Everything for the throne

Royal to commoner?

Alice: I assume the Prince is not here for some coffee and small talk.

Prince Felix: I need your advice on something.

Alice: You should seek advice from the nobles, Prince Felix. A humble commoner like myself may not be able to provide the counsel you seek.

Prince Felix: I've chosen to speak softly with you, as I'm the one with request. Please, let's keep this between us; you're the only one aware of this matter.

Alice: Is it regarding your love life?

She quoted as if she had known the reason from the start, Felix remained silent for a few moments, pondering how to articulate the problem.

Prince Felix: Once when I went to a vill-

Alice raised her hand, indicating him to halt. Felix looked at her, perplexed.

Alice: I'm not ready to sip my coffe listening to some love story. To the point, Prince.

Prince Felix: *sigh* She doesn't come from a noble lineage; rather, she's a simple village girl.

Alice: What advice are you seeking in this situation? Consult with the Emperor and arrange to bring her to the palace.

Prince Felix: I desire to spend the remainder of my life solely with her, experiencing happiness until the end.

Alice sneered at the nonsense spewed by Felix.

Alice: As a member of Imperial family, living happily with a commoner.

Prince Felix: Why shouldn't I? If a commoner can welcome a life of royalty, then why can't I embrace the life of a commoner?

Alice: People can welcome death, but they cannot wish to return to life

Felix looked at Alice helplessly. Alice sighed pushing Felix into more despair

Alice: Live your life as Felix, not as Prince Felix. Have a conversation with the Emperor, depart from the palace, and enjoy your life happily with your beloved as an ordinary man.

Prince Felix: You think that is possible?

Alice: If you wish to spare your lover from being ensnared in the throne's war, consider living with her as your mistress. It's a decision between the kingdom and love.

Felix stood up and walked out of the room without a word to say more

Prince Felix: Thank you, sister.

Alice smiled while taking a sip of her third cup of coffee.
Felix had barely left the room for five seconds.

Alice: Sneaking into a lady's room without permission can tarnish your reputation.

Alice remarked from her seat, remaining in the same spot. Prince Christian strolled in from the room's balcony and took a seat beside Alice, behaving as though he belonged there.

Christian: Suggesting the removal of the individual close to the throne under the guise of giving advice. What scheme are you plotting, my wife?

He said as he gently ran his fingers through her soft hair, which draped over the couch seat.

Alice: I have no aspirations for the throne. I was merely assisting the Prince in extricating himself from this conflict. And, importantly, I am still not your wife. Control your tongue and your thoughts.

Alice spoke as she directed the butter knife from the table toward Prince Christian's throat.

Christian: My dear Princess, If you genuinely enjoy slitting my throat, feel free to do so.

Alice looked into the blue eyes of Prince Christian, then traced down to his sharp nose and pink lips, which reminded her of the past when she was once loved by the Emperor who bore a identitical appearance. She gulped at his sculpted features, trying to maintain her composure as she spoke.

Alice: You think I wouldn't?

Christian: Would you?

Christian spoke in a raspy voice, wearing his usual smile.
Alice withdrew her hand and placed the knife on the table before making her way towards the bookshelf in the corner of her room.

Christian couldn't help but gaze at the beauty selecting a book in the corner, chuckling as he recalled the way she had held the knife to his throat, finding it oddly endearing. (wired man).