My Fiancée Hates Me

When we were young, Prince Erik would come to my home nearly every day to entertain me. Rather, I am going out of my way to entertain him. As if to prove his superiority, he often goes out of his way to challenge me in such things like music or painting. The Prince was not bad at really anything. It was just that he was not particularly better than me.

Still, to try everything just to beat your future wife in at least one thing...There is a level of pettiness one should reach before getting tired of it, yet it seems that Prince Erik is nowhere near that threshold.

I heard of him going to study abroad, so that may be why he is cramming in so much time with me before he leaves. I thought I would take a rest under my favorite tree.

"Milady is quite dull..."

I never thought that I would be caught in between the maids' gossiping and about me no less.

"What do you mean by that?"

"His Highness always spouts out mean words at her, but she doesn't even bat an eyelash!"

Everything Prince Erik says is opposite to his feelings, so I do not really need to respond much.

"Does that make her dull?"

"I would have cried or had at least some sort of reaction. She just takes in everything. Come to think of it, none of us have really seen her smile before."

"That would be impossible, right?"

"...I have never seen her smile either."

"She is a thoroughly trained young lady. It cannot be helped that she is excellent in whatever she does."

"It is still a bit unsettling how perfect she is. It's not like she is even human..."

Their words dug deep into my heart. I could not deny a single thing. It was all true.

"What a scary child..."

I could only curl up in one spot.

I am a dull and boring person. Am I really human?

"Arielle..." His Highness had called my name for the very first time.

I felt a burden come off of my chest when he said my name.

"...Ah, yes?"

"What's wrong?"

"You called me by my name..."

is

that you would not use

a bit strange if I were continuing down that road considering that you are my

consider me as your

exactly hate you anymore, so there is no

cold, and boring person...I think that is enough for

bit dull and cold sometimes," he said as he pulled me up by my hand,

am with him. If only

and I were separated for a few years due to him going abroad for his studies. Even

he would ask me about my day or if I am eating well. Compared to him in person, he

understand this person...The person I even less understand is myself. I developed a sense of

that I disliked expensive things and that if he wanted something to give me it should have some meaning. This was partly due to me being slightly selfish and partly

my wishes come true by sending me small trinkets that might appear worthless to someone else but are meaningful to me and also

guilty but got over it rather quickly because he made everything too easy

careful not to be too lean and tan during training. It is all

put thought into my dress and decided to go with a simpler and more mature look. My body was going through some changes most commonly seen around my chest area. I needed more room to breathe. It was a good time to

was rather glamorous as ever most likely due to the fact that the

could still tell I was happy to see

myself back from entering the Royal Garden

first meeting. I was finally at the point of where I was proud of myself

filled with rather high tension. To work it off, I began walking around in circles and playing with the ends

not help but smile upon catching me

How embarrassing...

male's

voice I could never mistake no matter how much

broad shoulders, beauty flaxen blonde hair, and eyes like emerald jewel. If it were not for him calling out to

"Your Highness..."

with long and deep

Erik to

suddenly got close

is a

back, Prince Erik,"

Arielle," he said as he backed away slightly. "Did

How shameless of him...

fiancée should," I

miss me," he said as he started off

to be more

must be very tired as

suddenly stopped and

seem...It seems that I have other plans," he said with