“I took the liberty because some guy was approaching my fiancée so boldly.”
“…”
“Moreover, I never imagined that you, Your Highness, would act in such a manner.”
Harry silently glared at Eric, who was politely bowing yet smirking.
Even if Harry’s actions seemed inappropriate, Eric’s behavior was unacceptable for a prince.
Nevertheless, unable to respond to his courteous apology, Harry closed his mouth.
‘Because I don’t know anything. Or is it because I don’t know…’
Swallowing an internal sigh, Harry bit his lip.
Then his eyes met Alicia’s.
She looked confused, shifting her gaze between him and Eric.
“Eric.”
Quietly, Alicia grabbed Eric and calmed him down before turning her gaze to Harry.
Her eyes, filled with worry and uncertainty, made Harry feel that he couldn’t stay any longer.
“It seems the timing isn’t right. Let’s talk when we can do so comfortably.”
Harry softly spoke to Alicia before walking away.
As he passed Eric, he briefly glanced at him.
“Can the Count keep his promise?”
“?”
Confused by the incomprehensible words, Eric watched as Harry disappeared from his sight.
He looked at Harry’s retreating figure for a moment.
It wasn’t quite a threat, nor was it a warning.
“Eric.”
When Alicia called him and grabbed his arm, Eric turned to her with an unaffected smile.
“Eric, what did the Prince say?”
“Nothing at all.”
“But just before—”
“That’s an issue with His Highness.”
Firmly holding Alicia’s hand, Eric spoke.
“The intermission is almost over. Shall we go back?”
“Ah, yes.”
Though reluctant, Alicia replied and followed Eric.
Both her mind and heart were in turmoil.
Harry wanted to talk. He had something to ask.
It wasn’t oppressive or threatening.
So why didn’t she want to listen?
Why did she unknowingly step back?
“Don’t worry.”
“Huh?”
As if sensing her emotional state, Eric smiled warmly.
“Even if you’re the Crown Prince, you can’t take liberties with me. You should not belittle the House of Gloucester.”
“······That’s not it—”
“?”
“Don’t worry. Because you are here.”
Alicia smiled and squeezed the hand that Eric had grabbed.
Compared to his hand, Alicia’s was small and delicate, so it didn’t seem like she was applying much strength, but for Eric, that was enough to feel reassured.
“Hmm, so Alicia.”
“?”
“Do you have to watch the opera until the very end?”
The moment Alicia was about to open her mouth, her face slightly flushed due to Eric’s subtle tone—
Crash—!
One wall of the opera house collapsed with a loud bang.
The sound of people coughing from the dust created by the collapse filled the air.
“It’s a monster!!!”
“Ahhhh!”
Upon hearing someone’s scream, Eric’s expression changed in an instant.
Words failed him.
In any case, they couldn’t watch the opera until the very end.
“Eric.”
“It’s okay.”
However, the situation wasn’t favorable for dealing with the monster.
Since it was an event attended by the royal family, carrying weapons was prohibited, and it would take at least 15 minutes for the knights to arrive at the opera house.
The only people available to fight were a few members of the royal guard, whose primary duty was security, and a few security staff of the opera house; whether they could effectively combat the monster was uncertain.
“Alicia. I have to go. You should head the other way.”
“Eric.”
“I believe that I’ll return safely, so don’t worry about me. So, you don’t worry about me either.”
“Understood. I’ll also believe that I’ll return safely, so please be careful.”
As if making a promise, Alicia nodded her head.
Having kissed the back of Alicia’s hand he was holding, Eric slowly moved away from her.
“I’ll go.”
“Be careful.”
As the distance between the two increased, the hands they were holding, the last fingers that touched, also drifted apart.
Soon, Eric turned and ran toward the collapsed wall.
Alicia also watched his retreating figure for a moment before grasping the hem of her dress in both hands and running in the opposite direction.
She had promised Eric, so she had to return safely.
No matter what happened.
“How touching. It’s good to be young.”
In a small space where the pillars and ceiling of the opera house met, and where grotesque statues were placed, sat a man in a black robe.
“It’s going to be harder later on. Maybe I should comfort her if I get a chance. She’s quite to my taste.”
And with that, he chuckled.
As he laughed, the red ring on the man’s hand began to glow ominously.
Male lead reborn without memories — but he still falls for her.
The person he finds displeasing in this life turns out to be his cherished wife-master in previous life…
Xie Zhi and Fang Xianxing who had known each other for less than three days through a blind date sat in the same car in front of the civil affairs bureau. They had a disagreement and failed to get married.
Xie Zhi immediately took out his phone, slid through his contacts, and randomly selected the next marriage candidate.
The woman snatched his phone and hung up. Looking at his phone wallpaper, she awkwardly changed the subject: “An ancient painting, eh? It looks pretty good, it’s just that the person in the painting looks a bit like me.”
When he heard this, he sarcastically mocked her for being so delusional, completely unaware that, the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Wen Ru, the famous prime minister of Yuan Shun whom he most admired…
The female CEO who doesn’t want to get married with a divorce agreement in hand × The male archaeological researcher who will only get married if he’s sure he can get divorced
