A Story Of The Crown Prince From A Servant’s Point Of View
In Arc 1, a few days after Arnold kissed Rishe.
It’s been a long ti since Oliver beca Arnold’s squire.
For Oliver, who was born into a family of knights but had his way cut off by an injury, Arnold, who found him, was a master whom he could serve without a second thought.
To the extent that if there was no other choice, he would willingly sacrifice his life for him.
So, for his master’s sake, he would advise him like no others could in their fear of Arnold.
Making up his mind to ask a question of that nature on this day as well, Oliver opened his mouth.
It was just as Arnold was reading through a troubleso docunt and finished a stroke of disagreent.
“Eh, speaking of which, master. Has anything unusual happened to you lately?”
“Nothing.”
After receiving the papers from Arnold, who answered flatly, Oliver argued further.
“I don’t think there’s nothing. There’s obviously sothing wrong with you.”
“What? If you’re going to interfere with my work, get out.”
“You haven’t seen Rishe-sama for a few days now.”
He tried to cut straight to the point, but Arnold continued reading the docunts silently without batting an eyelid.
When he was looking down, his long eyelashes were accentuated and his good looks were highlighted, even though he was a man.
Arnold’s appearance was so perfect that it looked even more like a contrivance.
Most won were smitten by his looks, but as far as Oliver knew, there was one girl who was quite formidable.
How ironic, since that person, of all people, was to beco his wife.
“Has it been since my lord went to the chapel the day before yesterday with a letter from Rishe-sama? What in the world has happened to you? Up until now, you’ve gone to check on her from ti to ti, and when it was impossible for you to do so, you even forced to go.”
“…”
“Despite the reports from the knight guards, you are quite worried about your wife, aren’t you? She’s only just arrived in the castle, so you must be feeling anxious too.”
“…”
Arnold picked up a pen and signed at the bottom of the docunt.
After that, he said, still without changing his expression.
“For the ti being, I won’t be visiting the detached palace.”
“Oh. Why?”
Has he lost interest in that girl so soon?
Although he thought so, Arnold’s reply was sothing Oliver hadn’t expected at all.
“It’s because sothing unconscionable was done.”
“Yeah?”
He couldn’t swallow the words that had been said so quietly, so he confird.
“… Unconscionable, by whom?”
“I did, to her.”
“You did, to Rishe-sama?”
After a few monts of silence, Oliver scread with all his might.
“Thats… AHHHHHHH?!”
“Shut up!”
Arnold frowned and glared at Oliver.
An ordinary being might have been frightened and so terrified that they might not even be able to speak, but Oliver was different. Arnold knew this as well, so he had no reservations about it.
“How can I shut up!!! Oh, what did you an by unconscionable?! I don’t understand; I an, what did you do? Don’t tell … My lord, you haven’t had your wedding yet!!”
“I haven’t gone that far. You’re so noisy.”
Since the situation didn’t seem to be irreversible, he patted his chest for the ti being.
However, what he told him was still shocking.
“That’s the end of it.”
“No, no, no, that’s not the end of it.”
Oliver knew that the second prince, Theodore, had contacted Rishe that day.
Even he had been suspicious of the letter from Rishe that was sent shortly afterwards. Arnold said he would respond to it, but he barely imagined that the ‘unconscionable’ thing occurred after that.
But again, why on earth did he do that… Was he trying to keep His Highness Theodore in check by showing his favor to Rishe-sama? Or could Rishe-sama possibly… No, I don’t think that’s right, but…
As an elder and a squire, it was clear to Oliver what should be done.
“My Lord, have you properly apologized to Rishe-sama?”
Arnold ignored him and continued his work.
Have a jolly weekend! Take care always ^_^
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