The day of departure from the Wang capital came.

There are so many things...

I feel like I've been staying for a very long time.

Grievances, being locked up in jail, that kind of thing is punishment...

But through this incident, one more thing, I felt like I had a deeper bond with everyone.

Maybe that's all we should say is luck.

"Well, I can't do it without thinking like that,"

With a bitter smile, I crept through the gates of the royal castle.

Soldiers guide me to a certain room.

When I knock and go inside...

"Welcome, Mr. Rain"

Sarya welcomed me with a smile.

A samurai prepares tea and sweets...

It leaves the room as it is.

Sarya, I know this is what you wanted, but isn't it a little too alarming?

I can't believe the princess of one country is alone with a man...

No, I won't do anything.

Well, I don't feel bad when I think of it as a sign of being trusted.

I'd rather be honest with you.

"Come on in, come on in"

"Yes, excuse me"

Sit face to face with Sarya and have some tea.

"Mr. Rain is leaving King's Capital today, isn't he?

"Yes, that's right"

"I wanted to say a proper greeting, and I'm calling you. Excuse me."

"No, never mind that. Sarya helped me a lot, so I wanted to say hello too..."

"Really? I'm relieved to hear you say that. However, it's not just a goodbye greeting, it's one thing, I need a favor..."

"Please? What do you mean?

"Would you like to marry me?

"Buha!?

Tea in the trachea......!?

Or oh my god in front of the princess......!?

Am I not guilty of disrespect?

With all due respect, I thought that I didn't care.

"Saya... suddenly, stop joking like that. 'Cause I'm just surprised."

"Oh, I mean it."

"Ooh!?

I can't do it again.

Luckily, I didn't have tea in my mouth, so I never blew it out.

Look at Sarya.

Though he has a gentle grin, his eyes are serious.

It's not a lie, a joke, that kind of atmosphere.

"Uh... why not? Mind if I ask why?

"I wonder. Me too, actually, I'm not sure."

"Huh?"

"Excuse me. I didn't mean to get Mr. Rain in trouble... right"

With contemplative manoeuvres and time, Sarya slowly spins her words.

"I'm royal, so I'm not free to pick someone. The right to inherit the throne is low, so it's not like you don't have any freedom at all...... you'd be opposed if you weren't the right person for that. But I was wondering if Mr. Rain would have any problems at all."

"... Could it be you're hearing about me, the king?

"Excuse me. It's something I was wondering about, with"

That would make sense.

I think it's normal as a royalty to think that if I were you who deserve to be brave...

It's just...

Sarya makes a statement that betrays my expectations.

"But... even if Mr. Rain wasn't what my father wanted, I might have wanted Mr. Rain."

"Huh? That's..."

"With Mr. Rain, I felt like I could be happy. I thought we could have a very pleasant marriage. Before I was a princess, I was a woman... so you have a lot of admiration for marriage, don't you think?

They say it a little naughty.

Sarya, maybe it's just a laugh.

"Would it be love at first sight if I said it briefly"

"What... no, that's..."

Are you serious?

I immediately closed my mouth in an attempt to inquire that way.

Sarya's expression remains the same.

He's smiling calmly, and, well, he's got serious eyes.

Besides, I know you're not a joke or a liar.

So, Sarya, your feelings are real...

I have to give you an answer to that.

"Uh... when is that?

"Of course, when I first met Mr. Rain... it was when you helped me."

"Of that carriage..."

"Please keep it a secret from here on out... Actually, I was so frightened then. Being a princess, I meant to be quite prepared... but when I was actually in danger for my life, my body trembled without help... it was shrinking in the carriage"

I don't think so either.

Sarya is a strong man.

And he's a wise man.

But just because I'm a princess, the rest is a normal girl.

I don't have the power to fight, and I can't protect myself.

The neighborhood is left to the guards.

He won't be strong enough to be attacked by demons to stay flat.

"But... Mr. Rain helped me. It's a moonlight story, but then Mr. Rain looked like a prince on a white horse to me."

"It's, again..."

I think it's too overrated.

But I don't talk about it.

The thoughts and feelings felt by Sarya belong to Sarya alone.

Can I deny that?

No, there's no way I can.

"Do you think it's childish?

"No, that's not true"

"Thank you. I'd love to hear you say that to Mr. Rain at the time."

Shit.

I was invited today, I thought it was about saying hello...

I can't believe there was such an oversized bomb.

Think about it, I've never been confessed before.

I've only been adventurous before, and I've never had that experience.

How am I supposed to answer that?

And how do I feel?

Though I think of it as this, I never get the answer together.

I'm getting all over my head...

I was about to get a wisdom fever.

"Pfft. Don't worry too much about my words right now"

Sarya laughs small as she discerns how this one feels.

"It will be selfish of me, but I want to tell you how I feel... because I don't want an answer right now"

"That's... but okay? It seems like you can't put it on hold as a man..."

"It's okay. Now, if I rush the answer, I have a feeling it won't work."

Honestly, I can't say anything.

I'm not sure even though it's about me.

Really, I'm neglecting that aspect...

"So I decide to ask for a chance with Tiger Sight. And if there's a gap, let me say, pakuri,"

"Is it..."

"Yes, it's puffy. Phew."

The expression was strange, and I laughed with Sarya.