Clear your ears to the voices of the people who can definitely hear you slightly as you are swayed by the carriage that shut off the curtains.
I also heard conversations, laughter, and occasional words that led to me without everyday stiffness.
While the carriage was rocking, Pride asked me why I hated this desire so much.
My brother's... words from Elvin, he held his head out of nowhere if he answered her.
The First Prince of Style and the knights of Arthur and Column call out to her worried. It would also be natural for her to be stunned.... I already know it's me. I'm sure those were all words to confuse me, too. Like an unwilling doll, I believed in even the knowledge I was taught, and I tried to live the way I wanted to live around me.
"I thought the corner... even the opportunity...,..."
Pride roars something with a slight voice. And at the next moment, she took her hands off her head and quietly corrected her posture as she sat in the system. Contrary to its ladylike standing and beauty, something incredibly black murderous drifted from all over her body.
I felt burning anger from her purple eyes drifting her gaze straight out of nowhere. Not me, against someone else.
The carriage reaches the gate of the castle. I fastened the carriage once and heard the guard asking for something, and the pride sitting next to me stood up and took my hand.
"Now let's go home.
Get off the carriage and show up in front of the guards with Pride. One of the soldiers hurried to report to Father, and we were all sent to the guest room.
Confronted by his father, the king, his pride, overwhelmed rather than grandeur, called my brothers.
When his father spins a rare and badly toothed word, Pride pursues him even further.
Permission to act as the queen's deputy.
I know exactly how prepared she has been to visit this country.
There was so much strength and hegemony there that she could not have imagined just being a wise lady, who had spent until a week ago together.
The younger brothers my father called... Elvin and Homer show up before us. "Brother!" "You're safe!" He makes his voice jump and laughs happily. However, if I looked at it like this now, I could see no place in the behavior.
"You're Prince Elvin II, Prince Homer III, aren't you?
Pride rises slowly.
Father introduces them, and they exchange greetings and shakes hands with each and every one of them to Prince Pride and the First Prince of Style. "It's an honor to meet you," laughed Prince Pride and First Prince Stile, feeling a similar black sign for some reason. And the last moment I finished shaking hands, Pride moved his mouth with that grin, a clear voice color.
"This time my dear fiancée has been very helpful.
A bright tone and an inclusive voice stopped my brother and father from moving. My brother's complexion draws a little blood away. Pride doesn't mind it, he slowly sinks his body on the couch again and smiles again at his father.
"... by the way, Your Majesty. Before I tell you my story, Master Leon wants to talk to you about this one.
Pride is kind to me. [M] And I nodded, and I corrected my posture to my father. I called him "Ah, brother" in a small voice as my younger brothers panicked, but only now do I not answer that and catch my father's eyes firmly. My father turned to me with a slightly surprised look on his face.
"... Father. I was saved last night by Pride from being able to move in a tavern under the castle. Elvin and Homer visited my room to fall for me, drugged me with wine, and dumped me in a tavern.
My father opened his eyes to my words this time. Open your mouth, and now your blood will draw from your father as well. Elvin and Homer absurd their voices desperately trying to make an explanation, but it didn't seem to have reached their father's ears already.
Report the sins of your brothers to your father. This is synonymous with punishing my younger brothers myself.
The act of plunging royal decency is a severe punishment in our country. I know this way my younger brothers will be punished.... and on top of that, I rebuffed them.
My dear brothers, who divided the blood for me.
I also wish I could be given the opportunity.
I want to forgive you, I just want to keep it in my chest.
I'm responsible for keeping them this far. [M]
Even to me for failing to serve as a good example for them.
... but it still doesn't change my mind.
Because it is a natural duty as royalty to protect the people to eliminate the existence of what can be a foolish king.