86 C82 [Horrible Chapter Title]

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After making sure everyone was healed, I went back to the palace. By the time I left granny and Delilah, they seemed to be hitting it off rather well. They must have been true to their word and are going to squash this feud. Hopefully, they can truly become friends again. The maids brought me some food and drink. They brought cheese fries and iced tea. Two things that I've taught the kitchen staff how to make. The fries are a bit soggy and could use some salt, but the iced tea is perfect. I'm sure the food will improve over time.

Once I was done eating, I sent a message to the kitchens to inform them how the food was. Shortly after sending that message, I had the head chef bowing at my feet apologizing for giving me a subpar meal. Well, in his words he was sorry for feeding me such 'horrid cooking'. After assuring the cook I wasn't angry at him and that I merely wanted him to improve his cooking, A knock was heard at my door and on the other side was Princess Aella herself.

"Hello, Princess. Can I help you with something?" I ask as I open the door.

"Um... no. Can we talk inside your room?" She asks as she avoids eye contact.

"Sure, come inside." I say and step aside.

As the princess strolled on in, she looks around the room sheepishly and stares at me for direction on what to do. I guess she is t used to being in other people's bedrooms.

"Why don't you have a seat on the couch over there?" I say and gesture to the seating area of the room.

"Uh, yeah."

After we're both seated across one another, the room falls into an awkward silence. I sit patiently waiting for her to say what she came to say. When she finally was ready to speak, her demeanor changed from a timid girl to an experienced princess.

"I would like to thank you, not only for myself but on behalf of my family and our country." Aella says as she stands and bows deeply to me.

"You're welcome. How have you been since you learned of our engagement." I ask as I observe her reaction and mannerisms.

"I was surprised that my father would even think of marrying me off to someone I don't even know. I'm just glad that our families are in good enough terms to cancel it if we don't approve of one another. I've heard many stories of noblewoman married off for political gain. Just the thought of having that choice stolen from me sends dreadful shivers down my spine. The only reason I'm talking to my father right now is the choice he gave me. I can easily say no to this and we won't get married." She explains.

"I agree completely. I've had this talk with the imposter, but now I have to tell you my view on this. I have no interest in your sister. No offense, of course. She's cute and I'm sure she's a smart and capable girl, but that's just it. She's a girl. I have no interest in girls. I'm interested in women." I explain my views as I did to the imposter in our first date/outing.

"You do know that you're the same age as my sister, right?" Aella asks with a confused expression.

"Yeah, I understand. Although, that doesn't change the fact that I have no romantic interest in your sister." I state plainly.

"Then that means if there's going to be a marriage between our family's, it is going to be between the two of us." She says as she contemplates her own words. "Wait, does that mean that you have a romantic interest in me?" She asks with rose-colored cheeks.

"Yes, I do." I say and she looks away from me in embarrassment. "I wouldn't say that I'm ready to agree to marry you, but I am interested in getting to know you. If we end up liking each other, we can agree to marry at a later date. For now, let's just get to know each other and see where that goes."

"Alright, I'm fine with that." She agrees with a small smile gracing her lips.

"Good, would you like to have our first date?" I ask with a charming smile. Well, as charming as a 10-year-old could possibly be.

"D-d-date?!" Aella exclaims as her face becomes beet red.

"Yes, how else would a possible engaged couple get to know each other?" I ask teasingly.

"Alright, when are we going on our date?" She agrees as she once again looks away from me.

"How about right now. There's no time like the present, after all."

"Okay, but I need some time to get ready. Could we meet at the palace main entrance in an hour?" She asks and runs out of the room before I could respond.

As the elder princess rushes out of the room to get ready, Rem walks out from behind the door. She did not look happy. Not one bit. Her eyes trailed the elder princesses retreating form with jealousy and anger. Her fists were clenched so hard that her nails started to dig into her palms. Blood dropped onto the floor, but Rems eyes haven't left the direction Aella ran towards. This needs to be fixed before Rem starts any catfights in the palace.

"*Sigh* I've been putting this off for too long. Rem, please come here and take a seat."

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