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Proposing to Beloved Fiancée

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“Ugh… my stomach is killing me…” (Harold)

Late at night, in front of the dormitory entrance, I gently rubbed my stomach. To be honest, Xandra’s interrogation was seriously harsh. On top of that, Monica and Cas gleefully showed her those things, which made her sulk even more afterward.

“Well, from Xandra’s perspective, she was left out and didn’t even get such a gift, so…” (Harold)

I sighed as I touched the present for Xandra in my pocket.

I have to keep this secret until the right moment, which is tough on me, too.

Just then—

“Haru-sama, thank you for waiting.” (Alexandra)

The one who appeared was Xandra in a white-based dress.

Since tonight was a late-night date for just the two of us, I had asked her to wear it.

“No, I just got here myself.” (Harold)

“Please don’t lie. You’ve been here for at least an hour, haven’t you?” (Alexandra)

“How did you know!?” (Harold)

I raised my voice in surprise, but Xandra just chuckled and wouldn’t tell me.

I’ll definitely be more careful next time.

“Well, shall we go? It’s a bit of a walk, is that okay?” (Harold)

“Fufu, of course. Walking with you under the moonlight sounds wonderful.” (Alexandra)

Taking Xandra’s small hand, we left the dormitory and headed toward the capital’s central district. It was only about a ten-minute walk, but since we usually traveled by carriage, it felt somewhat refreshing.

“The breeze feels nice, doesn’t it?” (Alexandra)

“Uh, um… are you cold?” (Harold)

“No… or rather, I am a little chilly.” (Alexandra)

As she said that, Xandra glanced at me, stealing occasional looks. In other words, she wanted me to lend her my coat.

“Here you go.” (Harold)

“Fufu… thank you.” (Alexandra)

When I draped the coat over her, she happily buried her face into it.

She seemed satisfied, which was a relief.

“By the way, where are you taking me tonight?” (Alexandra)

“That’s a surprise.” (Harold)

“Oh my.” (Alexandra)

When Xandra asked, I teased her, and she pouted a little in dissatisfaction. But that expression didn’t last long, and she quickly relaxed her cheeks.

And then…

“This place is…” (Alexandra)

The place we arrived at was a facility located in the center of the capital. It was the Baltian Church, which also happened to be Lloyd’s family home.

“Come on, let’s go inside.” (Harold)

“Y-yes…” (Alexandra)

Holding Xandra’s hand, I led her inside the church, where she looked slightly unsettled.

“We’ve been waiting for you.” (Monica)

“Haru! Xandra! You’re late!” (Casparleague)

Monica and Cas, who had arrived earlier, were waiting inside.

“W-what is the meaning of this? I thought tonight was supposed to be a date just for the two of us…” (Alexandra)

“I’m sorry. I lied.” (Harold)

Xandra, confused, stared at me as I stuck out my tongue and gave her a mischievous smile. Though a date for just the two of us would have been nice, we needed to make a proper vow.

“Haru-sama, please tell me your true intentions now.” (Alexandra)

“A-ahaha… right.” (Harold)

Standing before Xandra, who furrowed her brows, I gazed seriously into her sapphire eyes.

“Xandra, please listen. I need to tell you about a possible, terrible future.” (Harold)

I slowly opened my mouth and began to explain.

 

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Xandra… you may find this hard to believe, but there exists a certain story that closely resembles this world. In that story, I was one of the characters, known as the ‘incompetent bratty prince’. I was always flattering my older brother Cardis and taking out my frustrations on others, a truly despicable prince…

Well, you already knew that was true up until two years ago. But in the story, neither my personality nor my attitude ever improves. Even after entering the Royal Academy, I remaine the same.

Wilfred, who was the same age as me, also entered the Royal Academy. Unlike me, he was surrounded by companions he met there. And then, on April 5th of our second year, we were summoned by King Eibar to the audience chamber. Cardis and Raphael were there as well.

Shortly after, King Eibar appeared, accompanied by chamberlains and ministers, and made a declaration.

“The one who brings back the best fiancée shall become the next king.” (Eibar)

Everyone present was shocked, and the four of us princes were no exception. However, King Eibar’s will was firm, and thus we began a search for the world’s best fiancée. Even though both Cardis and I already had fiancées. I don’t need to spell it out for you. Yes… in response to King Eibar’s declaration, I, Harold, broke off my engagement with Alexandra ob Chevalier. I proclaimed it loudly, with a vile, twisted grin. You silently accepted it, and our engagement was formally annulled.

Yes… I truly am the worst kind of man. Naturally, your father, His Excellency Chevalier, and your brother, Cedric, were enraged. They rebelled against the kingdom and marched on the capital, but unfortunately, Wilfred’s efforts thwarted them, and the Chevalier Household was destroyed. You, too, were executed alongside His Excellency Chevalier and Cedric.

From then on, I constantly competed with Wilfred, vying for the affection of the women he set his sights on, only to lose to him every time. And after repeating such foolishness, I eventually… staged a coup and was swiftly executed.

“I won’t accept such a story.” (Alexandra)

At some point, Xandra’s sapphire eyes had turned a blood-red hue as she glared at me with a fierce expression.

She’s right. Such a story… no, such a future must never be allowed to happen.

“Just like in that story, I’ll likely be summoned by King Eibar next month, on April 5th. He’ll make that same declaration, ‘The one who brings back the best fiancée shall become the next king’.” (Harold)

“Haru-sama… do you intend to break off our engagement as in that story…?” (Alexandra)

Xandra’s voice trembled as tears began streaming from her crimson eyes.

“I don’t know. But I absolutely don’t want to break off our engagement, nor do I have any intention of doing so.” (Harold)

Even so… even if that’s how I feel, if the game’s force… compels me, I can’t deny the possibility that I might act in such a despicable way, against my own will. That’s why I’ve been thinking. How can I avoid starting such a miserable, tragic ending? And my answer is…

“Ah…” (Alexandra)

“Xandra… I love you more than anyone. That’s why… please marry me. Here, now, this very moment.” (Harold)

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