A loud voice. I guess it's so rare that Arthur is coming to the nightclub. As Arthur walked up to Tsukatsuka and the two sides, he pulled Silvi's hand and sheltered himself on his back.
"Huh!"
To the actions carried out so naturally, Silvi feels the tears that she endured become puffy and zero.
"Claude, whoever you have a relationship with, I don't care if it doesn't even cause problems. But not just her."
"... how is that, Your Highness"
"Because I'm the one escorting her to the night club tonight. As I was entrusted with escorts, I cannot overlook your actions now."
"... heh. Your Highness, escort."
I put it down for a beat and Claude looked funny. I turn again to Silvi behind Arthur. So I nodded, "I understand," when I grinned.
"I won't lay a hand on His Highness's favorite. I spare my life, too. Your Majesty will be delighted to see you now."
"... I've already spoken to Father to some extent"
"Do you think so? Then all the more so, I'll have to leave.... I'll see you."
Speaking his last words to Silvi, Claude left the spot lightly.
There is no one nearby anymore. At some point the sun completely falls and the area is darkened. The magic lights are automatically turned on, but the lights weren't that bright either.
"Silvi...... are you okay"
"... Yes. Thank you."
Arthur, who was staring at Claude's back, finally asks Silvi as if he was a ho.
But Sylvie was on the contrary wrapped up in horrible tension.
'Cause Claude said' Your Highness' about Arthur. And Arthur didn't deny it either.
He went to Claude as a prince and drove him away.
……
Can't you keep doing things that you didn't realize?
I leaned over, Sylvie, but I was feeling Arthur's gaze in pain.
"Silvi"
After quite some time, Arthur called out.
Raise your face to that voice, perhaps.
Arthur had a slightly troubled look on his face.
"Earlier he, as I'm sure you know, was the Duke of Claude Slain. He's a famous player. Don't come any closer."
"Yes... um, I know it's going to be a bad idea, but still, I didn't mean to"
I just came out for a walk. Speaking with that thought, Arthur nodded.
"I know. I've heard from Diedrich. It's because of my delay in picking you up. You made me feel scared. Nothing has been done to Claude?
"- Yes."
Kindly, but with a sharp gaze, Sylvie affirmed. Arthur nodded, "Is that so," and then he called again with a determined voice about "Silvi" and something.
"In your earlier interaction with Claude, you would have noticed -"
(Stop, don't say any more...!
Arthur is trying to reveal himself to Silvi from himself. I noticed that, and Sylvie blued. It should be much later to know who he is. No, it's a mess from the start, so there's no later or later, but still, Sylvie thought that way.
(Why? I wish they would flush it. Even though I decided not to ask -)
"Dear Felix..."
"No."
"Huh."
The name I called was denied by the person who told me to call it that. Stunned, he stares at Arthur. he said with a thin grin.
"Arthur"
……
Arthur meditated on his eyes only a little, and the next time he opened his eyes, he was changing the atmosphere that wrapped up in galleries.
That's exactly what a prince deserves...
"I want you to call me Arthur, not Felix. Sylvie, I'm Arthur Felix Stride. Prince of this country and prince of kings. And fall in love with you, one man."
"Huh!"
"I love you, Sylvie"
Clearly voiced, Silvi glanced. I can see the clatter and the knee trembling.
I thought there was still a chance I could get away with it if it remained a pseudonym.
If I tried my best not to get involved, I would have given up on love one day and had a slight hope that he would forget himself, too.
They told me I loved you.
I have been clearly told that I am the King Prince of this country.
My head snaps.
There is no strength in the body. Arthur held Silvi in jeopardy, who could not say anything and was about to be humbled. Eyes and eyes.
"Ahh."
Bad, it was too late when I thought. By the time I realized it, I was feeling heat on my lips.
My body trembled with joy at the snatching mouthpiece.
Your body reacts at will even though you shouldn't be happy. Glad, happy makes my chest squeal.
I can't. This development is not supposed to be what I want...
My lips are released. To Silvi, staring at Arthur with a glimpse, he laughed and proclaimed softly a different kind of predator than earlier Claude.
"I'm sorry, but you don't give it to anyone. To Claude, and of course to no one else. Something to let you get away with. How much I think I love you. You... are mine forever."
It is not an engagement nomination. But in a way, worse than that, heavier words were thrown at him, and Silvi even wanted to pass out by deciding that he didn't have everything.