Leon Adonis Coronaria.
The first prince of this country. Wanted and raw by many people… a proud name.
First prince of the kingdom of Anemone.
That was my role since I was born.
And one younger brother and two younger brothers that will be born later.
It was my mission to serve as an example to them and to protect all the people of this country.
"Leon, as the first prince, as a model for my younger brothers, try as hard as you can to be the king you want.
From an early age, my father, the king, told me that every time I met him. Until the time I was hearty, I was raised by a nanny, and then I learned everything from my dedicated teachers. I have always been courteously involved with my father and mother, whom I meet from time to time.
Studies have also always continued to go up and ahead, and from the right age, protective martial arts and swords have also continued to be polished.
Learn, learn, eat, learn, learn, eat…
That's the whole of my life.
He also joined the social community from an early age, exchanging words with many nobles and royalty from other countries. My appearance was particularly praised by women. Beautiful, like a work of art, he said he fell in love at first sight. I was able to relate smoothly even to people who were often close to me and had nothing to do with it. Besides, if I could also play the conversation, I could know a lot of things that would not be taught by my studies and teachers, and it was also a meaningful time.
… just "like things" and "hobbies". I was always stuck in words when I was asked that.
Because it's all I have to keep learning as much as I can with the king. Learn, understand, and acquire. I don't know anything else. And every time I think about it.
"What is Wang Ying Wang?
Should I just deepen my learning and acquire knowledge and skills?
But then it doesn't have to be royal… it doesn't have to be me or anyone else.
It's just good if you teach a first-class teacher. All you have to do is remember.
... nothing, nothing special.
When I was over ten years old, I asked my father. Then. I was told that it was something I would find for myself. If I'm confused by it, it's the first time Father has taken me under the castle himself.
He rode a carriage dedicated to the royal family and even took me to the side of a crowded trade ship. I heard a lot of outside buzz from inside the carriage, and as soon as I got off it seemed to be thrown into the vortex of my voice. His Majesty, the roaring whirlpool of voices changed its colour as soon as I descended.
His Royal Highness Prince Leon, His Royal Highness Prince Leon, and His Royal Highness Prince I.
He called my name and turned a dazzling gaze. Someone else has never been in person before.
He called his name as if he had known me for a long time, and if he turned his gaze, his tall voice rose, and if he answered with his hands up like his father, everyone rejoiced with his voice exalted.
"A king who will always be wanted by them.... That's the answer.
That word, like your father's solitary, is still burning in his chest.
I cleared my ears to a vortex of emotions that I had never tasted in the social world. People's voices shook their ears, and their heated gaze turned to me, and their breasts turned hot. It was filled with emotions I had never tasted myself.
It was as if their emotions were shaking my own as they were.
When I said I had spent ten years feeling nothing myself, I just touched their gaze and voice… I felt like I had feelings for myself.
Their excitement shook my hand and their voice shouted my chest. It's the same knowledge I learned from my teacher, just because I was given that information, it poured quietly into me and became blood and flesh.
The more they wanted me to, the more my dry, hardened heart moistened. For the first time ever, I have coloured an act that I just learned and did as I was told. For the first time in my life, I knew something called desire. That emotion, which I never knew before, was terribly intense, and once I realized it, I crept into me and didn't leave.
Wanted,.
My heart raised its voice for the first time.
He wants to do what he's done for granted, like he's been obliged to do.
Since then, I have increased and polished as much as possible with the king before. He was also recognized by his father, and as he grew older, he was allowed to be involved in public affairs a little bit.
I could not forget the emotional swings of that time, and I also received permission to frequently descend under the castle if I had time.
Because in the presence of the people, every time I touched that voice, it felt like my heart was shaking the same way.
Because I felt like I could live in this eye... like they were looking me in the eyes of the light.
Visit and listen to the various places under the castle. Sometimes by advancing it to his father, he could also help the politics of the country… to the lives of the people.
If I turned my gaze on them, their faces became red and my chest rattled.
I felt that if I took my hand and held each other, I could relate to people who sought each other regardless of their interests.
Exchanging words made me feel as if I had gained friends and acquaintances.
Face to face again and again, it was as if we could have had a family if we noticed each other's changes… I could feel that way. A true family is the warmth of a person who has never been felt before.
Learn, live in the country, touch people, live in the lives of the people. Every time I touched the people's temperatures, my gaze, my emotions, my desires swelled.
I want to be loved.
Wanted.
I want to be wanted.
Take this me, not the others.
"That's a dangerous idea, brother.
When it turned fourteen. Coincidentally, it was time for a conversation with Elvin, the brother of the second prince, who was accompanying him in his father's official duties. "Brother, how have you been lately," he asked, in reply to my words, wanting to know the form of this desire.
"That would be" approval desire "," self-love "," exclusive desire ". Don't talk too much around you. Excellent brother. You will bring your reputation to the ground.
I will not forget the shock when my brother blames me for that. I didn't know I was going to be embarrassed the other way around, trying as hard as I could to be a model for my younger brothers.
I was ashamed of my emotions and covered them tightly. [M] He also temporarily refrained from descending under the castle if he had to abandon such an obscene emotion in order to become king. For that matter, he suppressed chest stiffness by overlapping words, touching and sometimes listening to the people and samurai working in the castle.
But my body, my heart, asked for it.
He wants to go down under the castle.
touching them, touching their emotions, and wanting to know. He seemed to rumble that he wanted to color his inner emotions to shake.
It was six months later that I began to descend frequently under the castle again.
How are you, it's good to see you, he said.... That's what buried my heart.
I know. As a king, this is an act of disqualification.
... Still, I couldn't help myself.
"Brother, then why don't you have an intimate interaction with the social community?
It was just when it was fifteen. Homer, the third prince, accidentally saw me haunting my head with this heartbeat, and it was when I revealed it.
"Brother, you are very well-dressed and good-looking, and you have a reputation, especially from the women. I'm sure everyone will accept me if I try to crack it down! Wouldn't that bury that heart even with the people under the castle?
I also snorted at the advice, feeling my own impudence to be saved by my brother.
However, if you feel a groove in your mind because you do not interact with friends and family… if you can fill it, you will surely subside this desire and dangerous ideas.
I also became involved with the near-year-old courtiers of the social community who have so far placed the line as the first prince. They were all so cute talking, reddening their cheeks and shining their eyes, and they said they wanted to know more about me. The tenderness filled my heart many times, but… I was still not shaken as I did when I came out before the people.
Furthermore, I had intended to speak separately from the ladies, but for some reason I was asked to spend some time alone by each of them. I don't want you to talk to the other ladies, I wish I could be one of them. When you whispered that to me, I finally noticed a difference in perception with them. As a first prince, I can't easily decide who to socialize with or fiancée to. I understood that as well as my upper-class girlfriends and thought they were involved as friends, but... no.
What they expect is love, greed, status. Fear boiled when I understood the meaning of the color of those eyes.
"Approval desire," "Love yourself," "Exclusive desire."
I was wondering if I had turned my horrible feelings so far towards the people to protect.
I can't believe I've been as polished as possible with the king's vessel, but I've been so far missing as a king.
I apologized to each of them for misleading me, and I told them that I couldn't give them anything they wanted.
Because of the position of the first prince, there was no disturbing or angry young lady, and I let her grieve terribly, but I spoke peacefully. Except.
... since that time.
Little by little my bad reviews spread all over the country, mainly in the upper and middle classes.
"Female lover." "Female lover."