Run Maelle!

Chapter 2

"That... ... Hmmm, the rumor that your Majesty is a great handsome man with platinum hair? Just like a god, beautiful like a lake?"

"Right."

"Certainly, it would be great if that were true."

"So, you don't get along with me!"

Maelle looked at Riella silently. Come to think of it, I thought that the part that Riella had been focusing on since before was not the emperor's ability or status, but only the face. um, maybe?

"Princess."

"Why?"

"Very well, if your Majesty isn't as handsome as the rumored one, what do you think? So... ... He was handsome, but what if he was moderately handsome?"

"What? I hate it! Then I won't married!"

The marriage is void, and Riella has declared a patoo for an undecided marriage. And Maelle looked down at Riella with a very hopeful expression.

The ruler of a powerful country, young, single, and capable, but only because he has a small face - that's not ugly, he's less handsome than expected - the emperor is being kicked by a pretty brain princess.

Ordinarily, it would have been just absurd remarks, but at this moment, Maelle felt like a cord.

'This is it.'

The reason Riella commits the madness of poisoning in her dream is because she has been savored by love. In other words, if she didn't fall for her emperor, it wouldn't happen in the first place.

What if Riella doesn't show any interest in the emperor? Then, she voluntarily dropped out at that time and returned happily to her home country. What an easy and simple way to save the country!

'You can't be good-looking. please don't be handsome God, please let all the rumors lie!'

Maelle offered the second prayer in the carriage. She was not interested in the gods during his lifetime, but in times like these, she finds them as a priority.

"I want to meet your Majesty immediately. I'm curious!"

"Me too."

Two statues and dreams appeared in a quiet space. The wagons with different wishes for the same person ran in various directions.

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Despite being given permission to do so, Maelle didn't really want to lie down on the seat prepared for her. Because she didn't want to be the same in the same space as Riella, leaving everything else.

But there is no business in front of fatigue. Maelle was 'How much left? when we arrive, or are there still far away?' Her triple attack robbed her of all her heart, and she ended up lying on her seat.

Of course, even after being exhausted, Riella's offensive continued. It was fortunate that the driver, who noticed the situation inside the carriage, speeded up at the last minute.

"I'm here."

So, after ten or three days, we set foot on imperial land. Maelle was overjoyed and took her first steps cautiously out of her carriage.

"What do you think? Is the air of the Empire different?"

"Is it possible?"

However, the air inside the carriage and outside the carriage is different. Maelle sighed heavily at her sense of liberation. Thirteen days was a short, ambiguous period if short, but in her sense, it was longer than a year.

Wow, the extreme experience carriage edition. I suffered, myself. Maelle secretly swallowed tears.

"But, Maelle."