.

I wanted to stay away from that muddy that gives me absolute peace of mind, but I can't stay put forever.

Then we looked at each other. Having had the same experience, the proximity to being born piled up just a little again, and his Royal Highness sighed all the time.

"............... you crawled at night"

I laughed small, too.

"Come on, what do you think?... I wouldn't be surprised if that samurai had a poison ring for assassination"

I say here, because they're after me to keep standing, like it's nothing.

"... Your Highness is being targeted?

"Oh.... someone is after the throne. Looks like I'm in the way."

"Who the hell? By targeting the throne, do you mean royalty?

It is His Highness Al who has the second right to inherit the throne after Master Nadir, but His Highness Al does not want the throne or anything else. Everyone knows this isn't a pose or anything, it's just a fact.

"Yeah. Apparently so."

"... Was the Third Throne Inheritance His Royal Highness Eol?

"Yes."

"... you're Nadi's twin brothers, right? What was he like?

I must have seen him several times, but I don't remember.

(... that? Is that...?

I can't remember my face.

(... I think he had the same redhead as Nadi...)

Since you came back here...... you should be seeing me properly since I'm now 'me'.

"... Lutia?

"... Oh, no... I can't remember your face for a second..."

"Can't you remember?

"Yes."

My face is no longer where I try to draw my memories, and I'm not sure.

(... you should have been Nadi's partner at this first night club the other day)

All I recall is that the tie and pocket chief in the nightclub clothes were the same dress fabric as Nadi.

"... really?

"... Yes. It's a pity..."

Unexpectedly, I look away.

"... somehow I know too. I'm just not really impressed with your face..."

No. Whatever you say, it's only an excuse.

His Royal Highness Nadir let his pussy and eyes glimmer and then laughed couscous.

"... Your Highness?

"He seems to have a faint impression."

"... sorry"

'Cause I'm not involved at all, and I don't remember having a conversation.

"No, I'm not angry..."

His Royal Highness laughs with Couscous.

(... that? Are you in a good mood?

"... Nadir?

"What?

"... could you be in a good mood?

"... Oh yeah... I'm in a good mood"

Why? Why?

"Is it because it was a successful operation?

"Operation? Of what?

"... 'Cause that samurai earlier, you know, trapped me, right?

"Oh...... oh, yeah.... you really do notice."

I laugh in a mood when I dull.

"... rutia"

"Yes."

"... looks pathetic to you, but you don't have the freedom to choose anything but me"

His Highness gently touches my cheek.

It was a limp hand.

Though I may think that way because I'm a little high in child temperature.

"Yes."

I sneer. And added:

"... nothing seems pathetic"

Well, though I didn't think I needed a husband like this the first time I saw him.

But not now.

To my words, the expression on His Highness's face, which should have been in a superior mood, becomes weird.

…… ……

"Let me tell you from some, I have bad blood muscles. I'm not supposed to be a prince or anything like that."

"... who would do that?

"I'm not sure, but isn't that what most nobles think?

"That's what I'm saying."

I borrow the words of His Highness just now.

"... because no matter what anyone says, my husband is Master Nadir"

The look on His Highness Nadir's face became even stranger.

"His Majesty before his death said this country was mine. I bring the crown to His Highness. Your Highness will be king because of me... is that correct?

"... oh..."

His Highness nodded with a faint voice.

"If I have the right to choose… I choose Master Nadir"

So it doesn't look pathetic. And I looked him straight in the eye and told him.

"... you have no right to choose"

"Yeah. So I was lucky"

I grin - - - to reassure Master Nadir.

"Whether I choose or someone else, it's just Master Nadir"

I reached out to Master Nadir, who had frozen with his hand on my cheek.

The moment my fingertips touched me, I shuddered small to frighten.

"... rutia"

Squeeze my name out the back of my throat, gasping.

"Yes."

"... don't remember. I'm not pathetic. I'm luckiest. Your Highness is my husband."

"Am I... lucky to be your husband?

"Yes."

I nod confidently.

I'm surprised I can confidently nod like this myself, but I really do.

"Rather, doesn't Your Highness look more pathetic?

"Why?

"Your Highness is the one who can't choose but me. Probably, me, the conditions suck. For Your Highness."

Besides, choosing other than me will kill you the worst...... or they could kill you. Not only myself, but also the person I loved and the child.

And if I die before I have a child, I will surely die.

Even if I want to have a child, I'm too young for them.

(... I think you're being unscrupulous)

"... where?

His Royal Highness asks strangely.

You're supposed to be very smart, Your Highness, but there's something about this that I don't really understand.

"That there is an age difference. The only thing that makes me picky is that my blood muscles are the only ones with health anxiety. Perhaps not very much in practice… Above all, I am the one who has deprived His Highness of his liberty…"

Because of this, His Royal Highness became the Crown Prince.

And in days to come, you will be king... king bearing all the people of Dardinia.

I think life design is the biggest victim of crazy because of me.

"That's not true"

His Highness shook his neck loosely to the side.

"... it's not someone's fault."

I must have done everything I could, and I snapped quietly.

"I hope you think so..."

His Highness Nadir, who looked so weird that it was difficult to say, glanced at my face and told me as if to say it.

"... I don't look pathetic either, Ruthia... it's my good fortune to have you as my wife"

Glad to hear it, I softly kiss His Highness's forehead glancing at me.

Although I don't have the courage to kiss my lips from myself, but I wanted to tell you how overflowing I felt, because I couldn't think of anything else.

When I tried to think of Kyoton and His Highness with her eyes rounded as cute, she lifted her jaw all the way up and took her lips away.

…… ……

It was a rough thing that remained the word to be taken away, and His Highness did not allow me to try to get away from my breathlessness.

My resistance, I guess, wasn't any resistance. So I gave up and closed my eyes. It was unexpected that my consciousness was interrupted as it was.

It was Phil = Lynn who discovered his lordship that was orogenic, not knowing what to do with me who turned his eyes due to lack of acid, and Phil woke up. He rolled onto the floor laughing with his belly in front of me, and his lordship was kicking him.

"... you're the best, princess! I've never seen such a nadir before."

I laughed at His Majesty's face flashing, too.

At this time, I chose myself not to be properly pathetic, and His Highness chose not to be properly pathetic.