“Your Highness……….”
Cecilia’s expression faltered a bit as she looked at him. As he stared at her, Ian, who had a strange smile on his face, slowly opened his mouth.
“It would be better to postpone your tea meeting to next time.”
He gave a beautiful smile as he continued to speak.
“Filina is going to take a walk with me now.”
Filina burst into laughter at Ian’s words.
‘Who’s going to take a walk with who?’
It was all absurd. Even in the garden, he went around sweeping someone’s neck in a black-hearted manner.
‘Is he out of his mind?’
Ian pretended not to know Filina, who was staring at him with a ridiculous face. He just stared at Cecilia with a mean smile.
“Have you made an appointment with Lady Filina?”
Cecilia forced her tight lips up and asked calmly. Ian, who was staring at her, tilted his face at an angle and replied.
“Why do I have to make an appointment? I am the Crown Prince.”
Cecilia fell silent by the arrogant wordplay he had used. For there was nothing more to refute.
Filina wrinkled her brow as she stared at the two of them.
Perhaps Ian was trying to make Cecilia jealous.
She wasn’t sure if there was a need for such a scene anymore, but nothing ever happened between the main characters.
The only problem was that she, who had nothing to do with it, was caught in the middle.
“Then take care of yourself. Miss Cecilia.”
His golden eyes drew a thin line. Ian bowed gently to Cecilia, then straightened up and stared at Filina, who was looking up at him.
Her eyes, which had been bent like a crescent moon, now looked as if they had been looking at him emotionlessly. When he saw this, Ian said in a blunt voice,
“You don’t look happy.”
It was rather her expression that made him look uncomfortable about something.
Somehow, Filina could understand why.
It was probably because she didn’t have a face that smiled brightly like the other ladies.
Moreover, in the original story, Filina was very much in love with the Crown Prince.
The supporting characters were not very strong. No matter how important the villain was.
In the end, she was in a situation where she had no will and was killed by the hands of the Crown Prince. She was only saddened by what she had become.
Ian, who was looking down at Filina with a straight face, finally grabbed her wrist. It was the moment when she had no choice but to step away from him.
Cecilia, who was only blinking, opened her mouth in a panic.
“Huh, but isn’t it the duty of a gentleman to ask the lady’s opinion first!”
The expression on the Crown Prince’s face stiffened.
As long as she said that, he might suddenly turn into a bully if he tried to take a walk without Filina’s consent.
