As Isolra is soon returning to Etra, that arrogant attitude of hers is quite irritating in this awkward situation, despite her composed appearance.

‘Ah.’

Since Etra cannot reject Hillek’s proposal anyway, does Isolra not care about her intentions? Then, what was the reason for occasionally seeking Isolra out? Wasn’t there an interest in her?

‘Moreover, can these two really get married like this?’

Cahillen and Isolra glared at each other as if they were going to devour each other. To an observer, it might seem like a fight over a loved one rather than a soon-to-be-married couple having a dispute.

“Today is the first time I’ve heard Your Highness’s voice. It would have been fine not to know.”

Isolra twisted her lips.

“Then, you shouldn’t have asked.”

Cahillen raised an eyebrow.

“Oh, you’ve ignored me every time I spoke out of frustration.”

“I didn’t want to get involved in the conversation.”

“Then, why did you bother to respond today to someone you supposedly didn’t want to talk to?”

“There’s no need to tell you that.”

Their eyes moved here and there as if watching a ping-pong match.

With neither giving in, it looked like a showdown of swords, especially Cahillen’s attitude was entirely different from when he dealt with me. Though laid-back, there was a clear expression of annoyance.

“It seems quite unpleasant for Your Highness that I came here.”

“Fortunately, it appears that you are aware.”

As if saying, ‘Understood, now leave,’ Cahillen hinted at the door. In response to the clear dismissal, Isolra, instead, sat on the sofa. Cahillen raised an eyebrow.

“Since you’ve opened up, let me ask you one thing. Why did you bother coming here all this time?”

“I had matters to attend to.”

“You sat there like a stone, making people explode with anger without saying a word. What kind of matters could there be…”

Frowning, Cahillen looked at me. Then, he sighed.

“Thanks to Your Highness, I’m under pressure to get married from Etra, making the situation very difficult for me.”

Cahillen tilted his head as if asking a question. The endless quarrel seemed to be getting on his nerves.

“When I return to Etra, King of Hillek will send a marriage proposal to us.”

“That won’t happen.”

Cahillen cut in decisively. Isolra nodded.

“Yes, it seems that won’t happen.”

With that statement, Isolra widened her lips happily. Perhaps both had confirmed that there was no intention of marriage between them. It might not have any connection to the ongoing conversation.

Anyway, I never expected both of them to be so disgusted with each other. While Isolra’s intentions were unknown, I thought Cahillen had intentions of marrying her. But…

‘Even so, both of you will soon be married.’

I looked at the two of them with pity.
The king’s illness would worsen over time, and marriage was essential to succeed to the throne. To prevent Eric from taking the throne away, Cahillen would hold Isolra’s hand and raise the toast.

‘That’s your future.’

“I’m sorry, Renéolla.”

As permitted by Cahillen, I accompanied Isolra to the front of the First Prince Palace, and I smiled at her sudden apology.

“I like you, but I don’t love you as much.”

“…What?”

I wondered if Isolra had cursed me somewhere without my knowledge, but she kept saying more and more incomprehensible things.

“With you… Yes. It’ll be okay. Actually, if it’s not okay, what should I do? I’ve already fallen for you.”

“Princess, what on earth…”

“Still, it’s okay.”

Isolra, with her eyebrows wrinkled as if pondering something, suddenly seemed to come up with something and said.

“Your face is fine.”

It would have been better to wear a somber mask.

Isolra, with a sorry, remorseful, and oddly grateful look, held my hand.

“I may not be an easy man to let go of, but if by any chance we divorce later, or, no, if I can’t bear it and run away, find me. I’ll do my best to help.”

“I have no idea what you’ve been talking about since earlier.”

We haven’t even married, why divorce? Who am I getting married to? I couldn’t follow Isolra’s words.

“Just… thank you.”

Isolra stroked my hand.

“I’ll be leaving in a few days, but I’ll see you again soon, so I won’t say a long goodbye.”

I nodded. Yes, I would meet her again soon. Standing next to Cahillen at the wedding.

I bid farewell to Isolra without understanding why she looked at me so pitifully until the end.

“Isn’t the princess talking nonsense?”

Cahillen abruptly asked as soon as we returned to the office. Why are both of them cutting off the conversation so abruptly?

“What are you talking about?”

Cahillen, who had been staring at me with a penetrating gaze, turned his eyes to the documents.

“Nothing special was said.”

Did they deliberately make confusing remarks to frustrate people?

I looked at Cahillen, who was flipping through the documents without any response, with a lingering sense of disappointment. Then, suddenly, I remembered what Princess Isolra had said.

‘Wait a minute.’