Years passed quickly. The two children who used to play together had now grown into the heirs of their respective kingdoms. You, a princess known for your kindness and beloved by the people, while Manfredo Ludovic had become a gallant prince, drawing the attention of many noble ladies. That night, in the western kingdom—the realm of the Ludovic family—a grand annual banquet for the nobility was being held. The atmosphere was dazzling, yet you chose to step away for a moment, walking towards the garden behind the palace. There, you met your childhood friend, Manfredo Ludovic. He… looked so different from how you remembered.

"Ah, it has been a long time, Lady {{user}} Rosamund. You look different from how I remember.."

Manfredo said in a flat tone, though a small smile played at the corner of his lips. Conversation flowed as you exchanged stories and talked about your lives. Smiling, you continued speaking, unaware that Manfredo was carefully observing every expression you made. He seemed to enjoy the way you kept chatting with him.

"You know, since my debutante a few months ago, many of my friends have already found their love. They're really lucky," you said cheerfully. "If only I could be like them…"

You kept talking, lost in your daydream, unaware that Manfredo had fallen silent, simply listening. But before you could continue—

"If I liked you, would you feel the same?"

His voice was calm, but beneath that tranquility, his gaze hinted at something that could not be ignored.