"... I'm so, so sorry!!
With amazing cleanliness, the man in front of him drowned his head. The head, rubbed all the way down to the floor, is a silver color that shines in the light of the sun. It was behind his neck, put together in a black, thin ribbon, shaking saggily in the middle of his back. Below it is the courtesy of a knight in blue.
The embroidery on the cuffs and collar is stunning, Aurora narrowed her eyes. I remember that the leaf-lined design represented the protection of life. Between the leaves and the leaves, by the way, what does a star-shaped design mean? Is this garment a Knights outfit? Are these embroideries by the hand of the needles held by the Marquis, by the hands of the needles dedicated to the royal palace, or by the hands of the needles of the first class of the king's capital? But if I used this guy's hair for sewing as silver thread, it would be sassy and beautiful -.
While escaping reality, Aurora looked at the man's back. I haven't been able to keep up with reality since last night, but on my left pharmacopoeia, a graceful gold ring of carvings shines all the time telling me to give up.
The name of the young man who heads to Aurora to show off his magnificent dugout is Felix Ile-Les-Clavis.
Felix is now 21 years old. He is the son of the Marquis Clavis family, brother of Lord Laetus' daughter-in-law, but he is. The job is a royal knight, and the department is a Kingsguard for Prince Wang. He is a promising elite in the future. All that, and his face, is the beauty and full reputation that goes into the five fingers among the men who serve the palace.
It was last night that Aurora found out about that 'nice piece of information' that everyone seems to know about an unmarried aristocratic daughter, such as...
- I don't know how I ended up with someone who didn't seem to get along for the rest of my life. I wonder if the Marquis Seal of Beauty was ever meant to be a career word in the distance. Until yesterday, you were on the verge of 'I've only heard your name'.
Aurora is still fleeing admirable reality. Anyway, it's only been 12 hours since last night's unexplained proclamation. Now it is still the next morning.
I have no idea how it goes back and forth. "The Declaration to Make My Lady" freezes the nightclub air and before I say goodbye, Lord Laetus and Clavis. I was pulled in front of the climate, I was put on a goldsmith's ring not just to say I would miss it, I danced with the crocheter in a pompous manner, I was delivered to my house in a stunning manner, and when I fell down on the sleeping table and woke up, I panicked and humbled myself because a luxurious carriage was coming to the entrance to the townhouse, and when I welcomed the guests, it was this dungeon. It is no exaggeration to say that this series of streams took place almost in one breath.
Oh, wasn't yesterday's night club an absurd dream? Aurora tried to follow her cheeks, but her own fingers normally caused her pain. In other words, the stunning dugout in front of you is a reality.
"Really, sorry!!
Perhaps already, to the apology that Twenty would have heard, Aurora had to laugh bitterly as early as possible.
"Um... I'd like you to sit in your bench."
makes a sound, and the young man brings his face. But he stayed on his knees on the floor, not trying to get up. Cut long blue-purple eyes shoot through Aurora.
He was a man of cold beauty, frozen. Both silver hair and slightly purple mixed blue eyes have a cold color from which the body is likely to freeze if touched, and the face is sharp and neat, without sweetness. Her body is skinny but tall, and because of her low mouth count, she drifts air that is hard to get close to her.
It was his sister, who smiled at Aurora's fingers as if the rings were going to fall on her, when the women of the king's capital called her the prince of ice or the knight of the moon.
But.
"... Dear Clavis, if your appearance and inner surface do not engage, have you never been told?
"Within three days of getting to know each other, there's almost a 10% chance they'll say that."
The beauty owner, who seemed cold if touched, was not a bit icy.
"You know, Master Kravis"
"What?"
"I'd like to apologize now, so I'd like you to explain how this happened."
Shit, where's the ice on this guy who sat down again with his face. What is it about a man who will have a high ranking households and knightly possessions, who is so stuck with his feathers that he forgets to explain the situation that he bows his head with all his might, a noble son of ice? What kind of joke is that your face is just cold with not enough words?
You can't guess what people say. As Aurora stared, Felix said clearly after a short silence.
"In a nutshell, it's self-abandonment"
Wow. Wow terminal.
Aurora, who almost accidentally applauded me, said, "No, wait, I gave up. I give up. What is life like when I'm 21 and I give up on marriage?"
Bass and cold, crisp voice tones are worthy of appearance, but I feel sorry for what I'm saying.
"Are you a woman in distrust?
"No."
Felix said once again to Aurora, who tilted her neck.
"Last year, I got sick of 86 pageants."
"Hachi......!?
Felix nods clearly at Aurora, who complains.
"Already this year, the impetus to it has come"
"Um, I don't think adding all the unmarried daughters in the house that could be put in the Marquis would make it 80."
"It's not just our country, and we have more than two stories to come"
"Oh......"
"We had a lot of celebrations last year."
"Please don't scold me. - I mean, you think there's a concentration of business talks in the rest of the sale?
Felix says, 'It's a good analogy,' and snorts deeply.
To a plain cause, Aurora wrinkled between her eyebrows.
"I know you abandoned me, but why me? I'm not a prominent person in any of these places, and I've never met you."
"Because the ring chose it."
"That's what you said last night, what the hell does that mean?"
The ring blew up and the colliding forehead is still blushing red. Questioning what the hell that was, Felix said this in his true face.
"I was so persistent around last night that I let go of the ring with all my might and declared the woman I hit to be my wife"
"... without a moment, Master Clavis, did you pour the alcohol?
".................. sorry!
That figure, which has no excuse whatsoever, should be seen as cleanliness or foolishness? Once again, Aurora weakened with half a laugh at the beautiful young man who rolled out a loving dugout.
But Aurora finds out she wasn't eagerly wanted, and instead relieves herself. Unilaterally, eagerly desired by strangers is a bit creepy.
I guess anyone would have liked it, but no husband, fiancée or lover, unfortunately for 18 daughters it could be said that it was lucky for him that the ring hit Aurora, who had all three beats.
"In the meantime, I know what's going on. Thank you for your honesty. So it's time to get off the floor."
Aurora tells Felix, who is nevertheless sitting on the floor, with a bitter smile.
"Besides, you don't mind being broken. It's a mistake in the booze seat, so it's just a joke."
"That's not how it works"
"You won't have to worry about my reputation. I didn't even intend to go to my wife."
"I'm not going to undo what my stupidity has caused you in a scratchy way"
I see this man is serious enough to have an idiot on his head. and Aurora meditated.
"Sooner or later I will have to make a good reason and get rid of it correctly, but I think that's just too untrue today yesterday"
Waking up from the floor, on one knee, he turned to the man who would take the knight's right thanks, and Aurora sighed.
Felix il les-Clavis. A man of icy beauty, an elite knight and a Marquis man. But in this person while belonging to the top of the aristocratic society, it must be difficult to live.
"So please, won't you be engaged for a while"
I don't care if it's a big deterrent, but if it's a while or so, can I just wind you out of the fringe?
Deep in the eyes of the ice, Aurora found a color resembling a plea, and recognized it in a help-like mood.