How to Live as the Enemy Prince

The pink sparkle crumbles and breaks.

A slightly coated pink sugar, a vanilla cream filled with it, and a moist bread with blueberry jam were floated on top of the fork. The sweet aroma spreads.

Just as Arianne was not interested in what the people sitting around her looked like and what they were talking about, Arianne took the time to savor a small cake of blueberries and pink berries.

I also like that it's perfect for Arianne, who cares more about her pretty appearance than it does. Chase would have done more for Arianne than he did for the guests who came with him, so I have to return the favor.

"Delicious."

"Good. Aren't you tired? I haven't had a good rest since yesterday."

"It's okay to eat sweets."

Arianne, who was saying this, suddenly asked me something.

"Oh, Your Majesty, are you asking me to leave? Then I'll get out."

I asked him if he meant to ask me to leave. Immediately, Chase had a soft smile on his face.

"It's not like that, Arianne. I was worried you were tired. I'm wearing glasses."

"You don't have to worry. I slept in the wagon the whole way here. I forgot to take it off, so I'm just in it."

"Yes."

Arianne nods.

Glasses were shaken with gold beads polished to sparkle from all around and champagne filled with sunsets. A dark-borate feather-shaped glass pendant on one side slams into the glasses and makes a pretty sound.

At that sound, the other person you were with turns his eyes to Arianne for a moment and looks at Chase. A person who becomes intertwined between two people who care about each other. It was Serge.

"I came here because · · · · · · · · · · I apologize for any trouble you've caused."

Now that Arianne was speaking to Chase as usual and Chase was also relaxed about her, it was because Sergei was here with her true form.

On that day, Arianne, who was handed over to Sergeine and the holy knights, ran all night back to the capital. It was to hand the holy knights over to the Knights of the Palace without delay. Serge asked her to meet with Chase. Keep it out of sight.

Arianne has been told to replace Sergeine's disguise with something else. That's how Sergei met Chase with Arianne, and he finally got his disguise off. This is why we no longer had to continue playing meaningless plays because we knew the truth anyway.

"So. Why did you want to meet me in the corner?" "

"I have a favor to ask of you."

"Tell me. I'll listen."

"I want you to pretend you don't know about the holy knights in the Imperial Palace, just like you did about me. If you let them go again and do something that wasn't there, I can handle them quietly."

Chase's gaze flickers over Arianne for a moment. It was because I thought I knew why Sergei suddenly came to me with an apology and what he had in mind to ask for. Arianne must have advised Sergei.

"First of all, may I ask why? Why I had to close my eyes to them."

"As I said, I must now meet Prince Cairys. However, if my confrontation with the Divine Knight is known in Tensyl, it could be harmful not only for me, but for King Tensyl as well."

"The nobles who watch out for you are concerned that you might attack them for this matter."

"Yes. So I should not know that they tried to harm me. We can't convince them that I know. Prince Cairys' Plants and Prince Kalian's side can ask me to meet again and apologize for this. If there is a complaint, I will take full responsibility for it."

"Then, what reason do you have for the sudden death of the holy knights who came to Cecritia?" "

"The knights on my side are also dead. Let's just say there was a disagreement between each other while I was in the village of Elves."

"They died fighting together."

"That's right."

It means that the nobles may attack the kings of Cersein and Tensyl first if they are convinced that the Divine Knights have attacked Cersein but failed. That's why Sergeine was just going to bury it. If Sergei's patrons and holy knights are all dead and Sergei doesn't give them any other teas.Even the nobles who are unsure of how far Sergei knows won't budge.

"I can't promise you the price right now, given the circumstances. However, if you do so, we will always be sure to repay you in the future."

"In return."

"Of course I look like this, but not as a man, but as a promise in the name of Prince Cersein."

"You're not gonna like me very much in the Tensyllable. We can wait for your reply."

"I'm familiar with the work of the late king of Cecretia. We already know why you're hostile to the Tensile. Not only me, but King Tensyl."

An unknown smile was drawn on Chase's face.

As Serge tries to speak, he hears Chase's voice first.

"Well, I don't have much interest in the royal family of Tensyl."

All old and powerless kings.

A prince who was entrusted with the role of a mere guardian because even a proper representative could not be found.

"That's what they can give me without any conditions to make a deal right now. How great is that?"

Serge's face hardens.

It was a royal family devoted its whole life to being short and long. The consequences of being humble and asking for Chase's favor for them were this insult.

Chase opened his mouth, as if he had no interest in such a bold heart.

"If you meet Prince Randall. You made him a prince and sought an alliance."

Sergei nods, barely holding his mind to leave this place immediately.

"That's right."

"Is it because there is no other royal family in Tensyl but Prince Randel?" "

"That's right, and it's hard to find a nobleman who is qualified as a · · · · · · king among non-royalty."

Chase, who was thinking about something for a moment, asked again.

"Is it your idea to ask me for such assistance now, or did someone in between?" "

"As soon as I got out of the forest and regained my senses, I met Lynn Young. In the meantime, Lean Young would know better if she had not had any contact with anyone."

"Did you have any advice, or not? I asked for it."

"· · · · · · · None. It's my decision."

Chase nods. And I looked at Arianne sitting next to her. Arianne, who had emptied out a bowl of cake that looked like a fist, was putting it down after drinking a lemon-filled tea.

"Arianne, can you take care of this guest for one day?"

Arianne gladly replied, switching between Chase and Sergeine for a moment.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Chase's gaze returned to Sergei.

"I'll give you time to reflect. If you find a deal that suits you, I'll give you Tensyl's sacred knights as you wish. Today, before sunset."

"Your Majesty, as I said, it is · · · · · · · · · · · ·."

"I am. Not King Tensyl. I'd like to talk to you about what you can do."

Serge looks at Chase.

The sergeant's eyes met the sergeant, whose laughter and tranquility could not be found. After not answering for a long time, Arianne's mouth was opened beside her.

"I want you to promise me your name, not Prince Tensyl's. With King Chase."

"The royal family of Tensyl doesn't have anything to offer you right now. It would be even more difficult if you were a knight."

"I'm not the kind of man who deals with my king's knights."

Arianne, who did not even have an ear to hear because she had not interfered with their conversation, said with her face to predict what the weather would be like tomorrow.

"If you put your name on it and become King of Tensyl, then you'll have something to trade. If the lives of King Tensyl and the Crown Prince are more important, don't you have the power to protect them yourself? If the prince has no way to ascend to the throne himself, why make it so difficult to bring him to another country? I don't think Prince Cairys or Prince Kalian are going to send Prince Randall to such a strange lair. Just do it yourself. The king of that country."

"Dear Lean."

"Yes. And doesn't it matter if you ascend to the throne yourself? Tensyl is a fundamental country anyway."

Arianne smiles, looking at Chase, who gave insult or advice to someone who was not interested in the throne because he was a swordsman. Malice is a face that can never be found.

When Sergei tried to say something to Arianne, who didn't seem to know how much she sounded.

- Finally!

The tea cup that Arianne just drank and put down trembles with a commotion. Not only was it Arianne's, but it was also Chase's cup. A sip of Serge's green tea spills over the table. But neither Chase, nor Arianne, could say anything else about Serge spilling his tea. It wasn't Sergei's fault, by the looks of it.

Tailan, who has been silently guarding Chase's rear, approaches Chase. And Chase looked into Arianne.

The palace building is shaking faintly and soon becomes silent.

It was an earthquake.

* * *

Imagination and reality are different.

Plants realized in my mouth that he had never had to believe a word I had assured him would be okay, that he should not have brought him here so quickly, and that he was still younger than Chase.

Even if I live twice, I still can't be this careful.

Whether it's Danube's way of telling it.

If not, he wanted a warning like he said he would.

- Kuaaaaang!

Even if we put up with any plausible reason, we cannot tolerate Danu's actions with Calian's short patience.

"Standing on this earth, how dare you look down on me?"

"Because you're a mortal who can kill with one breath, how dare you mock me?"

"I did what I had to do for this land."

"I'm doing what I have to do for myself."

"You're too arrogant to stand up to me. Do you really believe the Sispanians will come and take your side?"

"The Sispanians are not coming."

I don't want you to come and stop me.

I'm sure the Sispanians will understand.

"If you don't open it, I'm going to see Serenty. When I see it, I'm going to do one thing."

Red light fills the world again.

"Wounds that don't heal past Heaven's Tree. I'm going to leave the same engraving. To you."

The stench of thick blood reappears.

Red light shook the world once more.

* * *

The evening star that shines a light on the whole world begins.

There is a color in the world that was confused by a single star.

I wonder why the starlight I saw in my dream was related to Khalian, or if I saw something in my dream, but I didn't just push it to the other side and remember the starlight. I was about to ask again the question of a dream I hadn't finished thinking about, but then I shook my head.

And I just watched. that the tent of the star that filled all the vision gradually appeared. Another world beyond the veil.

Yeah, it is.

The so-called "tragedy."

The foot that was treading on the light was standing on a thin pebble. The sky here that I had once seen was so clear, but now only the dark red sky was illuminating the earth as if it were blood. This is how I saw a tightly closed outer door that I had never seen before.

I don't smell anything. However, I felt a murky aura of blood and black ashes everywhere. Truly clear.

"I wasn't curious about this."

Low voices are added after a mixed smile.

Somewhere up ahead. I saw someone's membranes that were not visible in detail due to the distance. I can see the hair falling down with him.

Did "me" take that look in your eyes that much?

So the whole world was blue silver.

I folded my thoughts again. I don't know if it folded or creased, but I was in a hurry. Then another question came to mind at the tail of the unstoppable thought.

'On the crown, why. Amethysts.'

The question that came to my mind on Chase's immediacy day.

Why was it such a jewel of light? Not a precious and expensive jewel nor a ruby nor a purple jewel significantly lighter than Chase's eyes, why he decorated the crown with it.

I think I know the answer to the question without a reason.

I think I know the answer now. I think I can see it just ten more steps in front of me, so I can see it just ten more steps in front of me, so I slowly stretched out my bitten foot.

Then I put the foot back again.

- You think there's something in the way you can't see? Fearless.

It's because my voice suddenly came to my feet.

One day, we were talking about Randall. I was curious about what would happen in the future, so I told him not to meddle with useless meddling, but to eat it.

"· · · · · · · Were not afraid."

No, it's not.

You found the reason you hesitated in the comfort of your memory and took it out. How can I not be afraid of what I am thinking of when I am looking for an excuse not to go because I can only take ten steps? So I'm not afraid. That's not it.

I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid. I was afraid, and I was curious about that one. Maybe the reason, that's all.

It's been a long time since you made a commitment to never listen to your brother. Whether you're scared, or you're in the dark, you should start by checking your questions. Or maybe I should have listened to him in a long time. When I'm thinking about it.

- Jubbuck.

You hear someone else's footsteps, not Plants'. Not ten steps ahead, but right behind.

Someone who has nothing to hide. Not with blue hair scattered all over the floor, but someone who didn't feel too close. It was his footsteps.

- Jubbuck.

You hear another footstep that won't stop but won't turn back anyway. Plants urgently lowered his gaze towards the far end of the street and saw someone's shoe tip. You see the end of the cloak stained with the lives of the unknown. One of Plants' lips barely climbs up, confirming it.

"I'll show you the horror."

That's why it's a tragedy.

I've only been watching you for ten more steps. I would have remembered the last person who saw me outside only ten steps. I'll never forget it.

"So."

In regard to this, the Bible calls it a disaster.

What happens now is a tragedy. How... how... More. Miserable. Now come on. Like this.

So.

"· · · · · · · · · What to do · · · · · · · · ·."

What to do now and to me.

I closed my eyes.

Not sure who the owner of the stained cloak was. To avoid noticing the color of the eyes of the owner of the footsteps. to avoid trying to figure out what that face might look like. in order not to see what's in those eyes.

I put my feet on the ground all the time thinking about taking a step. I put my hands up and blocked my ears. It was so that I would no longer listen.

- Don't wander off when there's no one there.

Because I thought of a promise that I didn't think I'd have to keep.

I closed my eyes, closed my ears, and stopped. I tried not to see or hear anything. I tried not to put anything in my mind that I didn't know I forgot.

You don't see anyone walking ahead of you through the Plants. Approach the man lying in front of the outer sanctuary, what he will do, where his steps will go, what he did at the end of his steps, and what will happen after that. I tried so hard not to see anything. So I didn't see anything.

"· · · · · · · · Come. Hurry up."

I haven't decided yet.

We have to keep our promises.

Because I barely thought of it.

I've been trying for a long time.

"Yes."

Suddenly, I smelled blood. I didn't feel it, I really smelled blood. The wind really blew. I really heard a voice.

"What are you doing sitting around like this? I don't even have a cat to snack on."

A shadow falls where the light sets and the color sets in.

I took off my hands and raised my head.

My pale brother reeks of my blood again.

"Let's go back. Before the pea farms go to hell."

As soon as I saw his face, I was barking.

Standing in front of the whole world.