The Me Who Wants To Escape The Princess Training

"Maria, let's get married"

"Oh, I can't!

The boy prince, who was not so quick to say no, was hilarious. But they still won't give up. They're arranging to study here for anything. Bad give up.

Lyle was blurry that she wanted to go home. You won't be able to. You should give up.

This time my kidnapping, it didn't happen. I can't believe the prince of another country kidnapped me. It's a scandal and cracks in both countries. Fortunately, it is hardly known to the other country or to this country. He also asked me to take a big look at what children do. It's not terrible, and it's not something I would have liked if war had started because of me.

That's how I returned to the castle, and I am now at ease... not.

"What's this?"

"It must be an iron plaid."

Says the brittle boy.

"Uh, no, why?

"Your brother gave you instructions."

Another brother!

"I mean Leticia, so when I got to the castle, I knew I'd change my mind and I could run away, so I told him to keep it here until the ceremony"

Brother, you're a man who really doesn't have a shard of kindness, and crushes his way out.

"Nice day."

That's what the Brit turned to, the window in this room. The windows where the blue sky can be seen are fitted with an iron lattice, which greatly damages the landscape.

"It was in the hallway window until I got here."

Don't give me any more despair.

"Oh, at least if it's just a key, I can handle it."

"What can I do?

"Picking"

You answered me. The brittle boy has a face.

"Where are you going?"

"I've honed all sorts of moves for my freedom for ten years."

Ten years after I decided to run away. I wasn't just wasting my time. To escape, I was doing a lot during my busy Queen's education. Get a map of the royal castle. Mastery of picking techniques. Acquisition of information from a prince attaché. Honey trap ended up failing though.

"Hey, won't you ever be queen again?

"Doesn't"

I asked the burrito to turn me down in an instant. I think it's okay for you to do something troublesome.

"I was after your brother. The next Duke family retrieval. Face, head, high height. Not the best."

"It's hard on my personality."

"My aunt is going to my wife."

"I might be back."

I'll kick you out.

It's terrible who could be my future sister-in-law. I'll advise my brother to stop this woman whenever I can. No, my brother might look good because he's pretty good too.

"So, what brings you here for?

"Yes."

Brit smiles.

"Your foothold."

That said, the door opened behind the Brit child.

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"No, no, no, no, no, no."

Shout as they put on their wedding dresses.

"Ma'am, beware"

"Hurry up, whoa, whoa."

"Because your brother said you'd change your mind if you didn't hurry."

"Brother, I'll resent you. Ugh."

"It's not a good time."

It's not bad. It's good.

I'm about to cry. By the way, crying was pretty pissed off by the makeup artist, so I'm patient. My makeup is broken. Terrible.

"Bridget, oh, traitor, oh,"

"Because it's a favor from your brother"

I'm sorry, and the burrito will be burrito for a long time. Uzz. Uzz!

"Come on, we're ready."

"Ma'am, it's beautiful."

"Ugh..."

It's been well finished.

"Well, I'm pressing for time, so go quickly."

No. No, it's a lie. I'm really confused that I don't like it anymore.

But no one cares how I feel about that.

I was just stood in front of a door of fear.

"I want to go home..."

"I'm sorry I gave up."

A burrito stands behind me.

"Come on, go!

I'm pushed hard on the back. I keep the momentum open the door.

Oh, I can't run anymore...... damn woman is brazen!

Mood forward. My ears pick up the applause as I walk. Blessed. At a time when I was feeling itchy about it, I guess this was destined to happen sooner or later.

"Oh, it's beautiful, Letty"

When I reached Master Clark, I was whispered with a loud voice.

"... Master Clark is lovely, too"

"Glad to hear it."

The same beautiful smile.

The priest in front of me is talking about something, but I don't care. I am so full of my emotions right now.

I should have decided to be ready. It's supposed to be, but it's not when it actually happens!

Various emotions mix and confuse. But I don't like it. I don't know how to handle emotions that I don't think are, and I get the most out of it.

"Letty."

Master Clark will speak in his ear.

"No matter how far you run, I'll always go after you"

When you say that, you bring your beautiful face closer to me.

I heard a noise.

Boiling cheer as soon as possible. A fanfare that won't stop ringing. You're gonna get in my eye. My brother and Bridget in the face. To Maria the Great Cry, Prince Louis wiping Maria's tears next to her. It doesn't seem to matter, Lyle.

Oh, I can't run away.

I clung to my hugging back, feeling indescribable.