His unusual atmosphere made Herietta feel strange.

Why are you looking at me like that?

You're interesting.

Bernard quietly answered Herietta's question. She was reflected in his gray eyes.

Are all Brimdel women as aggressive and active as you?

'Was the Princess of Brimdel like you?'

In his mind, Bernard asked Herietta the question he really wanted to ask.

Unpretentious, uncalculated. So, if it went wrong, it may look stupid.

But at the same time, she is the purest and most passionate of anyone else, so sometimes, very often, she looks attractive.

I feel a little sad.

After a while, Bernard, who had been thinking about this and that, muttered to himself. Herietta's eyes widened at that.

Sad?

If only the Princess of Brimdel was like you. Then she could have been pretty fun.

Since it was a relationship made purely for the political gain between the two countries, rejection occurred before the desire to know each other. Even if they live next to each other, they will not share their life. It seems like it was destined to be that way.

But seeing Herietta chattering in front of him, his hardened heart softened a little. If only she was like Herietta. Had it been so, although he might not have shared a fiery love with her, he might have enjoyed a marriage not as dry as he first thought.

But now it's just a mystery that Bernard will never find the answer to.

Sir Knight is funny, why are you asking this? It must have been for the prince who welcomed the princess as his wife and will live face to face with her.

Herietta, who did not know Bernard's identity, rolled her eyes and jeered at him.

Come to think of it, I haven't even seen the prince yet. I thought that if I lived in the castle, I would see precious people every day, but now that I look at it, it seems that is not the case.

As Herietta said lamentably, Bernard gently raised the tips of his lips.

Was she naive or was she dull? She had already spoken to the prince several times, and he was right in front of her nose, but in the end she didn't even notice it.

Are you sad that you didn't meet the prince?

Bernard asked sensibly. His heart swelled a little at this unknown expectation. If she said it was a pity, it wouldn't be too bad to tell her that he was the prince and surprise her.

But before he could speak again, Herietta first shook her head.

No. Not at all.

It was a firm answer, with zero hesitation.

The tips of Bernard's lips came down from its raised position. He wondered if he would finally reveal his identity, and he had prepared his heart, but the tension collapsed at her words.

'You're not sad at all?'

It's not that he wanted to hear her say that she wanted to meet the prince. It might have been more of a headache if she had made a fuss about wanting to meet the prince. So it was rather a good thing.

Bernard said to himself like that, and tried to calm himself.

However,

Why aren't you sad?

Bernard's eyes rose sharply. Without realizing it, he began to question her.

It's no one else, the prince. The Prince. The King's son. One of the most noble figures in the country after the king. Isn't it normal to want to meet him at least once just out of curiosity?

When he said the word 'Prince', pressure entered his voice. He never took great pride in his natural status, but for this moment, he wanted her to know his worth properly. He knew that it was two-faced and contradictory, but he could not stop himself.

Herietta looked annoyed.

That I don't know what to say to Sir Knight, but there are some rumors about that particular prince.

What rumors?

Ah. It's nothing. Never mind.

Herietta glossed her words. It was because she remembered who the man in front of her was, even if it was belatedly.

Bernard narrowed his eyes.

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'That's why she was beating around the bush.'

It was clumsy, even more so.

What do you mean nothing? Tell me. It's okay. I've actually heard a lot about that prince.

Bernard said innocently and persuaded Herietta.

I won't tell anyone.

He insisted for a long time. Until she opened her mouth, he wouldn't move a single step from here.

That's.

Herietta gave a look of disapproval, and she spoke carefully.

From what I've heard, this isn't the only time he's been humiliated in public because he's always drunk and on drugs.

'Ah. That!'

Bernard showed a sullen attitude. It was a rumor he had already heard many times. An old rumor that has been floating around since time immemorial. In a nutshell, nothing new.

It doesn't matter age or gender, he enjoys a very impure and promiscuous bedroom life, where he drags people into his bedroom if he likes them, so there is a saying in Velicia that finding someone who hasn't seen his naked body is like picking the stars in the sky.

He was sick and tired of the same repertoire ?

Bernard's relaxed expression began to harden.

Anyway, that's why there are more than dozens of extramarital affairs he had in Velicia from whom he has slept over the past few years.

Who says such nonsense!

Bernard jumped up from his seat and shouted.

Doesn't care about age and gender? Naked body? Extramarital affairs? Who the hell believes such nonsense?!

His voice, filled with anger, echoed through the room. He was so outraged that veins were standing on his reddish neck.

Herietta looked at Bernard with a startled rabbit-like face. What just happened? She thought her ears were going to fall off as he suddenly shouted out without warning.

'Wait. But why is this man yelling at me?'

Herietta thought for a moment. She only told him what she knew because he was persistent in asking.

No, why is Sir Knight so angry?

Herietta rolled her eyes at Bernard.

That's why I said I wouldn't tell you!

It's because it's too much! Do you think there is anything to believe in such absurd rumors?

When did I say I straightforwardly believed such rumors? It was just a rumor!

Looking at your expression and tone of voice, you already believed in that! How are you going to live in the future because you are so easily swayed?

What the! Whether I am easily swayed or not, Sir Knight doesn't need to worry, right?

I'm disappointed, disappointed! More than getting stabbed by a trusted ax, I got chopped off!

It just wasn't a stab. This place, where a tense quarrel took place, was no different from a battlefield. The heat they radiated seemed to heat up the room.

In the room, screams like thunder and lightning erupted non-stop. As if to judge which of the two has the louder voice.

While waiting for Bernard to come out of the door, Velicia's loyal knight, Jonathan, accidentally overheard their conversation. His calm face gradually became conspicuously distorted.

'Your Highness. What on earth is this?'

The level of conversation was very childish. A part of him really wondered if it was the Bernard whom he knew. Jonathan, who had been listening to the two arguing like a child, could no longer bear the embarrassment and buried his face in his large hands.

A sigh escaped from his mouth.

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