The Incompetent Bratty Prince is out (3/3 chapters)

 

Filled with Joy for Both of Us

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“By the way… who exactly are you?” (Alexandra)

Suddenly, Alexandra turned her absolute zero gaze towards Marion.

Come to think of it, I haven’t introduced her to Alexandra yet.

“Um, her name is Marion…” (Harold)

“Your Highness Harold. I am asking about that person.” (Alexandra)

“Huh!? Yes!” (Harold)

For the first time, I stiffened and replied standing rigidly upright to her terrifyingly low voice.

“It’s because of you, you’ve troubled Your Highness Harold. Answer quickly.” (Alexandra)

“I serve Prince Harold. My name is Marion Shearer.” (Marion)

“Hmm…” (Alexandra)

Alexandra snorted and approached Marion with furrowed brows to curtsey.

Um… should I stop this? But for what reason?

“Hey.” (Alexandra)

“Yes?” (Marion)

“Why were you looking at Prince Harold like that?” (Alexandra)

“Huh…?” (Marion)

“Didn’t you hear me? I’m asking why a mere maid like you behave like that toward my fiancée, Prince Harold? You were looking at him with such disdain.” (Alexandra)

I now understand why she was so angry. She noticed the same disdainful looks from Marion that I always felt.

“That’s not possible…” (Marion)

“Don’t lie. So, what do you think of Prince Harold? Speak.” (Alexandra)

“…” (Marion)

Marion fell silent under Alexandra’s intense interrogation.

Well, she can’t really say the truth, can she?

“…Well, whatever. Anyway, I cannot allow someone like you to stay by Prince Harold’s side. Leave the palace immediately.” (Alexandra)

“Huh!? W-what…” (Marion)

“Didn’t you hear me? I said you’re an eyesore.” (Alexandra)

Oh… I never expected Alexandra to declare Marion’s expulsion. But I’m the one who employs her.

“Well, Alexandra-sama is Prince’s fiancée, but you’re not in a position to decide my fate…” (Marion)

“I am Alexandra Chevalier, eldest daughter of the Chevalier Household that supports the Dehaubalz Kingdom. It’s no problem for me to drive out a maid from the royal palace.” (Alexandra)

“Uh…” (Marion)

Well, if it’s the Chevalier family, it’s that easy. In fact, if she says “Marion messed up,” the palace would probably just kick her out.

“W-well, Prince Harold is indeed Alexandra-sama’s fiancé, but why–…!?” (Marion)

Marion, terrified by Alexandra’s expression, choked mid-sentence. She probably wanted to continue like this, ‘Why do you support someone who is rude and selfish like the ‘incompetent bratty Prince’ Harold?’

I can’t help but wonder about that myself. If she’s a daughter of the Chevalier Duke’s family, she should definitely know my reputation. Even though it was a political engagement decided by King Eibar, she not only visited the palace and accompanied me in training but also gave me guidance to become stronger.

Considering her status, beauty, and abilities rivaling those of the ‘Enhaz’ heroine, it’s not unreasonable for her to look down on me, a useless and despicable third prince who looks like a small-time thug. Yet, here she is, showing such anger for my sake.

I really don’t understand.

“What is someone like you understand about Prince Harold!? For the sake of our promise… He completed rigorous training without a complaint! Stop making shallow judgments without knowing the truth!” (Alexandra)

“Ah…uh…” (Marion)

Overwhelmed by Alexandra’s severity, Marion could only stand bewildered.

But, honestly, when I meet a real… well, it’s weird to say, but when I met Alexandra, who was abandoned by Harold in silence during the prologue of ‘Enhaza’, I was completely betrayed all day… but…

“Ah…” (Harold)

“Your Highness Harold, I apologize.” (Alexandra)

Alexandra wiped my cheek with a handkerchief.

Ah…ahaha… it seems I’ve been crying. But it can’t be helped. For the first time, someone understood my Harold. Even his own mother didn’t recognize his efforts. Ah…but that’s a little different. The Harold in my mind is me, and I am Harold. So…

“Ah…uhhh…uh….!” (Harold)

It can’t be helped if you can’t hold it in any longer and end up crying out loud. Me and Harold. Harold and me. The joy of both of us was overflowing and we couldn’t control it.

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