"Uhhhhhhhhhhh... Master Pride is engaged..."
Don, and Alan moans as he slaps the jock vigorously against the table.
Aside from drunkenness, Alan turned a bright red on his face and said to Alan, "Here's another three. I'm not going to destroy any more fragments of the vitreous," he embarrassed. Fragments of objects that were jocks are already stored in cloth bags in the corners of the room.
"No... well, but Lord Pride is the chosen one, and I'm sure he's a good one.
"Of course not. If this is a bad guy, what are we supposed to do?"
Column sighed at Alan as he ate into Eric's words. "Don't involve us with us," he murmured, but his gaze dropping into the contents of the glass was shady. Eric also asks for more booze than usual, grinning bitterly at Alan's words.
"Who are you, the happy one... you know, being in that big hall means we might have exchanged greetings too."
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey He was also one of those people who was brought into the room by a nasty Alan. Arthur swallowed another sip of booze as he returned "Well, you do..." to the words from Alan.
"He didn't even seem to know the style, and... I have no idea.
"! Master Steele didn't even know, you're thorough with boulders.
A column rounds his eyes to Arthur's words. If you can't even know the first prince, it means that only a handful really know about the fiancée candidate. "Yes, I'm probably sure," Arthur returned to the column, striking his forehead firmly on the table as it stood.
"... wow I care...
Column and Eric slapped him on the back to Arthur leaking a pitiful voice like a groan. I don't think I've exceeded my tolerance yet, but Alan poured water into another glass and offered it to Arthur, who still drips as if he was drunk.
"Master Tiara will probably marry a royal family outside the country, but... is Lord Pride a prince in the country, or a prince out of his right to inherit the throne, as he did when he was Prince Leon?
Alan regained some calm after watching Arthur crumble, looking at the three faces across the street in the seat with his cheek cane.
……
Arthur turns his thoughts on Tiara to Alan's words.
Getting to know her at the same time as Style and Pride, she is also familiar to Arthur. Arthur also naturally knew that Tiara, the second princess, would leave the country one day. But Tiara's years of dowry about her fiancée candidate essentially grew a year. And while I was a little relieved, … I also felt lonely.
Tiara, the sister of Pride and her partner Style, is like a sister to Arthur.
... Hopefully, it's not a distant country.
If I marry you, I won't be able to see you easily. Still, I can exchange letters if I'm close. It would also be possible to meet in the instant travel of the style, but it would be officially difficult.
Since the announcement of her fiancée candidacy, Arthur has become more uncomfortable with Tiara's smile. They won't be the worst because Tiara herself chose them, but Arthur thinks Tiara has a lot to think about, too.
... I guess you're the sister of Lord Pride and Style.
I carry it alone, and I smile and hide it. I want to help, but I can't help all this. Arthur was also well aware that it was imperative for Tiara to marry the royal family of another country in order to ensure that she "lost" her right to inherit the throne. That's why I think it would be nice to at least be married to a country that interacts with the Kingdom of Friesia as much as possible… and close to it. Because Tiara has two older brothers than herself who are absolutely lonely and sad about breaking up.... I feel quite lonely myself, consciously so.
Thinking that far, Arthur noticed how Column and Eric were circling their thoughts on Alan's words if they raised their faces small. I immediately suspect that perhaps the three of them are thinking about pride.
Serving beside pride as Kingsguard knights, they often attended ceremonies and parties where pride was invited not only at domestic ceremonies but also abroad. Many favor pride, but...
"I don't know what kind of man Master Pride seems to favor, especially when it comes to this.
"Right. I think so myself. Master Pride is divided between everyone...,... Arthur? What's wrong?"
Eric's words about hammering Alan stop on the way. Because Arthur, sitting next to him in the middle of the conversation, suddenly hit his own thoughtful forehead back on the table. Instead of the vibrations that caused their heads to fall earlier, the impact as if attacking their foreheads themselves rippled their jocks through the table.
"~ ~ Eh... no, trying to cool my drunkenness a bit...
I'm sorry, Arthur's face was brilliantly bright red apologizing. The column urged Arthur to drink a glass of water, wondering if the liquor had turned too much.
... Favorable.
In that word Arthur recalls the exchange between Pride and Cedric during Birthday.
He didn't even hear the conversation, but he did see the moment when Pride lit his face bright red for Cedric after the fun laughing look of Pride and the style went in between. On top of that, even before, he brings out his best smile from pride.
And even tonight, at the end of the day, he was a good pair no matter how pride tried to guide him to Tiara and walk amicably.
The story of the three continues, even as Arthur boils his head up as he grunts. Who the hell is Pride's fiancée candidate, and finally who even leaves it to drunkenness to the column to line up with a concrete possibility.
"Speaking of breath warrants and princes who dared to have a relatively high degree of intimacy, the Acroids of the Kingdom of Jabulan, the Second Prince of the Kingdom of Veronica, the First Prince of the Kingdom of Lilac, Sir Nepentes..."
"You mean Blair from 2nd Squad?
"No, it's from the Duke's house in my country.
"I was also in the Knights of the kingdom of Anemone. I took care of myself during the joint exercise.
"There's no kingdom of anemones, is there? Without my ex-fiancée's prince, if I marry her, I'll have a horn.
So I'm telling you it's not! and the column scolds the two in a rough way. Sorry, contrary to Eric, who apologizes, Alan returned with a full grin. Seeing that reaction and finding out it was a common name, the column is immediately convinced.
It is highly unlikely that the kingdom of Anemone will have a candidate for fiancée of pride. If so, royalty or nobility in more distant lands. Or someone within the kingdom of Friesia. Both humans attended this birthday.
"And then, more recently, the second prince of the United Kingdom of Hanazoo… Prince Cedric, though"
Gacha, cha, cha, cha.
Now the sound of the jock cracking.
It wasn't Alan, Arthur slammed the jock in his hand on the table with only the force of his arm.
He was also surprised that he had cracked it, and jumped off the spot the moment he realized it had cracked. "Excuse me," he exclaimed, checking to see if the three of them were injured. Fortunately, the three knights who immediately turned their bodies on were naturally not injured by Arthur himself either. However, because the item dropped and the head remained on the table, a fragment of the vitreous flew and reflected sparklingly on Arthur's long hair, which rose.
The column I pointed out and Eric, who was next door, together take away a fragment of the vitreous tangled in Arthur's hair with his glove-fitted hands. Alan took his seat and laughed "You did it flashly ~" and swept the scattered glass on the floor towards the cloth bag in the corner.
"Don't you hate Prince Cedric that much, Arthur?
Arthur's shoulders went up and down to Alan, who spoke to the direct ball in a light tone. "What, no! That" s what I said to the wolf Arthur. "Alan, keep your mouth shut while I fasten that you haven't finished removing the vitreous. What if Arthur becomes disrespectful," he cautioned.
"Well, Arthur had a lot in particular.
The food, disrespect for Master Pride, violence, and the strength of Arthur's stretched shoulders fell off when Eric followed him with a calm voice. "Excuse me..." Eric slapped him in the back laughably at Arthur apologizing.
It's not just Arthur, he's still angry that the three senior knights, the disrespect Cedric committed, and the cookies that he was supposed to bake on himself at the time were no good. But he was also more conscious that he should not leave a grudge as a knight than that.... If they all ask you if you don't want to hit Cedric, you can be sure it will be a lie if you deny it though.
"Well, I'm still angry about the food, but I don't know, I thought it might be the most... possible.
Bozo, and at the end of the day, everyone asked back to Arthur, who uttered a really creepy whisper. What? What did you say? What's the matter, I asked, but Arthur shook his neck sideways once he'd untied his hair after it had been removed, both paying for the vitreous and replying to the three of them. Bashful and long silver hair swayed, hiding his face.
... who Lord Pride laughs at so much and turns bright red, the only royal aristocracy I've ever had is about Prince Leon...
Moreover, even if Leon's case may be blushing, it wasn't until the dissolution of the engagement that a heartfelt grin could be directed. This would mean that Cedric put the heart of Pride in its hands more than Leon, who is such a perfect prince.
... You think I'm just gonna be rude, make you cry, even eat the food, and yet take that guy's heart away too?
"Shrimp no...
Stick your hair at the table again without tying it, shake your legs alternately and moan while sitting in the chair senselessly. Eric slapped me gently on the back with a pound where I leaked the groan that, uh...
Even though Cedric knew in his head that he was different than before, and that his good news was, above all, that he was happy to have the person he wanted for pride, his chest was crushed unconvinced. I would have done better to return to my engagement with Leon so far without leaving Arthur a mockery.
"Speaking of which, Prince Cedric is staying overnight at the King's residence, too, isn't he?
Two, as I recall, Arthur's shoulder shook pictorially when Eric said it. Oh, yeah, and when Column and Alan returned the words, Arthur slowly scratched up his hair with his elbowed hand. Face up and stare at Eric with a terribly anxious look. Then Eric, who noticed Arthur's complexion, turned his arm around its shoulder and slapped him, laughing a little.
"This time it's not an alliance negotiation, it's just a guest. Different palaces stay in the same king's quarters.
There are several palaces in Wangju.
The Royal Palace is a palace with offices and private rooms, which are the working rooms of the Regents and the Chancellors, in addition to the royal houses such as the Queen and the King, the Throne Room and the Visitation Room and the Office.
A palace connected and adjacent by corridors to the Royal Palace, where only princesses, princes, and important figures such as allies and negotiators are allowed to stay for a while, etc.
And multiple palaces that exist apart from it. It is dotted with palaces for fiancées and royalty to live together in earnest, palaces for royal royalty, palaces, halls, and facilities to entertain guests from afar. It is the royal family that inhabits it "because it is Wang Jiu".
And it is a palace for guests from afar that the United Kingdom of Hanazoo, including Cedric, spends the night. Apart from the palaces where the prides live, they are also quite a distance away. Outside the King's Palace there is also a hall in the castle where only the upper echelons of the country and some of the most aristocracy were allowed to live, which is closer in comparison to it, but still a completely different place.
Arthur stroked his chest down honestly to that fact. Do that... and when he whines, Alan turns his arm around Arthur's shoulder in a funny way.
"He said he cared too much! Nothing. Maybe Prince Cedric's after Lord Pride, right?
Arthur groans as he rocks his body from shoulder to shoulder. I do, but... I contemplated Cedric's mood, whining. Saved by pride, the alliance with the kingdom of Friesia is also fulfilled, and that sentiment of a prince who has failed to defend the precious United Hanazoo kingdom.
... I don't like Master Pride. I can't find a reason.
It depresses me the other way around if I think about it. If Cedric also had a crush on pride, the two would be sympathetic. That means...
"... I can't do it.
Arthur's blush, whining again as he lit his face on fire, now reached the ears of three knights.
The three of us have no idea why Arthur would take Cedric personally if he was hostile to him. It's just that not much has been confirmed in Arthur. Now I just responded by tapping on my back and shoulders.
Except
"... Prince Cedric, right?
"... well.
Alan turns to the column with a small grunt. I also returned the column with my gaze to it. While forgiving Arthur, Eric also noticed the two eye-openers, but they laughed at Russia and swallowed the contents of the jock, so he just twisted his neck and ended it.
Alan and Column think.
Even without exchanging words, we largely guessed what we thought of each other.
- Prince Cedric is after me... it's definitely Tiara...
- Prince Cedric seemed to have a crush on Tiara.
I swallowed every drink of those words.
Cedric's obvious love affair with Alan, who has a lot of connections, was naturally flawed by the sharp column in his perceptions of his men and companions.
"I still care about Lord Pride's fiancée candidate...
"Definitely the happiest person in the world.
No, that's why I'm talking about it...! and even while Arthur groans, Alan and Column say booze without responding.
"But," he muttered as Eric laughed bitterly at the end, comparing the three faces.
"In the end." It's how you two feel that matters to us, isn't it?
The three knights nodded silently and deeply at the words of Eric, the bright calm.
If a princess of her own country can stand next to someone with a smile even when political factors are involved.
Because there is no more as a knight and admirer.