“Ugh…”
Sunlight streamed in through the gap in the curtains, and I woke up.
Ugh… I want to stay asleep like this…
I pulled the sheets over my head and burrowed in… but.
“………………Ah.”
That’s when I remembered what happened last night.
That’s right. I had, of all things, ended up sleeping together with Sandra.
I had vented all the negative emotions that had been piling up inside me.
And I wanted to be coddled by my beloved fiancée, who had embraced me.
In other words.
“Hmm… fumyu…”
…Well, she’s definitely sleeping next to me, isn’t she?
By the way, what was that “fumyu” just now? It’s super cute.
Ah, just so you know, I haven’t laid a hand on Sandra, okay?
I need to go through the proper procedures for that kind of thing. Believe it or not, I’m quite chaste… or so I’d like to think.
“Ah…”
What should I do? Our eyes met perfectly.
She’s probably confused about why we’re sleeping in the same bed… or so I thought!?
“S-Sandra!?”
“Fufu… Lord Hal’s scent…”
Sandra hugged my chest, enjoying the scent. What is this, some kind of roleplay?
“U-um, Sandra… shouldn’t we get up soon?”
Otherwise, my reason will reach its limit.
I want you to understand that fifteen-year-old Harold is basically a monkey.
“Muu… I don’t want to.”
“Eeeh…”
Pouting and expressing her dissatisfaction, Sandra moved from my chest… to my stomach, sniffing.
I absolutely have to defend my precious thing.
“Lord Hal, do you want me to stop?”
Sandra looked up at my face, asking.
There’s no doubt I want her to stop to avoid making a mistake, but the desire to have her continue until the end is rearing its head. What should I do?
“W-well, yes. Let’s do these kinds of things after we’re properly together.”
Alright, I somehow managed to win with reason.
I touched Sandra’s small shoulder and tried to get her to sit up… but.
“If you stop using honorifics like you do with Monica and Lize from now on, I’ll listen to Lord Hal’s request.”
Eeeh… Isn’t she the one making the request here?
But well, if it’s just stopping the honorifics.
“I understand… I, no, I understand. I won’t use honorifics with Sandra from now on.”
“Fufu! Thank you very much!”
“Whoa!?”
Sandra jumped on top of me and hugged me tightly.
I mean, I feel like the distance between us suddenly got closer, but I’m not imagining things, am I… what!?
“Noooooooooooo!?”
“Fufu, it’s a marking. Now Lord Hal won’t attract any bad bugs.”
Sandra just gave me a Kiss Mark on my neck.
Haven’t things progressed a little too much in just one night…?
Ah, by the way, Monica and Caz are peeking at us through the gap in the Door, grinning.
It’s too late to say anything now, so I won’t.
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“Well… let’s go.”
I tidied myself up, looked at myself in the mirror, and nodded.
From now on, I’m going to denounce Margaret.
For trying to eliminate me, her own son.
For trying to lay a hand on my Precious Thing.
“Monica, Caz.”
“Yes.”
“Yup!”
With Caz on my shoulder and Monica bowing respectfully, I left the room.
“Lord Hal.”
My beloved fiancée, who had been waiting in front of the room, gracefully curtsied.
“Yeah. Let’s go together.”
“Yes.”
Taking Sandra’s hand, I slowly walked down the corridor of the Royal Palace.
Our destination is, of course, the palace given only to the First Queen, Margaret, the Crystal Palace.
Today, for the first time since I was old enough to understand things, I will set foot in the Crystal Palace.
“…This is the Crystal Palace.”
Standing in front of our destination, I told Sandra.
Thanks to pouring out everything in my heart to her last night, my heart is so light.
So, I can endure accumulating new things again… or so I’d like to think.
“Lord Hal… have you forgotten what I said last night?”
“Of course not. But that’s only when we’re alone.”
I chuckled and whispered to Sandra, who was pouting and looking dissatisfied.
Also, I realized that it’s surprisingly easy to talk to her if I stop using honorifics. It’s a bit surprising.
“…It can’t be helped. Let’s finish this quickly and be alone.”
“Ah, haha…”
Looking at Sandra, who was full of enthusiasm, I gave a dry smile.
Will I be subjected to various things again like in the morning… but I’m a little looking forward to it.
So.
“Now that I’m inside, it’s not a big deal.”
I muttered as I entered the Crystal Palace.
The structure and decorations of the building are almost the same as other parts of the Royal Palace, and the furnishings don’t seem to be particularly special either.
By the way, there was a bit of a commotion with the guards when entering here.
Even if I’m the real son and the Third Prince, it seems they can’t lightly allow me to enter. In the end, I used my authority (I threatened them by saying, “I’ll report this to Lord Drake”), so they let me through smoothly.
At that time.
“Kyaaaaaaaaaaa!?”
…A Maid who happened to pass by screamed at me.
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