Marquis Hae Sa smiled and spoke.

“Your Highness doesn’t seem to have manners.”

Randolce said he had never seen Cahilern escorting anyone.

Come to think of it, when I first entered the Prince’s Palace, the palace servants couldn’t close their mouths when they saw Cahilern leading me to the restaurant with his arm. Before that, at the victory banquet, he stood like a statue with his fists clenched, showing no intention of dancing. Even before that, there was a record of him on the floor, like a child, playing around.

Randolce said he didn’t care about unnecessary appearances, but it seemed odd for someone in the position of a prince to behave so rudely, even if he wasn’t an ordinary noble.

No, perhaps it was because he was born noble that he could behave arrogantly.

I looked up at Cahilern, skillfully leading us while completely ignoring the people who muttered behind our backs. Cahilern, who claimed to have never seen him dance, surprisingly had quite impressive dancing skills.

“You dance well.”

“When I was young, my mother taught me by putting your foot on mine. Thanks to that, even if I change roles, I have confidence in dancing better.”

He gracefully turned the comment that said he couldn’t dance into a polite one. When he finished, Cahilern chuckled softly.

“Don’t waste that good skill. Share it with others. Everyone is watching only you.”

People who once looked at us with suspicious eyes when he led me to the dance floor for the first time swallowed their admiration at Cahilern’s skill.

It seemed unimaginable that the First Prince, who always rolled on the battlefield, could dance so delicately and elegantly. And he seemed to have a slight expectation when he asked me to dance.

However, throughout the three days of the ball, Cahilern did not dance with any other women except me.

In a ball where the number of men was small, it was etiquette to get on the floor with as many ladies as possible. Cahilern completely ignored that.

“While I was away for a moment, are you trying to hand me over to another man now?”

Accepting a dance and then being passed on felt like becoming a wife who bloomed even more after her husband has withered. Who the hell is this young-eyed guy, who obviously knows I’m right?

“Usually, it’s considered polite to dance with several people, you know.”

“I’m not interested in such manners. I don’t want to dance with any other woman, and I don’t intend to stand idly by watching you with another man.”

Cahilern cut me off with a snort as if telling me not to talk nonsense. It felt like he was just making a fuss and didn’t want to get involved. Even if I said something, it seemed like it would only make my mouth hurt, so I pretended to paddle a whale with a strained expression. Then he leaned in close and asked in a subtle voice.

“Is it okay if I dance this close with other women?”

“Well, of course…”

…Wouldn’t you feel uncomfortable?

I furrowed my brows as I briefly imagined Cahilern dancing closely with another woman and enjoying himself. Upon that, Cahilern laughed softly.
Not because I have feelings for Cahilern, but wouldn’t it be natural to feel uncomfortable seeing lovers dancing with someone of the opposite sex emotionally?

Of course, we won’t be dancing as closely as to feel each other’s breath, but there will still be a noticeable distance between us.

For the sake of domestic peace and low divorce rates, it was concluded that etiquette not applicable to married people should be maintained.

“It seems like you share the same thoughts as me.”

Cahilern, looking satisfied, suddenly rolled his eyes. At the end of his gaze, Floria appeared. Floria was already trying to stop the quite drunk Second Prince, who was staggering.

“What an eyesore.”

I nodded at Cahilern’s brief remark. The Second Prince showed signs of being drunk throughout the days of the ball.

Although Floria and the Queen were worried that there might be some trouble with other nobles, unfortunately, there were no particular scandals other than a slightly raised voice. Still, it was equally disgraceful.

“Did you talk about Lord Siez?”

“Yes. He showed interest.”

“It’s inevitable. But how could you not mention that the wife of Lord Siez is the actual owner of the Heitz Upper Estate?”

It was information even Cahilern, who had an information-gathering dark guild, didn’t know. I couldn’t say it was true as I had read it in the original work, so I shrugged my shoulders pretending not to know.

“I just happened to pick it up.”

“Did you even hear it from a fortune-teller? Judging by the fact that you even anticipate disasters.”

I subtly avoided his gaze, which seemed to be poking at me.

Talking to Floria about the Heitz Upper Estate was to block her financial resources.

Surely, if I did as I said initially, there would be a big problem at first, but the damages that struck the Hambert Territory would soon move to the Siez Territory.

As a result, the road connecting the north and the Siez Territory would be blocked, and the Lady Siez would suffer considerable losses.