“Sure, engagement… Huh? Engagement?! What are you talking about!”

Luhan, who had been absentmindedly picturing Latifa’s face, nodded abruptly at Irygos’s words and was taken aback.

Irygos, with a beaming smile on his face, began massaging Luhan’s shoulders, gently kneading them.

“It’s about your engagement, the news that you like. Grand Bazaar folks love talking about the royals.”

“W-what does that have to do with anything!”

“If you confess your feelings to her on the night of Merkatus, even if Tarak Prince led twenty elephants bare-chested, the people will only talk about Prince Luhan.”

“A-are you insane!”

Luhan, curious about her, was mockingly massaging Irygos’s hands that were soothing him.

But with his face already redder than the Grand Bazaar’s sun, he couldn’t deny that Cupid had visited.

“Your face turned as red as well-cooked crab. Amor has visited.”

Irygos couldn’t help bursting into laughter, clearly delighted that the prince I serve has grown from a boy to a sturdy man.

“Even if that’s not the case, it’s good for gaining popularity!”

“But Sharakh has already prepared dozens of outfits for Prince Tarak. Although it’s annoying, Sharakh’s insight is well known to Prince Luhan as well. Along with the popularity Prince Tarak will receive, the royalty income won’t be insignificant.”

Merkatus was a great opportunity for everyone, not just the princes. It was a place where traders from all over the desert showcased all their ideas, wanting to earn money.

Products that were popular at Merkatus one year would become a big trend, spreading across the desert and making a considerable profit.

“Last year, we made incredible jerky products by wandering around the livestock market with a famous chef. They sold like hotcakes under the name of Prince Luhan Basil.”

“Or maybe some provocative news. If you want to court her in a splendid restaurant or use special jewels, you could invest in a good restaurant or a jewelry store. Everyone will want to follow Prince, so.”

“Hey, I don’t want to exploit my genuine feelings for her politically.”

“But women like being openly courted in public places.”

“I can assert that she dislikes it.”

Luhan said decisively.

He could be sure because he witnessed a maid working in the palace striking a guard who openly courted her with a loud slap.

“She likes it.”

“She doesn’t.”

“That’s for commoners. Handsome and wealthy Prince will undoubtedly be liked. Considering Prince’s personality, it seems unlikely for you to court her without any atmosphere.”

Luhan grimaced at Irygos’s continued flattery, wondering if he didn’t feel so bad about it.

“With the tantalizing fragrance of musk and the lingering scent of Ilan flowers on the night of Manwol, gently placing your hand on her waist, saying, ‘I will give you the royal blessing, will you accept it?'”

“Ugh! It’s too artificial!”

Luhan couldn’t bear to listen to Irygos’s words until the end and thrust his head into a pile of cushions, not wanting to hear any more.
“This is all about life and death, Your Highness! You must listen! Among Palaiystra’s disciples, those who didn’t heed my advice have never succeeded!”

Luhan, like a worm beaten with salt, grimaced and Irygos, feeling more confident, forcibly pulled out the cushions and continued his annoying words.

“When Prince Luhan says, ‘You, my Amor,’ and she responds with ‘Kya! I like you, Prince Luhan!'”

“Kya, Prince Luhan is what!”

“Your Highness, I have prepared what you mentioned.”

“Ugh!”

At that moment, upon hearing the servant’s voice from behind, the two raised their heads from the sofa.

“We have prepared all the presents for General Hades’s Fraulein initiation.”

“Irygos, step aside. Now, where are those?”

Luhan smoothed his voice and hair, asking.

“They are safely stored in the Prince’s palace warehouse. They are ready to be sent to General Hades on the day of the initiation.”

“Good. Can’t neglect my dearest friend’s joy.”

Luhan said with genuine joy.

“Alright. Good work.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

“Ah, that Fraulein. Quite a spectacle. To receive gifts for Prince Luhan and Princess Asti’s initiation, it’s more luxurious than most desert inhabitants.”

Listening to Irygos’s murmurs, Luhan returned to a dignified expression and began his work again.

“So, at that moment, Suriya hugged Harsept! Oops…! Father, are you sleeping now?”

Asti, pouring maple syrup onto a long, thin cheese pastry resembling a silky thread, was startled when she saw Rashid’s face.

Of course, the scene Asti was explaining was a heartwarming scene of old lovers reuniting, but it was the first time Rashid shed tears.

Ignoring the sticky hands covered in maple syrup, she didn’t care and nestled into Rashid’s arms, gently stroking his cheeks.

“Oh, our little candy is kind.”

Rashid, wiping away a single tear from the corner of his eye, embraced Asti tightly.

“No one knew the touching story of the reunion of the heroes Harsept and Suriya?”