His Royal Highness's cats are very hairy.

"- My fiancée seems so happy to cry about my return"

To that word of somewhat unnatural rhetoric for what was directed at him, Adaline finally remembered the situation in which he was placed. The face of the nobility and its servants who welcome the prince back from his studies abroad. And many residents living nearby who came to see it. All that attention is now being given to Adeline and Prince Rutvias.

Rutvias' words were said against them.

The joy of reunion, the tears, swept away at once.

"Ah... Um..."

Not knowing how to clean up the situation, Adeline panicked.

What an ugly state you have exposed in front of His Royal Highness the Prince, such as crying at first sight.

'Cause Adaline, confused, made an excuse for no one. I never dreamed Prince Rutvias would laugh at me so gently.

So I cried unexpectedly, but Prince Sasha would have suffered from the treatment of his crying daughter. Besides, I must have felt sarcastically uncomfortable exposed to the intriguing crowd environment.

"I'm... sorry. Wow, me, come on."

Bluff, the feeling of your body rising.

Out of nowhere, the yellow voice of the young lady crossed.

"... eh"

I wonder why the height of my gaze is different than usual.

"Prime Minister, Adeline will put you in my carriage, okay?

A brilliant smile, Adeline looks up, right, I wonder why it's there.

Adeline doesn't know what's going on this time.

An unusual amount of sweat was dripping down his father's cheeks as he stood behind Prince Rutvias.

"But don't bother His Highness with your hands..."

"Don't worry. Because Adaline is as light as a butterfly."

Adeline finally understood her own situation.

"So, Your Highness!

I give you an accidentally rubbed voice.

"Your Highness! Wah, I can walk! I'll walk!"

But its body is still moving held up by both arms of Prince Rutvias.

"Your Highness! Me...!"

"Sit still and hold on."

To the beauty whispered in his ear, Adeline boils instantly.

The prince didn't seem to intend to bring down Adeline.

I could not go down forcefully, and as they say, I could not turn my hand around the prince's neck, and Adeline is carried to the prince unnaturally solidified.

The side of the prince, who walks straight ahead, is too dazzling to look directly at.

I haven't looked in the mirror, but definitely my own face that would be redder than an apple, Adeline had a small

I desperately hid it with a handbag. The heart that is about to pop out of my mouth manages to fasten to my throat by stopping breathing. And he opened the door of the carriage with his head bowed with humility. When the prince bowed his length, he finally lowered Adaline to the ground, taking his hand and looking back behind him.

"In the royal palace, then"

When he smiled calmly at the people he welcomed, he returned his heel and urged Adaline with his hands to get in the carriage first. There is no way he can refuse or anything else, and Adeline gets into the carriage to escape the watching crowd. Then Prince Rutvias got in and the door closed. As such, the carriage moves slowly after it is slightly present.

Freed from the inexcusable gaze of the masses, it is a narrow space alone with Prince Rutvias, while also relieved. Adaline's reddish face turned blue.

In a rattled, rocking car, sitting across the street, the prince talks nothing. Adeline did not have the courage to gaze at the prince's expression. You can't even raise your face, your body is rigid, and you're afraid of a situation you didn't expect at all.

As he leans down, Adeline circles his thoughts with the Oro.

The prince is silent and not in a good mood no matter what he thinks.

I would have thought crying like that would annoy my daughter.

It can't be a public person, such as crying in front of the public. Adeline eventually made a terrible mistake as a queen. And he let the prince wipe his ass.

If I didn't apologize, I'd finally think there, but Adeline's brain in a state of confusion was no longer packed.

What am I supposed to apologize from? Is that from what you've been crying about? You ever let them use their precious labor?

"Adeline."

Are you glad that you are my fiancée in the first place? But that was decided between the former king and the prime minister before Adaline was born.

"Adeline?"

Maybe I should rather apologize for being born. I'm sorry I was born...

"You have a good gut to ignore me. You."

A rampant thought stops perfectly.

Whose voice is that now?

There are two people in this carriage: Adeline and Prince Rutvias. If it wasn't Adeline, it would mean that it was Prince Rutvias' voice, but the voice I heard was roughly unlikely to belong to Prince Rutvias, who was calm and well-behaved. Cold, sharp, like a blade...

Was it my fault?

Adeline is terrified, she raises her eyes.

Prince Rutvias, sitting in the front, had long legs together and looked out the window with a quiet look. That's what a painting looks like again, and Adeline falls in love with it again. But the next moment...

"I don't feel like crying in that place. You, aren't you not aware enough to be royal?

It's not my fault. The rhetoric of a tattoo on every end of the word is terribly cold. But all of them emanate from the neat lips of Prince Rutvias in front of him.

Adeline turned her eyes round like a plate. Frozen thoughts are hard to recover. However, the abnormality progresses further.

When Prince Rutvias scratched his forehead in a grumpy manner, he said, well, one word.

"If we get there, we'll blow up our mythology."

Elbowed at the window frame, the prince finally glanced at Adeline.

"You turned him into a disaster."

I laughed niggly. That face was full of wild flavor, and I don't think it's the same face that had that sacred smile before I got in the carriage.

-... what do you mean?

Adeline's head was on the verge of collapse.

Where did the gentle, serene, Adeline fall in love 'Prince' go?

Did the prince swap with someone while Adeline was unaware? Maybe some kind of demon has taken over. Or...

"... Um..."

Besides, Adeline asked.

"What?"

Prince Rutvias kept his elbow on, listening back.

Adeline squeezed out the words slowly.

"Long journey... tired... fever..."

"Fever? Do I look like I have one?

Prince Rutvias, frowning, lifts one to the chair as he unties the legs he was putting together. That look is coarser and rougher than anyone Adeline has ever met in her seventeen years of life.

Who the hell is the person in front of you? Adeline's mouth cannot be blocked. The eyes remained in the shape of a dish and were maintained in shape.

"What? That face."

Pugh, and Prince Rutvias blows out.

"Oh well. Just now. Earlier arr. Because I'm a cat.

"... right, cat?

"Yes. Cat.

Cook, that looks fun, Prince Rutvias laughed.

"... all the time... Wearing a cat, were you there?

"Sorry to hear that."

Faster than asking what, the prince's hand reaches out and pulls Adaline's jaw rampantly. Adeline looked at the pain, but his hands did not loosen.

Prince Rutvias' face, who stopped so close that he could see his breath, was still beautiful, but that smile was cold enough to freeze.

"So, what...?

"Have you been swelling your dreams that you might be a fine saint prince, because you look so fine all my life?

"Oh no..."

Denial. Adeline's got her mouth shut.

I can't deny it.

Ten years from a young day. It's like coming out of a myth. That was a beautiful prince. Those days I kept in love. Adeline has truly received and inflated her expectations of what she says around flaunting the prince that the gifted, graceful and ingenious appearance of riding the Heavenly Horse is precisely the resurgence of Saint Sachseed of the Divine Age.

"But the reality is this. All right."

Prince Rutvias' lips are distorted and mocks Adeline.

its spectacular beauty.

It's the devil, Adeline thought.

A horrible demon that confuses, corrupts, and laughs high at it.

Prince Rutvias tried to poke him and took his hand off Adeline.

In a narrow carriage, Adeline hits her back lightly.

My bones broke, I thought.

Not because it hurt.

It felt like something was shattering in Adeline. And the power falls out of my whole body.

The perfect prince as picturesque as the ideal. I can't believe I didn't even know it was all a phantom.

When Adeline looked up, the smile of the ice disappeared, and the eyes of the beauty were burning like a fire. Adeline trembles in a vortex of emotions as intense as hatred.

"When I look at you, I get a run of caries"

Words wrapped sharply around disgust pierced Adeline's chest. From the heart, drool and blood flow.

When Prince Rutvias looked at it, he sat back in his seat and began to look out the window again, as if he had forgotten about Adeline and others.

Its side is as quiet as a winter lake, without even a single scale of Hellfire.

I had a bad dream, too, and Adeline was going to have an illusion.

-... I wonder if this is also called heartbreak.

No, if you're heartbroken, I already tasted it three years ago. Perhaps it is the wreckage that has now been shattered.

I can't even cry.

The interior of a luxurious carriage dedicated to the royal family quieted back as if it had reached the end of the world.