“……Unfortunately, only Prince Cardis and Prince Raphael were at the meeting, so I couldn’t meet him.”
Eh… why is Sandra glaring at me with those dead fish eyes?
More importantly.
“W-well, I remember that boy from back then, but I never imagined it was Sandra…”
“I knew from the start that you wouldn’t recognize me. Anyway, thanks to dressing as a boy, the two princes declined the meeting, just as Father intended.”
Well, yeah, if a boy—or rather, a young lady in disguise, even if she’s still young—showed up at the meeting, they’d naturally back off.
Besides, back then, even Cardis and Raphael weren’t old enough to think about factions and such.
By the way, I don’t know why I wasn’t at that meeting… or rather, my mother, Margaret, probably never intended to have me there in the first place.
Cardis is the important one, not the spare.
“And so, I was able to avoid engagement with the other mob of princes, and I was able to get engaged to Lord Hal without any problems.”
“Ah, haha…”
Yeah, I can only give a wry smile at that.
“But, if that’s the case, then the child who first introduced himself as Harold was…”
“When I asked Father, he immediately knew it was Prince Wilfred.”
“Ah…”
Now that Sandra mentions it, she did say that the boy’s hair color was silver in her story.
Among the four princes, only Wilfred has that hair color.
“So that’s why you knew about Wilfred and hated him so much.”
“Of course. Just mentioning that scum’s name sullies my tongue.”
“O-oh, I see…”
Wilfred is a prince, albeit from a commoner mother. But in her eyes, he’s nothing but scum.
Still… why did Wilfred impersonate me and do such terrible things to Sandra?
I think it’s because he hates me, but when I was a child, I hadn’t bullied him yet.
So, at least I don’t think I did anything to be hated…
“So, let’s forget about that man from now on.”
“Ah, yes.”
I nodded immediately at Sandra’s words.
I was planning to avoid him from the start anyway.
“More importantly… do you remember this?”
“Ah…”
What she showed me was the handkerchief I gave her back then.
“This handkerchief you gave me is still my treasure.”
“U-um…”
Sandra hugs the handkerchief, her cheeks softening with happiness.
I can’t take my eyes off her expression, her gestures.
More than anything… my ultimate favorite girl, who held those memories close to her heart in my previous life, has become my fiancée, so I’m definitely the happiest, absolutely the happiest.
…No, that’s not it.
It’s not just her as a mob character like in my previous life, but because I got engaged and got to know the real Sandra, and I’ve become hopelessly attracted to her.
“Thank you so much for saving me back then. And… for seeking the Dragon’s Favor, this Alexandra is the happiest person in the world.”
“W-what is this ‘Dragon’s Favor’…?”
“Fufu… it doesn’t matter if Lord Hal doesn’t know. This is a vow only for me.”
I don’t know what she means by “Dragon’s Favor,” but when I see such a melting smile, I don’t care about the details, and it would be boorish to keep asking.
More than that, I…
“Ah…”
“Sandra, thank you for becoming my fiancée. I’m the happiest person in the world to have you as my fiancée.”
I took her small hand, kissed it, and conveyed my honest feelings.
I understand that I’m just a stepping stone in this world, called the “Incompetent Rascal Prince,” and that I, a virgin loner in my previous life, don’t look cool even if I make such an ikemen move, but still, I want to look cool at least at times like this.
“F-fua… I sometimes get worried that Lord Hal has had such experiences before…”
“N-no way! In the first place, you’re the only woman I’ve ever done this to in this world!”
I desperately try to explain to Sandra, who is blushing and looking at me with suspicion.
By the way, there’s a slight… no, a considerable misunderstanding in my words. I’ve never done anything like this not only in this world, but also in my previous life.
“Then, that’s good…”
“Ah…”
Sandra jumped into my arms and nuzzled my cheek.
Of course, I’ve never had a girl do this to me in my previous life either, so I’m sweating like crazy.
“Lord Hal… Lord Hal…”
For a while, I accepted Sandra’s nuzzling and cuddling, unable to move at all.
Eh? Do I hate it?
No way, it’s the best, isn’t it?
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