The Number One Star in the Interstellar Era

ELLIS looked around the wide suite room.

After the episode ended and she asked the prince if they could have that talk now, the other suggested they go some place else. She readily agreed. Because she knew that there were a lot of things that they might not be able to propely discuss with Astrid's presence.

The prince took the lead. She thought the other would bring her to some cafe with good privacy, but no, they just boarded the elevator and went to the upper floor. Confused, she just assumed that they would go to the rooftop.

So, when the elevator door opened and they walked to a suite, Ellis was beyond surprise. No, horrified was the more accurate term. Because this suite was obviously a place owned by the prince. If it's not, then how could they just waltz in here?

But she still had to make sure and asked, "Is this place yours, Your Highness?"

"Yeah," Wulfric answered a bit nonchalantly. "I actually own the whole building. Do you want a drink? Oh, you can go and sit anywhere."

"No, I don't need a drink..." Ellis felt like her brain was going on an information overload.

Did she hear it right, that the prince owned the building? Wait- wouldn't that mean that he and Astrid were practically neighbors? No, before that, could he be the one that suggested to Astrid to live here? Because he owned the building? So, he could monitor what's happening to Astrid?

No, that's a bit of a huge jump right there. She should probably ask directly before jumping to conclusion.

"Since Your Highness owned the building, did you recommend this apartment building to Astrid?" she asked.

"Ah no. I brought the place away after that. Probably after the second time I visited Aster."

Oh, then her guess was wrong? That's a relief- no! What relief? Wasn't this much worse? Didn't this mean that this prince was literally stalking Astrid? What should she do? Wasn't this truly dangerous?

As Astrid's agent, she should protect him. Even if her opponent was the prince of the Empire. She clenched her fists. It's not just her being his agent. She liked the kid. Like a talented nephew one couldn't help but dote on. No, a nephew was a bit too much. It's making her too old. Maybe a little brother instead?

Anyway, she liked the kid. So, she couldn't let anything happen to him. Not on her watch.

Wulfric, who sat on a couch, finally noticed the agent lady's expression. She was looking at him as if he's some kind of criminal. He blinked, wondering why the other was looking at him like that. So, he thought back to the things he said. After piecing up everything, he finally realized what the problem was.

"Don't get the wrong idea. I'm not a stalker," Wulfric quickly said. The agent lady only gave him a look of distrust. "Let me clarify. While I openly acknowledge my desire to be with Aster and may occasionally feel a sense of possessiveness, it doesn't translate into an obsessive fixation where I'd confine him to a room and limit his interactions to only me."

Ellis was still apprehensive, but her worry lessened a bit. At least it seemed true that the other wasn't Astrid's stalker. That's a start.

"Then, let me ask Your Highness a question."

"Go ahead, ask."

"You said that your feelings for Astrid won't change until you're, well, not in this world anymore. How true is that?"

"As true as the gravity pulling us to the ground."

That's a weird metaphor. But she guessed it's effective enough? Especially if he said it with that look on his face, as if he was ready to go to war with her.

"Then I want to know how would Your Highness proceed from now on?" she asked. "Will you follow Astrid around? Will you interfere with his career? Giving him all the resources he needed, protecting him from everything, things like that? What exactly is Your Highness' plan?"

Wulfric shook his head. "I won't do such things. Giving resources to Aster is useless. With his talent, all kinds of resources will naturally drop on his lap. I will only offer protection if it's absolutely necessary. Because I know Aster won't like it if I meddle too much."

Although he said that, he would still fight against the trolls online. But there's no need to tell that to this agent lady.

"You can handle Aster's career as you see fit. But just know this, if you ever let him do something that he doesn't want to, then be prepared to be my enemy."

After the prince said that, Ellis felt goosebumps all over. It's not just the way he said it, it's the way he looked at her as he did. As if he would really kill her the moment she deviated from what he expected from her. And he would probably really do that without hesitation.

This was the crazy guy she heard about. She actually had forgotten it for a second because of how normal he seemed since she met him. But the one in front of him was the real White Wolf of Alluna.

This also showed just how important Astrid was to him. Which also kind of proved his feelings for the other.

Weirdly enough, despite being threatened, she finally felt relieved. As if the worry that had been digging into her was slowly melting away. Because if he was this sincere, then it meant that he truly wouldn't easily give up his feelings for Astrid.

It might be good in some case, but it could also be really bad. For now, she should make sure it wouldn't be the latter.

"What you're worrying won't happen. But I want Your Highness to promise me two things," she said. "First, don't ever get in the way of Astrid's career. And second, don't do anything drastic if ever your feelings are not reciprocated."

"Of course, that's a given," Wulfric said with a grin. "And you don't have to worry about my feelings. Because I won't give up until it's reciprocated."