“That is…”
Sandra, as if waiting for the perfect moment, noticed the two men and women heading towards the center as well, and couldn’t help but furrow her brow.
Ehh… Why are Wilfred and she… Marion, barging in at the same time…?
Well, I can understand Wilfred, who doesn’t have a single girl in the Royal Palace to escort, choosing Marion, his only Personal Maid, as his partner.
Or rather, I don’t understand why he’s even attending the Party in the first place.
…Well, whatever.
“Sandra.”
“Lord Hal…?”
“Honestly, I’m worried about whether I can dance properly since I can’t dance at all. So, please help me out, okay?”
Well, what I’m trying to say is, I want her to leave Wilfred and the others alone and focus on dancing with me.
Judging from her earlier behavior, it seems like she was looking forward to dancing together.
“Fufu… That’s right. I have to lead you properly, don’t I?”
“That’s right. So, I’m really counting on you, okay?”
“Leave it to me.”
The music starts, and we begin to dance.
Luckily, the song has a calm melody, so it doesn’t seem like it will require any intense steps.
“Lord Hal, keep it up!”
“Y-Yes!”
Perhaps thanks to Sandra’s Special Training, I’m surprisingly dancing well (self-praise).
But more than that.
“Fufu! Lord Hal! Lord Hal!”
“Sandra!”
Seeing Sandra’s genuinely happy expression, I feel equally happy, joyful, and blessed.
So much so that I swore to myself that I would seriously study dancing.
And then.
“I’m glad… I managed to dance all the way to the end…”
Filled with a sense of accomplishment and elation, I look up at the ceiling and smile.
Of course, while dancing, I didn’t have the protagonist and heroine on my mind at all.
“Lord Hal… you were wonderful.”
“If you’re going to say that, it’s Sandra. You led an amateur like me so wonderfully, and you were shining brighter than anyone else. I’m sorry to Frederica-jou, but the star of tonight is definitely you.”
“Oh my…”
Her cheeks flushed, looking embarrassed, Sandra’s lips curved into a smile.
As for me, seeing my ultimate fiancée like that makes my cheeks loosen up too. The people around me must think I’m such a sloppy man.
Then.
“Harold-anue”
Haa… Wilfred, why did you have to call out to me?
It ruins the precious afterglow.
Besides, in “EnHaza,” he’s the cause of my bad end, and Harold before regaining his memories of his previous life bullied the protagonist a lot, so it’s awkward as hell.
Not to mention Marion, the partner I drove away, I’m sure she doesn’t want to get involved with me either.
“…W-What is it…?”
“I apologize for the late thank you.”
“Thank you?”
As I ask cautiously, Wilfred bows deeply.
Huh? I have no reason to be thanked. What’s going on?
“Thanks to you, Brother, I was able to have a Personal Maid for the first time in my life.”
“…………………”
Wilfred puts his arm around Marion’s slender waist and speaks happily. But I think the distance between master and Personal Maid is a bit off.
And Marion is glaring at me silently. Since she was forced to take care of the ‘Tainted Prince’ who is of no help to the Shearer family’s revival, it’s only natural that she resents me.
“I-Is that so? Good for you.”
“Yes.”
I said something innocuous like that, but the fact that Marion became Wilfred’s Personal Maid was more than four months ago.
I’ve certainly been avoiding contact, but that doesn’t mean Wilfred has ever requested a meeting.
So, why now of all times?
“…Then, at least you should train your Personal Maid properly, shouldn’t you? Or… are you insulting my Hal-sama?”
“「っ！？ 」”
Sandra, who had been silent next to me, turned a sharp gaze towards the two of them.
Knowing her, she must have noticed Marion’s gaze and attitude, of course.
In the first place, the reason she ended up becoming Wilfred’s Personal Maid was because Sandra had caught her being rude to me.
“I apologize for the late introduction. I am Wilfred Well Dehauvalz. I hope we can get along.”
“I am Marion Shearer, Wilfred-sama’s Personal Maid.”
The two introduce themselves and bow.
But I felt that Wilfred was acting as if he was on equal footing with Sandra, or even higher.
Well, he is Royalty, after all.
“…I am Alexandra, the eldest daughter of the Chevalier family… Ah, there is no need to remember my name. So, from now on, please do not show your faces before me.”
Woah!? I never expected such harsh words to come out of Sandra’s cute mouth.
C-Could it be that Sandra harbors such a strong aversion to the fact that King Aival had an affair and she was born from it?
But she treats me, who is being called the ‘Incompetent Rascal Prince’ behind my back, so kindly, and I can’t possibly think that she is the kind of person who discriminates against people based on their origins…
“Oh? Did you not hear me? I said to disappear immediately.”
“…Brother, excuse me.”
Wilfred, with a bitter expression on his face, took Marion and left the scene, still facing Sandra’s absolute zero gaze.
…Ah. I should have at least asked why he was attending this Party.
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