Chapter 29. Chaos? (4)
Upon hearing Yuna's unexpected acceptance of becoming a part of Prince Lysander's harem, Lysandra's initial surprise quickly turned into a mix of confusion and disbelief. She felt a knot form in her stomach, realizing the implications of this decision. Her thoughts raced, trying to make sense of the situation and understand why Yuna would agree to such an arrangement.
As the reality sank in, Lysandra's expression shifted from shock to a steely resolve. Though taken aback by Yuna's choice, she knew she had to handle the situation gracefully. Lysandra looks up right at Yuna, her posture exuding a quiet strength as she composed herself.
Gathering her thoughts, Lysandra approached Yuna with a calm demeanor, masking her inner turmoil. With a measured tone, she spoke, "I understand your decision, Yuna. While it may come as a surprise, I trust that we can navigate this new dynamic with maturity and respect for each other's feelings."
Lysandra's words carried a sense of maturity and understanding, signaling her willingness to embrace the complexities of the situation despite she's just nine year old. Deep down, she knew that her role as Prince Lysander's fiancee would be challenged, but she was determined to handle it with grace and dignity.
"Alright, Lysandra! I'm placing my trust in you," Yuna exclaimed with excitement, while Lysandra maintained a serene expression, seemingly grasping something profound. Despite the uncertainty that lay ahead, Lysandra vowed to stay true to herself and navigate the intricate web of emotions that now intertwined between her, Yuna, maybe with Theresa and Prince Lysander. With a silent resolve, she prepared herself for the journey that lay ahead, ready to face whatever challenges came her way for Prince Lysander's sake. Or maybe she thought so...
'What? How did this happen? How did they end up in such an unexpected alliance?!'
'Then you too, Lysandra?! What happened to you? You were meant to be the antagonist girl. I expected you to be angry after hearing how you shouted earlier!'
'And Yuna, why did you suddenly say yes so enthusiastically after looking hesitant, confused, and slightly scared just now?'
Prince Lysander's gaze shifted slowly to Theresa, who had her hands covering her mouth, still appearing shocked by Yuna's sudden agreement.
Though Theresa had initially shown flattery before turning to Prince Lysander and displaying a calm expression, she then appeared surprised by Yuna's reaction once again.
Additionally, due to Lysandra's recent surprised outburst, their small group drew the attention of a few curious adults.
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Theresa's heart raced as she watched Yuna accept Prince Lysander's proposal to be a part of his harem. Conflicting emotions churned within her, a mix of surprise, confusion, and a tinge of disbelief. She had never imagined herself in such a situation, but now, faced with the reality of it all, she knew she had to make a choice.
Gathering her courage, Theresa approached Prince Lysander, her gaze steady and determined. The prince turned to her, his expression a blend of curiosity and suprise. As the silence stretched between them, Theresa's voice trembled slightly as she spoke.
"Prince Lysander, I... I have witnessed Yuna's acceptance to be a part of your harem. While this path is unexpected for me, I cannot deny the bond that connects us." Theresa's words hung in the air, each breath heavy with the weight of her decision.
'WHICH BOND YOU MEAN?!!'
Prince Lysander listened intently with cold sweat on his back, his gaze never leaving her face. Theresa took a deep breath, steeling herself for what she was about to say next.
"ㅡIf you would have me, Prince Lysander, I will also join your harem. Not out of obligation, but out of my own will. I understand the complexities of this arrangement, but I believe in the strength of our bond and the journey that lies ahead."
As the words left her lips, Theresa felt a sense of liberation wash over her. She looked into Prince Lysander's eyes, searching for any sign of hesitation or doubt. Instead, she found only warmth and understanding. The room buzzed with whispered conversations and curious glances as Theresa and Yuna stood united in their decision, bound by fate and the enigmatic prince who had captured their hearts...(?)
On other sides, the Kingdom's spy whisper something to both of the busy King and Queen of Clover Kingdom. The King and Queen of Clover Kingdom were both shocked and bewildered as they heard the astounding news that their second son, who was just a nine-year-old boy, had proposed to two noble girls in front of his fiancée during their grand engagement party. The royal parents exchanged incredulous glances, struggling to comprehend the absurdity of the situation.
The king's brow furrowed deeply as he tried to make sense of the unexpected turn of events, while the queen covered her mouth in disbelief, her eyes wide with astonishment. The guests in the ballroom were abuzz with gossip and disbelief, murmurs and whispers swirling around the scandalous scene that had unfolded before them.
The young prince, standing before the assembly with a look of innocence and eagerness on his face, beamed proudly (he's actually sweating like crazy) at his own audacious declaration. His fiancée, Lady Lysandra, looked composed as Lady Yuna and Lady Theresa stands around her with a bit anxious looks.
The king's booming voice cut through the murmurs, commanding attention as he addressed the bewildering situation at hand. "What madness is this, Lysander?" he demanded, his tone a mix of incredulity and amusement, unable to fully contain his disbelief.
The queen shook her head in disbelief, her hand clasped over her heart as she watched the absurd scene unfold before her eyes. "Surely this is a jest, a mere child's fantasy," she murmured, unable to comprehend how their young son could be so brazen in his actions.
The young prince, undeterred by his parents' puzzled expressions, stood tall and proud as he addressed them. "Father, Mother, I have found love in multiple hearts, and I wish to share my affection with all those who mean so much to me," he explained with a sincerity beyond his years. As the room erupted in a mix of laughter, confusion, and disbelief, the royal family found themselves caught in a whirlwind of absurdity and amusement, unsure of how to navigate the peculiar situation that their young prince had brought upon them.
Hearing the laughter, murmurs, and curious gazes around him, Prince Lysander felt a wave of uncertainty wash over him, desiring to sink into the ground at that very moment...
However, witnessing Yuna's discomfort and Theresa's instinct to retreat and huddle behind Yuna, along with Lysandra's attempt to maintain her composure despite her visibly pale face, Prince Lysander relinquished any thought of simply fleeing the scene.
In such moments, maintaining confidence was crucial. After all, both girls had accepted his proposal, even if it had been a spontaneous decision.
"Furthermore, Father, Mother, both of these young ladies have accepted, and Lysandra is also in agreement," he assured them.
His voice resonated strangely, filling the room with an unexpected intensity.
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