Chapter 3: One Rose


    Within a few years of his return, I had entered the same academy as Prince Erik.


    The Royal Academy epts Nobles of ages sixteen and above where students will attend for three


    years before inheriting the family line. There are exceptions such as schrship students that get in


    through rmendations. There are only simple sses here because this is a school for mostly


    nobles. Anything more would require specialized institutions or apprenticeship. The true purpose of this


    yground is to test our abilities in making connections. In other words, you are tested in how to rule


    the people.


    "Wee," Prince Erik said as he greeted me with a red rose and a pink ribbon wrapped around it


    upon me entering the school gates.


    "Eek! It''s Prince Erik!"


    The girls watching were screaming off the top of their heads.


    I epted the rose.


    "Thank you, Your Highness," I told him as I gave a curtsy.


    This ce is a yground for this person.


    "A flower for your lovely self," he said as he handed another girl a flower of a different species.


    I walked past him after lowering my head slightly.


    One of his flowers...that is what I am. I will most likely be the main wife or the true Queen because of


    my familial position, but even a King will not love their wife enough to not have a few concubines. It was


    only until the current King that only has one wife, but he is still pressed to have more concubines.


    I cannot keep him all to myself...


    "Therefore, I do not get jealous..."


    Love means nothing to Royalty...


    I already finished mypulsory education. Retaking those sses may help with my social


    interaction, but there is far too little interaction within the ssroom for making connections. Having


    said that, some believe it is necessary to show off how smart they are by attending those sses even


    if it is unnecessary.


    I selected a few social courses, one strategic course, one economics course, a fewpulsory


    courses, equestrian, archery, swordsmanship...etc.


    "Arielle!" my friend Charlotte called out to me in homeroom.


    Charlotte is a Viscount''s Daughter and one of my very few close friends. She has long wavyvender


    colored hair and beautiful violet eyes. We met over at a tea party before and have kept in contact since


    then. Much different to myself, Charlotte is a lovely and very cute free spirited youngdy with a


    presence that makes anyone want to dote on her.


    "Greetings, Charlotte."


    "We are together again. I saw that you received a flower from His Highness! A red rose? That is


    romantic."


    "You received a flower as well."


    "It''s a white lily for purity and innocence. You received a red rose...Romantic love!"


    "Other girls also received flowers as well," I said.


    "I still believe that you are special, Arielle! After all, you are the prettiest girl in school."


    "Prettiest?"


    I hardly have any traits that I am really proud of other than my mother''s strawberry blonde hair and my


    father''s light sky-blue eyes.


    "Of course! You are always so blind to your own beauty."


    Charlotte always sincerely tters me. Despite this, I still get embarrassed.


    "If anyone, I think you would fall under beautiful with your smile and personality," I said as I grabbed


    more red thread for my embroidery project for the next ss.


    Charlotte hugged me tightly in herrge chest.


    "Arielle!"


    "I cannot breathe, Charlotte..."


    It was a good thing that we were allowed to roam the school to gain inspiration for our projects. It would


    have been a bad picture for Charlotte to be cradling a Duke''s Daughter in her chest.


    I took a look at the rose I was given and saw some words written within the ribbon attached to the


    flower.


    Tucked deep away in the school on a lovely patio with a crisp white patio set andrge umbre, His


    Highness was sitting by himself with a table full of food and the centerpiece being of my favorite


    flowers.


    "Your Highness, I have received your summon," I said as I did a curtsy.Owned by N?velDrama.Org.


    "Arielle, I am d that you came," he said as he got up from his chair and approached me. He kissed


    the back of my hand before guiding me to my seat. "I have prepared your favorites."


    "The asion?"


    "Your first day of many."


    We ate together quietly as we made small talk about our day so far. I poured the both of us some tea to


    go along with desserts.


    "Thank you for going out of your way–"


    "Are you going to keep that tone?"


    "I thought that it would be better to present myself this way by using a more respectful tone. We are


    surrounded by other nobles in thisrge garden. Furthermore, we are no longer children..."


    "Ari,e here..." he said as he motioned me with his hands.


    He was using my childhood nickname. In times like these, it means that he wants affection. The type of


    affection he usually wants is usually the lewd kind...


    I tucked back my skirt and slowly walked towards him.


    "Yes?"


    He had pulled on my wrist and thrown me roughly onto hisp with my back facing him.


    I thought my heart would stop when he threw me.


    His nose rubbed against the nape of my neck. The sensation made my body slightly tingle.


    "Ari, you smell nice as always."


    His hands gently and slowly made their way around my body. He had quickly unbuttoned the top


    buttons of my pinned-up cor.


    "Prince Erik, we are outside..."


    He brushed his lips against the back of my neck.


    "We are alone, yes?"


    "I do not believe that is the point," I said as I turned towards him and ced my hands over his mouth.


    He closed his eyes and began licking the palms of my hands. I quickly retreated and turned away from


    him.


    "My lovely fiancée is so unbearably cute."


    His Highness had picked up a strawberry and ced it between his lips. He had then pulled my chin up


    towards him. We joined together with a strawberry between our lips. Our wet kiss was mixed in with


    much saliva and sweetness from the strawberry.


    This man''s kisses are so sweet...


    "Hah...Prince Erik, I still do not believe that this is the best ce for such things," I said firmly.


    His face showed much disappointment.


    "I see..."


    I felt slightly guilty from seeing his face.


    "...If you do not mind, I could feed you."


    His eyes began to sparkle.


    "With your mouth?"


    "With silverware!"


    As I was cutting a slice of cake, I felt his hands rummaging around my skirt.


    What is he doing?


    "It would be better if these skirts were shorter..."


    What is he talking about?


    "Prince Erik?" I felt the contact of his bare hands on my thighs. "Eek! Prince Erik, why would you ce


    your hands under my skirt?"


    "It''s much warmer this way."


    Naughty prince...


    "Please do not rummage around in there."


    "I will only be in here for a bit...If you would please feed me," he said as he opened his mouth wide.


    "...Gosh."


    His hands began caressing my thighs.


    I carelessly dropped the piece of cake onto my chest.


    "Ah, you dropped it..."


    "Let me get a napkin," I said as I reached over the table.


    Thank goodness that it did not get on my clothes. This is the only good thing about having arge sized


    chest.


    As I was about to get a napkin, I felt my body being pulled towards his waist.


    His head was directly on top of me.


    "It''s a waste if we just clean it up..."


    He was licking up the fallen piece in such a delirious manner.


    "W-Wait!"


    I heard him sigh as he removed his hands from my skirt and buttoned my cor back up. He then


    squeezed me in his embrace and rested his head on my shoulder.


    "Prince Erik?"


    "You are sofortable..."


    I caressed his head.


    This person is a Crown Prince. If I can help him unravel a few times, I want to be beside him as a


    source of support.


    We soon said our goodbyes as I went on my way to my next ss which happened to be fencing.


    "Wow...I wonder who that guy is. He has been unbeaten since the beginning of ss."


    I took off my helmet after finishing up thest round of fencing.


    "It''s still a bit hot in these things," I said my thoughts out loud.


    "A girl?"


    I could not help but notice the loud whispers around me.


    My opponent hade up to me and taken off his mask. His blonde hair had fallen down and his face


    revealed to be very delicate and soft, almost like a girl.


    "That was a rather splendid bout."


    He held out his hand for me. I shook his hand briefly to be polite.


    "I could say the same for you..."


    "My apologies, my name is Hugo Harmon. I am the first son of Count Harmon."


    I was not very acquainted with speaking with other men. I assumed that not returning his greeting


    would be rude.


    "My name is Arielle Ira Maddox. I am the daughter of Duke Maddox It is a pleasure to make your


    acquaintance," I said.


    "The pleasure is all mine."


    I quickly made my way back to the dormitory to take a brief bath. I was d that my fencing sses


    took ce early in the mornings with my equestrian sses. That way, I can make my way back to the


    dorms to take a brief bath.


    I think I did not n my sses ordingly. Almost all of my ssesck another female entity.


    Females are essential forworking and forming rtionships. For that reason, I took up sewing,


    flower arrangement, and other art sses on top of my governing and athletic sses.


    I had already created a steadywork among the females. I thought that I would use it to gather


    information about His Highness and his rtionships with other females. I may not feel jealousy


    towards other girls, but that may not be the same for other girls.


    To protect myself, I have undergone poison training, body conditioning, and spatial recognition training.


    The one thing I can never figure out is His Highness...


    It seems that His Highness is not as much of a yboy as I thought. There are practically no


    suspicious rumors of him wandering around with a beauty in his arms, but he does not really reject


    women thates near him either. His Highness is either not seeing anyone or is so good at hiding


    secret rtionships...I think it is thetter.


    "Why can you just not ept that that His Highness is head over heels for you?" Charlotte asked.


    "I am a terribly boring person, so I want to at least match his tastes."


    I started researching up the beauties of this school. He had not been in contact with any one of them


    ording to rumors...


    Maybe I am looking at everything wrong.


    Is His Highness interested in in looking girls or ugly girls?