chapter 16

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71 Crown Prince's Perspective

“Your Highness, I have been waiting for you.”

Heading to the Great Church, I was guided to a room by a middle-aged priest. When I opened the door, what was waiting for me was the holy maiden in pure white attire.

I bowed deeply and took my seat as advised.
Knowing that it was impolite, I stared at Miss Anna Carol in front of me.

Even though he should have noticed my gaze, he just stared at the table with a gloomy face without raising his gaze.

…That's funny.

If it had been until now, I should have raised a high-pitched voice at the gaze that sold flattery.
However, Miss Carol in front of me was so different from usual.

“Miss Carol, how much have you learned as a saint?”
“Yes.

Miss Carol barely has a smile on her lips, but her eyes are looking down.
…It feels like you have no ambition.

Maybe.
I remember the last words when I had a conversation with Theodore yesterday.

Did you say that you said something really cruel?
I didn't expect this saint to be depressed, but it seems that Theodore's words really worked.

…Really, what did he say?

While cursing Theodore in my head, I open my mouth to tell Miss Carol what I should have said.

"It looks like you made a deal with His Majesty."
“It’s just a deal. If it was about the engagement, I would say my wish.”

That one word puts a strain on my forehead.

"Let's be clear. I have no intention of taking it."
“No, you should marry me.
I think so. Since she is here as Anna, it is destined for her to marry you."

…Determined?

If you think about what to say, it's not a trust of God, but it's a destiny.

"I don't know what you're thinking. You don't like me, but you're obsessed with marrying the crown prince....Is that what you mean?"

After all, even now, I don't feel any heat from the gaze that is facing this way.
I don't understand the purpose.

Human behavior has a purpose. But I can't see the intention from this guy.
Maybe it's something I don't understand.

“Is it true that if you can’t marry me, you will go to a neighboring country?”
"Can't I marry you? …It doesn't mean anything.

For the first time, I can see the color of anger, like irritation, in the eyes of Miss Carol, who was looking at me with a blank look.

“If I would rather marry you, I will give up my position as crown prince.
…What if I say that? ”

Having touched her true feelings for the first time, he deliberately uttered even more irritating words in an attempt to uncover the truth.

Sure enough, my words seemed to upset her.

Miss Carol made a startled expression, and showed an anxious expression like a lost child who was about to burst into tears.

"No! That's not a happy ending! Unless you and Anna's wedding...
The events in the process went crazy, but if I marry you in the end, it will have a happy ending! ”

After saying that vigorously, Miss Carol suddenly looks down.
And with a dark face, he shook his head several times.
What are you saying?

If you carefully observe Miss Carol's mouth and listen closely, you will gradually hear it clearly.

"No, I know... I really do. This isn't a game, right? I can't go home, can I? But what should I do... How can I go home!"

Can't you go home?

Where the hell do you think Miss Carroll is going?

I instinctively send my gaze to Cyril, who was standing behind me. Then she shook her head slightly while wrinkling her eyebrows as if Cyril was perplexed.

You don't even know Cyril, do you?

Miss Carol then raises her head and looks at me.
The expression on her face is somehow desperate, and she looks like she's begging for something.

"I feel sorry for you guys. I'm the villain who's tearing you apart....But I can only do this! Because I can't find any other way to go home."

Miss Carol stood up from the chair she was sitting on and clenched her hand on the table. Her hand seems to be holding a lot of strength, and she is trembling slightly.

"Hey, you're the main hero! Then, marry me! Then you might have a happy ending!"
“…Miss Carol, what a way to talk to His Highness.”

When Cyril, who was behind me, took a step forward with an unbearable look, he calmly warned me.
But Miss Carol didn't seem to hear it at all.

I turned my gaze to Cyril and shook my head.
Then, Cyril silently returned to her original position.

Miss Carol didn't seem to care about our interactions, she was desperately trying to convey something with tears in her eyes and a voice that sounded like she was screaming in the depths of despair.

“Please!
…Please. bring me back …Please.”

In the end, she sat down on the floor as if she had run out of strength, rubbing her head against the ground, and whispered quietly over and over, "I want to go home, please go home," while shedding tears.

Cyril, seeing this abnormal situation, called the priest who passed through the door that was originally open.
The rushed priest also opened his eyes wide in surprise and called out “Saint-sama!” in a loud voice.
However, Miss Carol didn't respond to that voice at all. It seems that the priest who left in a panic again called several sisters.

Like that, Miss Carol left the room so that she could be carried by Sister.
The first priest who came after being called by Cyril also bowed his head to us and was about to leave, so he stopped us by saying, "Wait."

“Is the saint always like that?”
"No. He always takes his teachings seriously and is kind to everyone. It's the first time I've raised my voice like that. To be honest, I'm confused."
"I see. I'm sorry I stopped you."

After saying that, the priest lowered his head again and left the room this time.
And only me and Cyril were left in the room.

"I wonder what that was... A lot of incomprehensible words. Even though she's a saint, it's too disrespectful to His Highness."

While confused, Cyril wrinkles her eyebrows, revealing her discomfort.

Is that what Theodore was talking about, "Everyone around us is the enemy"?

“Even so, I want to go home, huh?
"It doesn't seem to be a baronial territory. It's farther than that. It's like you're looking for a place with no means of returning."

I thought for a while with Cyril on the spot, but I couldn't understand her at all.
It's like feeling a sense of incongruity in the world.

Due to the completely unexpected situation, I decided that there was no point in staying any longer and returned to the royal palace.

After returning to the royal palace, I tried to sort out what Miss Carol said, but there were too many unclear points.

According to the collaborator, the priest of the Great Church, after that, Miss Carol has been gloomy and confined to her room.

When I was reading the report in my office and wondering if I should visit him again when things calmed down.

Cyril handed me a letter from Rachel.
Just by receiving it, Rachel's face comes to mind, and I feel like I can instantly get rid of my daily fatigue even before I read it.

But in its contents.
《Anna asked us to visit our house. I have consulted with her parents, but I am thinking of accepting it.』
It was written, and I decided to contact the Marquis in a hurry.

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