The Clumsy Cold-Blooded Prince, Who Lost His Life Due to His Brother’s Scheming, Became the Wise King After Fighting in His Second Life for the Clumsy Marchioness - Chapter 25
“Gentlemen and ladies, I thank you all for coming to support my son Dietrich.”
His Majesty the King’s voice echoed through the hall as he stood in the center.
The nobles turned to look at His Majesty, as well as at me and Marguerite, who stood behind him.
“On this happy day, I am pleased to announce the engagement of Dietrich and Marguerite, Lord Friedenreich’s dear daughter. I hope you enjoy and celebrate this day.”
With these words, the party to celebrate me and Marguerite officially began.
“Congratulations, Prince Dietrich and Miss Marguerite, on your engagement.”
“Well, thank you.”
“I appreciate it.”
The nobles came one by one to congratulate us, and Marguerite and I politely thanked them.
Marguerite, too, appeared to have lost her nervousness before entering the hall and now wore a soft expression.
“Marguerite, are you okay?”
“Yes, Dietrich-sama is right next to me, and he is taking the initiative in dealing with the nobles so that I don’t have to deal with them too much.”
“Oh, you did notice…”
Well, it’s no surprise, because Marguerite always looked out for me, even when she was clumsy.
And then.
“Your Majesty, congratulations on His Highness Dietrich’s engagement!”
“Ufufufu, I thank you on behalf of my son.”
The First Queen expresses her gratitude to Marquise Collengel in a cheerful tone.
But…
I press my temples against my mother, who is unaware that he has already left her faction.
“Enjoy yourself today.”
“Please excuse me.”
The Marquis of Collengel bowed and exited the hall.
He was probably on his way to the reception room, where the faction of the second prince was gathered.
When the nobles’ greetings were finally finished, music began to play in the hall.
“Marguerite, shall we go?”
“Ah…y-yes…”
I took Marguerite’s hand in mine and we walked to the center of the hall. She is anxious.
We stand in the middle, facing each other.
“Hyah!? Di-Dietrich-hi~ama!?”
“Marguerite, you don’t have to look so anxious. I’ve been looking forward to dancing with you. So just look at me.”
I lightly pinched her baby-soft cheeks and joked about it.
Haha… She’s so adorable like this.
“Mou~ you’re playing too much in a place like this?”
She said it with a pout, but her cheeks are loose, as if she’s let go of some of her tension.
Of course, as I requested, her amber eyes enchant me and won’t refuse to let go.
“Come on, let’s dance.”
“Yes!”
As everyone looks on, Marguerite and I perform our own private dance.
“Haha, Marguerite, you’re great!”
“It’s Dietrich-sama!”
We danced a lot in our previous lives. I can feel her every breath, step, and glance, as well as her concern for my well-being.
After that…
—Clap clap clap clap clap
The entire hall erupts in applause.
“Your Highness Dietrich! That was a fantastic dance!”
“How wonderful, Marguerite-sama!”
Many ladies and noblemen were watching us, possibly captivated by our dance.
The nobles were also giving us warm looks.
Haha…I was supposed to be known as the “Cold-Blooded Prince.”
“Ufufufu… Dietrich-sama, you have the world’s most beautiful smile.”
“Well… I can’t help but smile when I’m around you.”
“Fua!? Mou~…”
Marguerite’s voice is still lovely no matter how many times I hear it.
As everyone waved us goodbye, I took Marguerite’s hand in mine and led her away from the center of the hall.
—Clap, clap, clap, clap
“Marguerite, Elder Brother, that was a lovely dance.”
“…Oscar.”
… Oscar greets us with a bright smile and loud clapping.
With two young noblemen at his side.
They are “Otto,” the Marquis of Klengel’s second son, and “Eugen,” Count Reinmayer’s eldest son.
I remembered them as my servants in a previous life.
“Can I have a dance with Marguerite this time?”
“You are tenacious—I already told you “no” to that.”
With a wave of my hand, I dismissed Oscar, as if I didn’t want to bother with him any longer.
But
“Marguerite…Would you mind dancing with me?”
Oscar disregards my words and reaches out to Marguerite.
“…Surely you’re joking. My dance is meant to be performed with Dietrich-sama. I’m sorry, but isn’t his Highness Oscar acting a little strange?”
“Huh?!”
“Insolent!”
With a masked expression, Marguerite said.
Oscar swallows, and Eugen raises his voice.
“Do you realize you’re the insolent one—? Marguerite is my fiancée, and you called her Insolent?”
“Ugh…”
When I say that, Eugen shudders.
“First and foremost, it is impolite of you, my brother, to ignore me and ask her to dance at a party reserved for me and Marguerite—If you’re the second prince, you should start over with your manners.”
I said aloud as I took Marguerite’s hand in mine as we walked past Oscar and the others.
“Well, good day to you.”
Marguerite turned around and lifted the corner of her mouth to express herself.
