The Me Who Wants To Escape The Princess Training

"Isn't Maria going to marry Prince Louis?

"You won't."

It was answered instantly. Poor Prince Louis.

"Good face, I have money, all the way to myself. Wouldn't it be nice if the conditions were the only ones?

"Age would be out"

I knew it was there. Ah.

Maria is seventeen years old, just like me. Prince Louis is thirteen. I don't think that's a problem because the age difference is four years old, but right now thirteen isn't a good idea. It reeks of crime. I can't go out with a man of that age either. Perhaps if Master Clark was that age, he would have fled the country.

"What would you think of me if I accepted His Highness Louis' proposal now? She's a witch with a young innocent boy in her hand."

Well, I guess so. Thirteen is clearly still a boy. If an adult woman and a boy get married...... they will think so. I think so too.

"Why is Prince Louis asking me to marry you?

"I don't know either. 'Cause I was beside His Highness Louis for about three months, right? Because my parents soon collapsed."

I wonder what happened in the last three months. I want to know, but I can't go ask because I'm terrified that I think that long story will start again when I hear it.

I thought so and asked Maria, but she doesn't know. A mystery.

"If Prince Louis was nineteen and Maria was twenty-four or something, he might still have made it."

"Right. But twenty-four means my wife is late..."

Maria looks far away. I'm sure you have a feeling I'm going to be late for my wife. 'Cause Prince Louis is doing everything in his power to crush Maria's fringe, and he's manipulating it not to see a man.

It would also have to do with age that Prince Louis planned Maria's abduction. Seventeen is exactly the right age for marriage.

"What should I do..."

Maria is seriously starting to worry.

"Poor Maria..."

"Princess Wang..."

"You finally figured out the thoughts I tasted?

"You don't comfort me!

Properly provides me with tea while I seem to regret it. Professional.

Great for an idyllic cup of tea, indulgence or fish fishing in the courtyard. I feel Maria watching me hatefully snoozing in the warm sun.

"Negrije Shinji."

"It's not my fault."

"No, it's usually Lady Wang's fault, isn't it?

"That stupid prince is just doing it on his own. It's none of my business"

"I taught you the existence of Negrije, Princess Wang, didn't I?

"I didn't teach you. I rolled it up."

"Same thing, isn't it!?

"I want to roll Maria's freshly undressed."

"So, oh, oh, oh!

Maria backs off as she screams at the voice that suddenly screams out. Prince Louis doesn't look offended, he snuggles closer to Maria.

"Maria, it's lovely today"

"I hope you don't come near me."

"I love you too where you can't get along"

"I don't love you"

"It's okay, as long as you have my love"

"It doesn't make sense -!

Maria ran out. But she's at work, so this is the only courtyard she runs around. Professional.

Beautiful boy looking to enjoy the chase with Maria in the courtyard. I put my mouth on the tea thinking it's eye care because it just looks good.

"Ha... I want to go back to my country..."

Lyle was there when she heard voices from behind and looked back.

"You're not well."

"You'll lose your energy, too. Every time you send it to Maria, you can find it, but tell me what makes the woman happy. I push you to leave it up to you to deal with your native country, and the end of the sentence is to arrange for Negrije..."

That's a hard thing to do. It's tough being a squire. I'm glad I'm a lady.

Still, I'm supposed to be here to study, but I'm not looking like I'm learning anything else just chasing Maria's ass. Is it okay? I guess that's good. I'm sure.

"All, even this treat will cheer you up"

"Thank you......"

That's what I say. I give Lyle the cookies that were on the plate. Lyle carried it to his mouth as he thanked him - and blew it out.

"Ugh! Ho! Ugh!

"Dear Clark, I tried to make it for threats. How about that?

"What do you say? It's not! Don't use people as experimental benches!

"Spicy cookies. What do you think?

"It's the hardest and worst! It sucks."

"I did it. You did the best you could."

"Nobody's ever been nice to me!

Lyle is calling something, but it's not what I found out. A shadow covered my head thinking about how to feed my successful work.

"Letty."

Oh, this is a bad time voice.

I slowly looked up over my head.

"Good day, Master K, Clark?

I'm not in the mood.

I guess so. You're angry. But why?

"Letty."

"Yes!"

"I didn't say I could have a tea party with a guy."

Or so!

Lyle, who is blushing thanks to the spicy cookies, looks in a hurry.

"No, this, on its own, starts on the way..."

"Letty."

Making excuses is blocked by gentle voices. Your voice is sweet. The voice!

"Come here for a second"

"Yes......"

I have no choice but to reply.

I won't forget watching Lyle look at me when I'm taken.

He's going to eat a lot of cookies this time.