“How is life in the First Prince’s palace?”

Floria asked, setting down her teacup.

“He’s rumored to be eccentric. Isn’t it challenging to serve him?”

“Yes, it’s not easy to cater to his picky taste.”

I answered almost involuntarily. While I had criticized Cahillen a few times to win Floria’s favor, this time it was genuine.

“By the way, there’s something else I’d like to tell you, Your Highness.”

“What is it?”

“It seems the First Prince has no intention of marrying Princess Etra.”

I brought up the topic she would be most interested in.

“Last time, you mentioned that the First Prince seemed interested.”

“Yes, I thought so too, but when Princess Etra visited the First Prince’s palace, it didn’t seem that way. He even bluntly told her that he had no intention of marrying her.”

“Come to think of it…”

Floria tilted her head as if recalling something.

“On the day Princess Ezoila returned to her homeland, the First Prince didn’t come out.”

When asked if he should have gone to bid farewell to Ezoila, he made an expression that genuinely couldn’t understand why, like, “Why would I?” Remembering Cahillen, who had shown such an expression, I nodded.

At that time, I wanted to ask why he had gone out to meet her when he first arrived in the kingdom, but I had neither the strength nor the courage to open my mouth.

‘At that time, did he have thoughts of marriage, and now, have they disappeared?’

“I don’t know if King Father will insist on the marriage, but it’s certain that neither of them has any thoughts about each other now.”

Floria hid a satisfied smile behind her teacup. It seemed pleasing that Ezoila didn’t come to the palace.

However, things wouldn’t go as she thought.

The marriage of the two, who now seemed suspicious to each other, is one of the important settings in the original work. Moreover, since the king’s illness is expected to worsen soon, Cahillen had no choice but to find a marriage partner.

‘But what if the two really don’t get married? How will this novel unfold?’

I thought of the two who showed discomfort toward each other like a dog and a monkey. There was no atmosphere for them to be married soon.

“Could it be that the First Prince harbors feelings for another woman?”

“I don’t think so.”

I immediately raised my head at Floria’s question. Even though I had been by his side from dawn to night, I had never seen him meeting with a woman.

I glanced at Floria subtly. The subtle scrutiny that she had been conducting seemed to have softened. I inwardly heaved a sigh of relief that the information I brought pleased her.

However, Shanna still had an unpleasant expression. Blinking my eyes innocently towards her, who was silently glaring at me, she narrowed her eyes suspiciously and asked.

“Are you keeping the doves well?”

“Of course. Why are you suddenly asking?”

“They are instinctively attached to their homes. It’s strange that it’s so quiet here.”
“Your Highness, you must have considered and sent me here. I’m treating it very preciously.”

I replied with a smile, lifting the teacup. However, I was a bit surprised as well. Despite Shanna having flown over to my side several times and thoroughly examined every aspect of my daily life, I had expected her to have laid everything out in detail.

‘Is it because she’s scared of Cahillen?’

She must have developed a trauma, thinking he might snap my neck like a twig at any moment. I nodded inwardly, recalling the doves trembling with their wings.

“Maybe it’s because you left the cage door closed.”

“Smart birds like them can easily open and close the cage door.”

Shanna looked at me suspiciously.

‘No, why is she so suspicious? Floria is quiet too!’

Should I leave the cage door open a bit? There was no need to apologize for anything specific, so it should be fine.

“Heise! Heise!”

Calling for someone with a nonexistent name, my calling was about to become a dying chant.

Damn it, at least respond now.

Sylvia, who had been diligently working to prevent another outburst from the mild Sylvia, was filling the land around the separate building, calling the name of the invited queen. I suddenly sighed, wondering what nonsense I was doing now. It wasn’t even like finding a needle in a haystack.

‘When they say nature, isn’t everything part of it? The stars floating in the sky are also nature, and the air I’m breathing now is nature too. Damn it.’

‘If I knew exactly what the source of the fairies was, it wouldn’t be so frustrating.’

Feeling overwhelmed, I sat down on the floor and leaned against the tree.

Whether it was because of the thorough cleaning I had done so far, the ghostly place did not emit the cozy atmosphere one would expect. There was a silent stillness flowing in the separate building. Being alone in such a spacious place suddenly became frightening, so I stood up from my seat.

In case someone finds it strange, I left the separate building dimly lit, revealing only a few lights on my back.