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Second Prince Asks Very Insistently
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“So then! Could you arrange a chance for me to meet your friend, Lady Liliana?” (Raphael)
Yes. Raphael is, unexpectedly, aiming for Liliana. I thought about it, but… well, upon further thought, Liliana is the protagonist of ‘Galhaz’, and Raphael is one of the potential love interests. So, it’s not strange for Raphael to develop feelings for Liliana… right? But then again, how did Liliana raise Raphael’s affection for her?
“Um… could you tell me why you chose Liliana…?” (Harold)
“Ah, ah…” (Raphael)
Raphael fidgeted somewhat, then passionately spoke about his feelings for Liliana.
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(POV switch – Raphael)
It was about a year ago when I first started becoming aware of her. The trigger was when Lady Liliana dropped her handkerchief, and I picked it up.
“You dropped your handkerchief.” (Raphael)
“Ah! Thank you very much!” (Liliana)
At that time, she seemed somewhat clumsy and didn’t even recognize that I was the second prince. Up until then, I had been deeply involved in the dirty side of the royal palace, fighting with Cardis over the throne, seeking revenge against Margaret who had disrespected my mother… But she, who was so carefree and innocent, was refreshing to me.
After that, I saw her becoming friends with Harold and spending time with him, which made me a little jealous. Even so, whenever she was alone, I would actively try to speak with her. By then, I guess I had already fallen for her.
But the real turning point in becoming aware of her was when she lent me an umbrella in the rain. That was around the time Wilfred had started rising to power, receiving the favor of the king, and some of the nobles from my faction had switched sides to his. Although my ties with powerful nobles were solid, it wasn’t as much of a blow, but I was still worried. Regardless of the throne, if this continued, I wouldn’t be able to take my revenge on Margaret.
As if she could see through my frustration, Lady Liliana appeared, and she lent me her umbrella, even though I was drenched in the rain.
“Your Highness Raphael, you’ll catch a cold if you stay like this.” (Liliana)
“…Shut up.” (Raphael)
“Why are you pouting? Come on, please smile like you always do.” (Liliana)
Even though I treated her more roughly than usual, she still treated me the same, showing me a smile. Before I knew it, all my worries and frustrations had disappeared.
“Well then, I’ll be taking my leave now.” (Liliana)
“Eh…? Lady Liliana, the umbrella…” (Raphael)
“I can’t have Your Highness send me back, can I?” (Liliana)
With a bright smile, Miss Liliana ran off, leaving the umbrella behind and heading to the dormitory. She lent me the umbrella, not caring that she would get soaked.
I kept my eyes on her back as she disappeared from view.
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(POV switch – Harold)
“…So, that’s why. I will do anything to make her my fiancée. No, I can confidently say she is ‘the best fiancée in the world’.” (Raphael)
“…” (Harold)
What exactly am I hearing? I can easily imagine that each of the stories Raphael shared is one of the events that raises the affection of a ‘Galhaz’ character, but still, hearing about my half-brother’s love life makes me feel like I might throw up. And besides, it’s Liliana we’re talking about? The sight of her flirting with someone is completely unimaginable, given her love for meat above all else.
“Harold! Please! If Lady Liliana becomes my fiancée, I’ll give up the throne! N-no, if she wants me to become king, I’ll accept that… but anyway, please give me that opportunity!” (Raphael)
“Yeah…” (Harold)
Honestly, I think if you just gift her a mountain of meat, she’ll warm up to you right away, don’t you think? Of course, the engagement ring should be made of meat too.
“Xa…Xandra…” (Harold)
“…” (Alexandra)
“Huh?!” (Harold)
Despite me calling her, Xandra looked away!? Does that mean Raphael’s wish is really that high-difficulty!?
“Please! You’re the only one I can rely on!” (Raphael)
The hands gripping my shoulders tightened even more.
It hurts, it really hurts.
“Understood, I’ll think about it…” (Harold)
“Please, I’m counting on you! It’s a promise!” (Raphael)
I answered while turning my face away from the pain and pressure, and Raphael kept pleading desperately, his eyes bloodshot.
Hah… if I had known this was going to happen, I should’ve played ‘Galhaza’ more seriously… Also, Monica, stop laughing so much just because it’s not your problem. Remember this.
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