Chapter 20

“…I couldn’t help but listen to it more interestingly.”

“What… is it the content?”

“You said he overheard me ‘accidentally’ earlier, just that it’s just simple content.”

“I have been a slave to the dukes since childhood. Because of that, I have never read a fairy tale.”

Floris tilted her head for a moment, then spoke slowly. “The story always starts with a dragon, a monster, or something like that, kidnapping a princess of a country and imprisoning her in a castle.” Kagen did not take his eyes off her with black eyes and calmly looked at her coldness and listened to her words.

“The king who loved the princess promises wealth and honor to the hero who rescues her, and the hero—the hero, rescues the princess after all kinds of adversity, and along the way falls in love with the princess.”

“…..”

“And the king asks the hero who rescued the princess a wish, and the hero takes the princess as his wife and lives happily ever after. You have achieved wealth, fame and love.”

Floris briefly summed up the contents of the fairy tale and laughed to herself. “I love fairy tales like that, so I told the nanny to get all the books of the same kind. I’ve been reading it. It was when I was really young, but the nanny keeps wanting to treat me like a child, so I purposely mention that time.”

As if there was no more reason to talk anymore, Floris turned back and moved lightly. She climbed Mt. Rinobe without any hesitation because she was confident that she would never fall or be scratched by a tree branch. Such is a mistake made by people who fail to pay attention to their conduct. He was worried about her, who wouldn’t make a single mistake even if she went around the drawing room several times with a heavy book on her head

It wasn’t a variable. And Kagen was staring at her distant back.

Three years later, Floris came of age. Requests for visits from nobles filled with spirits in the duke’s family began to pour in. The royal palace coveted Floris, but there was no young royal worthy of Floris’s age, and the queen’s son who loved Floris was now ten years old. Moreover, Oscar had no intention of sending her to the royal palace. This was because Floris had been designated as Neviev’s successor from a very long time ago.

Aristocrats were raining down to visit Floris and they didn’t turn down any door, they all made an appointment and met in person. However, almost half a year later, no one had ever commented on her to Oscar, “I’m fine with this guy.”

Oscar basically told her to evaluate her mate, but she knew that the final decision rested with him anyway. However, there was a man visiting the duke’s house for the third time recently. It was the first time Floris had ever met a man three times, so when the servants got together, they were busy talking about it.

“The Count of Ethenburg? Seeing the two of you together, one could definitely feel like you are a pair of good men and women. “

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