Not a Virgin B*tch

Chapter 4

Male Lead's Perspective

I was born as the Third Prince of the Kingdom of Maduara.

The country was rich in soil, and the land was filled with magicians. Therefore, food, clothing and shelter were more stable than in any other country.

It was rumored that the Prime Minister had been keeping an outstanding magician around, and that they've invented a number of magic tools that have left their mark on history.

If there's one magic tool that I know of, it's the projector that captures the entire scenery as it is. Unlike a painting, it is a handy tool that projects the image as it was in reality. It's expensive, so there aren't many of them on the market, but there are stores in the city that specialize in using them, and most people go to the stores to take a portrait of themselves.

The Marquis of Lavona Household, who produced the current Prime Minister, bore great numbers of children with high magical power. And his son, Incentral Lavona, had the greatest magical power in the country. Moreover, he had a womb that could produce children.

The adults were overjoyed and immediately ordered a marriage with me. This was the result of their desperation to preserve the enormous magical power in the royal bloodline.

I'm the Third Prince and third in line of succession to the throne. I have a fair amount of official duties as a member of the royal family, but my two older brothers were still alive and smart enough that killing them would not affect me.

Not much was expected of me as the future head of the family. I thought it would be easy, but when I found out that my role was to make babies, I fell into despair.

I was told by my father, His Majesty, and the ministers that I was to produce a child with superior magical powers together with Incentral.

I thought to myself at a very young age, 'What are they talking about, we're not livestock.'

When I turned 15, I entered the Royal Academy, where I met a boy who was originally a commoner, but had been adopted by a Viscount because of his magical power.

His chestnut-colored curly hair and charming face were adorable.

His slender body, one head smaller than mine, was also attractive.

If I had to bear children, I wondered if the wrong person had been chosen. I thought that I would rather marry the charming and lovely Nord than Incentral, whom I had never met.

A month later, Incentral came to the royal capital and a meeting was held.

The first time I saw Incentral, my first thought was that he looked like a doll.

Even though he was the same age as me, he was as small as a child, with a face smaller than my palm.

As I learned later, the rare hair called pink blonde, was beautifully groomed and loosely tied behind his head.

His white porcelain face was very beautiful, and his body was so ethereal that it looked like it would break with just a small touch.

His puffy little lips were a shiny pink, boasting a beauty I had never seen anywhere else. Incentral, who looked at me vaguely, was expressionless, looking like a doll. However, the moment his big champagne pink eyes, which did not know where to focus, put me in sight, it shined like jewels.

Incentral who had looked lifeless like a doll, became human. It was strange to say, but that's what it looked like to me.

The sparkle in his eyes seemed so strange that I frowned.