My Body Has Been Possessed By Someone

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Argon chose the recently popular outdoor banquet.

Beads of light made of magic stones hung on the table and throughout the trees, illuminating the night.

'Pretty. It looks like there are stars on the trees.'

Prince Argon welcomed the guests inside the Eastern Continent-style pavilion, lounging on a large golden silk cushion.

'That's a bit too formal...?'

Argon was like a lazy animal. Two or three of the top buttons of his shirt were undone, and his platinum hair was disheveled.

Kanna had a hunch at the shockingly loose appearance.

'It is clear that Prince Argon is not interested in the throne."

Otherwise, there's no way he wouldn't manage his image to that extent.

"Look at His Highness the Prince."

"You're so handsome!"

"Aaaah, isn't he cute today?"

"Look at that messy hair. I want to comb it for him."

Strangely enough, it seemed to have a strange charm that appealed to some noble ladies.

"Happy birthday, Your Royal Highness."

As Kanna approached, Argon's mouth opened.

"Oh."

"Yes?"

"Pretty."

"It is an honor, Your Highness."

Kanna answered without embarrassment.

"Why don't you be careful when you pass through the garden? I'm afraid that all the flowers I worked so hard to prepare will wither because of the Duchess."

This complement is even greater. Although she got goosebumps, Kanna calmly said,

"Thank you."

'Because I paid some attention today."

Her hair was neatly pulled down, and a headdress made of tightly woven pearls hung down. The white pearls scattered on the black hair looked like scattered starlight.

"Why don't we sit here and chat for a while? This chair was imported from the Eastern Continent and is very soft. Would you like to sit down and have a look?"

At that time, Kalen, who was standing next to him, drew a line without hiding his displeasure.

"I will leave now, Your Highness."

"Okay, bye-bye, Sir. The Duchess is a little more..."

"Your Highness, I'm sorry."

"You didn't ask Sir?"

Then he closed his eyes, smiled, and put a hookah in his mouth.

"Furthermore, if I'm not mistaken. I believe Lord Callen is not the Duchess' nanny, but her younger brother."

"As you know, she is not used to parties. As a younger brother, this is something I can help her with."

"Oh. really? So ma'am, will you dance with me? Right now, this dance song just happens to be my favorite."

"It hasn't been long since my sister woke up from her sick bed. She hasn't recovered enough to dance, so please understand."

Kalen was putting up a truly impeccable defense.

'It's too harsh.'

Kanna was embarrassed by the overly blatant warning.

"That's amazing. Anyone who sees it will think that Young Lord is her husband."