Over the past several days, His Highness has concerned himself with to an awfully strange degree.
Flowers and gems with handwritten letters attached arrive at my ho every day, whilst at the Academy, he calls out to without any hesitation whatsoever. Even if hes with soone else, hell break off his conversation to talk to .
For soone who always treated people equally, this truly was strange.
Liselotte, what kind of dress would you like to wear during Thanksgiving? Id like to match designs with my partner, but I also want to give you sothing new as well do you have anything particular in mind?
Hes still doing it. After classes, he told to join him in his carriage because he had sothing of the utmost importance to discuss, then asked such a thing. Is this really such urgent business?
So long as I do not have to wear so vulgar thing that detracts from His Highness dignity, then I am not wholly concerned. However, even should I say such a thing, naturally, you have sothing you wish to suggest?
As I calmly said such words without even a hint of charm, I desperately struggled to calm down the feelings in my heart.
Because the Riefenstahl manor in the capital is nearby the royal palace, we often go ho in the sa direction, but never together like this.
And just why was this carriage such a small thing? Wait just a minute arent we far too close to each other!?
Thats right, personally Id like us to wear sothing with gold. Because it would match the colour of my eyes, as well as your hair.
Saying that, His Highness took a lock of my hair and played with it between his fingers.
My hair, it will beco unruly, so please stop that.
As he drew nearer with that smile, my breaths beca more ragged and painful to squeeze out.
Ah, Im sorry about that. Maybe next ti, you wont mind it if I made your hair a little ssy, right?
Saying that, His Highness let my hair go. That wound-up lock of hair, one piece of a large body of work it takes three maids all morning to get ready, returned to its original form, but the words next ti only made more nervous.
Make it ssy? How, exactly?
Please stop playing gas with at once!!
Screaming that out as a strange thought almost entered my head, His Highness rely chuckled.
Ha hahaha! Ah, Im sorry, Liselotte. Youre just so cute, I couldnt help myself.
As His Highness said such an obvious lie, I glared at him.
It was unthinkable for to be called cute.
Often at various soires or balls, n other than His Highness will pay complints out of courtesy, but even then the only words people would use were terms like beautiful.
Knowing that Ill never be cute like Finne or Fabian was a sad thought all of its own.
Youre the cutest girl in the entire world, Liselotte.
Even as I scowled at him, His Highness still had that gentle smile on his face.
Im happy. Im ashad. Im sad. Im frustrated.
As a wave of conflicting emotions I couldnt understand flooded through , I tore my face away from His Highness and turned my glare to the scenery flowing by the carriage window.
Ahh, truly, its all just too sad, too frustrating and too painful.
Because the only reason that His Highness is so strangely concerned for these past few days, and even the words he spoke just now, all of it was surely borne out of pity.
Whats more, Ive been having those strange dreams again as of late, so its hard to even think normally.
Was he doing this out of obligation for our engagent? Or out of respect for the Riefenstahl family? Either way, I shouldnt raise any strange expectations.
Those words and smiles that made so frustratingly happy, I would only sink further into a hopeless love if I believed in them thats what I thought.
Ah, this dream once again?
Ive almost grown wholly apathetic to the nightmares that haunt my dreams.
Suspended in a darkness deeper than the abyss, where I cannot even talk or move, surrounded by hateful voices slithering past my ears a hateful dream.
You really arent a cute girl at all.
Yes, I know that. However, if one aims to be Queen, it is only natural to avoid showing weakness.
You arent loved by anyone at all.
No, I have a family who does.
Your everything will be stolen away by that child, Finne.
Unfortunately for you, on the contrary, she gives a lot every single day.
Isnt it frustrating?
No.
Isnt it sad?
No.
Isnt itenvious?
No.
There was once a ti when this snake-like voice had the power to move , but after having this dream ti and ti again, Ive grown used to it.
As per usual, I couldnt rebuke its words with my own, but I can hold my answers true within myself.
If only that child werent here havent you thought about it?
No. If that child wasnt here, then I truly would be sad.
I listened to its offensive drivel that once I couldnt bear to hear impassively. These spiteful words, I know that theyre only trying to hurt ?
You may love that man now, but in ti he too will surely change. He will take that childs hand in his, and cast you aside.
However, with those words, I couldnt simply let them be.
Dont be ridiculous!!
That person would never do such a thing!!
How hard he works every day, how much he tempers his own feelings, how much loneliness he has to withstand, how much he does for his country, how could you ever understand him!? How dare you judge him!?
How dare you try to make a fool out of him!?
Eh?
The voice stopped.
My anger, was it received?
My na is Liselotte Riefenstahl.
A proud daughter of the Riefenstahl family.
I shall beco the Queen to the Crown Prince, His Highness Prince Siegward.
In order to protect him, I was granted the favour of the Goddess.
At such a ti, in such a place, how could I not fight back for his sake?
As I told myself those words, I felt sensation return to my body that hung in the dark feelings returning to my fingertips.
Eh that cant be
That unpleasant voice seed upset.
Oh,so thats where you were.
Ah!
The owner of that despicable voice, the Ancient Witch, took a sharp intake of breath.
And now, Ill cut you down myself
Dont play gas with Ancient Witch
As I awoke in the morning, that murmur spilt out from my lips.
It escaped.
The mont that I finally opened my eyes to look at it, and took a step forward to cut it down, the owner of that voice fled and I awoke in my bed.
Ahh, honestly, how frustrating!
I scread that out in anger as I jumped out of bed.
No matter what you say, I will one day beco Queen of this country. I will marry Prince Siegward.
Even if he doesnt love , it doesnt matter to .
I will simply love him selfishly instead.
With that one-sided love, that unrequited yearning, I will do everything I can to support him, he who carries a countrys weight on his shoulders.
I will not lose. To Finne, to the Ancient Witch, to anyone.
But, in saying that, His Highness not understanding at least that much is it really is quite frustrating?
I rembered the past few days spent with my strange fiance.
Do not make light of my resolve, I will certainly overco this ancient witch; I wanted to tell him that. Rather, I should tell him. Then, these strange days that have been bad for my heart will surely co to an end.
With frustration and anger flowing through my chest, I made up my mind.
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