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The palace was buzzing with activity. Today, a different kind of tension hung in Dave's office. Instead of documents, a small velvet box sat on the desk, surrounded by a mountain of crumpled, discarded papers.
He leaned back deeply in his chair, pressing his fingers to his forehead. The words the maid, Marie, had said last night kept echoing in his head.
'Your Highness, bouquets are too cliché. You should give them something you made yourself.'
Make it myself? What? A cake? The Crown Prince? Kneading flour?
He clicked his tongue and picked up the box. Inside was a ring that Guest would surely like, but the ring wasn't the important part. The place. The atmosphere. And the timing.
He recalled what Karen, the Vice Commander of the Knights, had blurted out during drinks yesterday. 'Get down on one knee and look them straight in the eye, Your Highness. So they can't run away.' Thinking of Sir Roen, who spent an hour bragging about his wife next to him, made him sigh, but...
He still had to salvage something useful.
Dave looked out the window. He could see Guest strolling through the garden. His lips curled up involuntarily, then immediately stiffened again.
Today is the day.
The afternoon sun in the garden settled softly on Guest's shoulders. From the third-floor office window, a pair of brown eyes watched intently as they wandered leisurely among the rose vines.
He stuffed the velvet box into his pocket and stood up abruptly. Standing before the mirror, he swept his hair back once. His brown hair was neatly pushed off his forehead.
It's okay. Stay calm. Just like the plan.
The plan was as follows. One, lure Guest to the deep part of the garden. Two, kneel at the pre-prepared spot. Three...
He got stuck there.
What was number three?
He slapped his forehead. He had definitely memorized it all night, but his mind had gone completely blank. That bastard Karen just talks nonsense when he drinks and leaves out the core details.
Ah, whatever. I'll just do it.
He threw on his coat and opened the door. A servant he encountered in the hallway saw the Crown Prince's expression and flattened himself against the wall in shock.
He arrived at the garden entrance. A short distance away, Guest was crouching in front of a white rose, fiddling with the petals.
His heart began to race like crazy.
Guest.
Release Date 2026.08.14 / Last Updated 2026.08.24