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To the place where the king was waiting, Prince Alan held his hand and headed to make sure he was almost drawn.
……
I steal a look at Prince Alan's side in a good mood and exhale.
I wonder how this happened.
I've said enough about the engagement, but if I realize it, Prince Alan is going to accept my engagement.
Before I found out about The Villain Warrant Lady, I would have honestly delighted with the current situation. I was well engaged to the prince. My life from now on must be rosy, Princess Wang, I must have suspected nothing. I should have pushed it my way so far.
But I don't think so anymore.
"What's going on? Just keep your mouth shut."
Still thinking about it, you thought something was wrong with me. Prince Alan was listening in a voice that seemed worried. And I shake my head to the side.
"Yes, no, it's nothing"
"It wasn't my face that it was nothing."
"It's really nothing, Your Highness."
Laughing deceptively, Prince Alan frowned in the center with a well-shaped eyebrow.
"Al."
"Huh?"
I stare seriously at the face of a prince who suddenly uttered his name. He opened his mouth again in a hurry.
"So, Al. We're getting engaged. Not Your Highness, but a proper name, if possible nickname. I think it's important to be close."
"Show intimacy..."
"Wouldn't that be better than being considered unfriendly?
They told me as a matter of course, and I opened my mouth while I was lost.
"So long... Dear Al"
"I don't need you. Because you'll lose half your intimacy. Al, please call it off. So, what about you? Can I call you Liz? Doesn't your family nickname you?
"... uh, my family calls me Lili,"
I hesitated but still answered honestly. Liz's nickname Lili is a name I like too. My father, my mother, and my brothers have also called me Lili.
Talking about it, Al nodded.
"Well, can I call you Lili, too?
"Yes. Go ahead and do as you please"
"It's hard."
"Even if they say so..."
I get in trouble.
I'm in a state where I can't believe everything I've done so far. In Prince Wilfred's words, I understood at least that I was considered the worst. And unfortunately, I also decided I should admit it. I'm very sorry, but I can't move on unless I admit it. Soon, Prince Wilfred asked, "Who's the worst?" In order to laugh at you, it's important to acknowledge who you are.
So that's good.
But then how am I supposed to act?
To be honest, I was on my way.
Because even if I know the wrong answer, I don't know the right answer, and I don't see the way forward.
Even now, for example, when Al says' stiff ', I don't know how to respond. I would have exalted him to say, "Well, then, I'll let you skip the salutation," but maybe that's different.
I see it's not. So please, I want someone to tell me the right answer.
……
In the end, I had to choose to remain silent, but from Al, I was feeling a hint of glance.
"Lili, I don't care, do I?
"Al?"
React to pompous and zero words. Al and his gaze meet.
"You're about to change, right? I know that determination. [M] So even if you acted or acted strangely now, I wouldn't be disappointed, and I don't care. Instead, I'll point that out to you if Lili says something weird. It would be easier for you to understand."
"... is that good?
"Of course. 'Cause I told you I'd cooperate with you, didn't I? This is part of the cooperation."
"Thank you......"
That's very helpful.
He pulled the hand Al was holding when he was horny.
"Al?"
"You don't have to fix it in front of me. So I hope you don't shut up."
"Yes."
He peered into his eyes and his cheeks got hot. Al laughs couscous as he desperately tries to hide it.
It was obvious that they were noticing.
"Wow, please don't laugh"
"Yeah, I'm sorry"
My voice contains laughter as I apologize. But I felt a little powerless because of it.
Keep walking with Al holding your hand.
He stopped in front of a door deep on the third floor.
"Look, here it is. - Father, it's Alan."
"Get in."
There was a low voice response from the inside. Two soldiers, who were by the door, with the king's permission, open a door that looks heavy.
When Al took me inside, there was a door closing noise behind me. I almost distracted myself from that, but the room I came into. At the table in the back of the room, probably the king's office, I looked at the person who was writing.
Even I know I haven't debuted to the social world yet.
King of this country, father of Prince Alan and Prince Wilfred.
Doon III.
After about twenty years in office, he is still a young king in his thirties.
- I know when you line up again, but the colors look just like them.
The same goes for a neat face, but the colors of red eyes and black hair were the same as those of the twin princes.
When he put down the blade pen he had, he saw mostly Al.