That's why I came, Heart of Bertine, the king's capital. It is also a beautiful "water capital" with canals running vertically and horizontally, built on a lagoon in the Bay of Bertine, in a large city about four hours south by carriage using a road along the sea from the Duke's territory.

The grand aristocratic Rosedale family, as a matter of course, also has luxurious mansions in the King's Capital. Tomorrow, having to attend a tea party or a birthday party, I was visiting the Rosedale family mansion in that king's capital the night before. And it is in the present situation that I can hardly sleep when I get into bed and I have hit a turnaround over and over again.

Incidentally, the room I am now staying in is one of the mansions where I stay every time I visit the King's Capital to meet the Second Prince frequently in my previous life and at some point become known as the "Lady's Room of the King's Capital Mansion".

... How dare you say it takes four hours each way? Well, I was walking through it, me.

Close your eyes and try to remember the encounter with the second prince in his previous life.

"I'll see you first, Your Highness. I'm from the Rosedale family, my name is Chelsea. I'm so glad you invited me. '

"Nice to meet you. I'm Kyle Shelbrett. Thanks for coming. '

I still remember the face of the Second Prince at this time, because it was a moment of love at first sight when a one-sided thought that lasted ten years began. Kyle boy answers Frank with a soft smile against me stretching out to behave like a duke's warrant.

Now his smile was nothing but an expression of his fondness for me, and I can well understand that it was just manners, but at the time, that smile had shot me through the heart.

Having fallen in love with the second prince at first sight, I quickly became a painful little girl who exhibited an extraordinary desire for exclusivity to intimidate other courtiers and ravaged at the tea party.

And our family, as well as the queen, who had considered me as one of the fiancée candidates for the second prince from the beginning, were very ridden, and the engagement story went on with great clap, and about six months later, I officially became Prince Kyle's fiancée.

True, I think there was something wrong. What was so good about a man with such a face, voice, style and ability, cleanliness and freshness and just a handful and manners?... Yeah, I guess it was all good.

Of course, right now I want to do everything in my power to refuse my engagement to the Second Prince, etc. It's no longer debatable whether you say no or not. I am not Mazo enough to be engaged to a man who is certain to cheat on me in the future and drive me to ruin.

... Oh, of course, if Mason actually wants to teach me as a slave in the dos, then I'd be happy to be a dm.

... Let's get back to it. Finally, tomorrow is the Tea Party production. I'm just going to greet you around the bare minimum you need and squash your time while practicing magic control somewhere in the corner, but honestly there's only one element of anxiety.

It is that the moment you meet the second prince, your personality will change from the ground up.

The moment I met him, my "self", now eighteen years old, became merely a "memory," driven by a passion that I couldn't even control. Even though I know it's the first step to ruin, I'll end up acting the same way I did in my previous life...

I was worried about that, and I haven't been able to sleep since I got into bed.

(I'm sure you'll be fine. Believe in your love for Mason. I love you about Mason. Let me trust you)

I tried to tell myself that repeatedly, but it wasn't until after 2: 00 am that I ended up sleeping.

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Having had a hard time sleeping since I got into bed, I headed to the restaurant and bar on the first floor of the hotel where I had given up sleeping. So I found him sitting in the corner of the counter alone drinking lonely.

"May I be next door?"

"...? Ah, lady. Of course it is. Go ahead."

That's how he put the chair next to me out in a place where I could sit easily. Be gentle and sit back in the chair.

"Can I get you something to drink"

"Then do the same as you"

"Is this it? I'm pretty high on alcohol, okay?

"Yes, please"

"... ok. I'm sorry! Add a cup of" Black Dragon's Exhale ""

"Yes, sir."

Alcohol brought in after a while was certainly high in alcohol and also dry. It was exactly a cocktail that felt like an "adult drink" that didn't suit my little girl's taste at all. But for some reason, I found it very tasty.

Can't you sleep?

"... yes, quite"

"... that's right"

……

Bring the cocktail to your mouth silently. Neither did he come to say anything more, and silence flowed between them. How long has it been? The bar ran out of guests besides us, and in the silence we inclined the glass as we sometimes remembered.

"... you are"

"Yes."

"Don't you despise me, Mr. Beckford?"

"... I won't"

"... is that right?... You know how I just happened, don't you?

"Yes, somehow"

"... Still don't you despise me? Don't you think she's a foolish woman who went mad and ruined her jealousy?"

I guess I was hoping. I don't despise you, I know exactly how you feel too. You're not the only one who's sorry.

"... I don't think so. Instead, I despise your daughter's ex-fiancée."

And as expected, or he gives an answer that goes diagonally up the expectations.... If a person who knows what's going on now hears about it, he'll be guilty of disrespect. You surprised me.

"... that was a somewhat dangerous statement right now. Ha ha."

You seem conscious. Above all.

He keeps talking pompous.

"Actually, this escort volunteered from me."

"... Was it?

"Yes. I don't see the lady's situation as someone else's...... Oh, it's not sympathy or anything. One way or another, I'm sympathetic."

"Empathy..."

"Don't take the liberty of empathizing with me because you don't even know what's going on properly. It's a story, right? Excuse me."

"That's not true.... but why did you think that way?

Then he told me about himself: that there was a girlfriend I loved from the heart I spent more than four years with, that it was time to propose to her, but that she had recently betrayed me, that I couldn't even sleep without strong alcohol from that day on.

And he heard me talk about breaking my engagement, and he said this is what he thought.

'What the lady is supposedly doing is not in itself a compliment if it is true. But I know what makes you want to.'

'Even I honestly wanted to kill the other guy if I could. No, if that's a permissible circumstance, I'm sure I did'

"I can't be betrayed by someone I loved wholeheartedly and told to stay sane"

As I listened to his words, I was crying all the time. His words had undoubtedly saved my heart. And the distance between me and him shrunk rapidly because of that night.

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In the morning, when I woke up, my pillow was wet with tears.

(... glad to see him in your dreams)

I was blown out last night, as if lying that I was so worried that I couldn't even sleep. The moment I meet the Second Prince, I lose myself? That can't be happening. Because I'm so in love with Mason.

And in my sleep deprivation, getting into the Royal Palace Tea Party, I was able to encourage magic control practice in the corner by just greeting around the minimum required as planned. I was too sleepy to concentrate, though.

Meet Prince Kyle? There was nothing wrong. We just briefly introduce ourselves to each other and we're done. He was still a beautiful looking boy, but I didn't think of anything as funny.

It would be a crime at that point if an eighteen-year-old woman of mental age stuck with an eight-year-old in the first place, wouldn't it? Officer, it's him, isn't it? I'll be sending you back to the monastery, won't I?

And while practicing magic control, I thought maybe yesterday's dream was Mason showing me worried about me being weak. 'Remember whose woman you are' message? Yikes, that's cool! Love it!

... Yeah, you're seriously ill while I'm at it. Let's go home and get some sleep.