Kiaros nodded slowly.
At least now he knew her thoughts.
She wanted to marry him.
He seemed to do a good job of inquiring about the status of the wedding venue.
Namiya smiled slightly and said goodbye.
“I will go now, Mr.
Kibun.
Thank you very much.
Oh, I was also grateful that you carried the box for me at that time.”
“...No.
It's normal for me to do what my boss asks me to do.”
When the order to lift the box was mentioned, Namiya's eyes softened slightly.
This was probably the first time he had seen her like this.
[Actually, I ordered him to do something, but he seems to hate it… Maybe he never wants to talk to me again…]
So now was the only chance to resolve the misunderstanding.
He wanted to tell her.
He didn't hate her.
On the contrary, he liked her very much.
“I resigned because I felt the department was in such disarray and there was nothing to learn.”
“Ah…”
“It's definitely not because I don't like you.
Rather, I'm curious as to why you're still there.”
“I'm not in a position to say that...”
“Is that so?
Anyway, if you come back, I would like to learn a lot from you.”
“What do you have to learn...
All you have to do is follow what you are told to do.”
Namiya answered with soulless eyes, as she always did.
Of course, Chiaros decided not to misunderstand this empty expression anymore.
“Anyway, I'll go.”
Namiya gave a short greeting and entered the courtroom.
Kiaros stared blankly at Namiya's back as she walked away.
‘I think she doesn’t intend to tell her true feelings to the foreign apprentice she is seeing for the second time.’
It was natural that Kebun Altis was not close to her from her point of view.
Kiaros slowly made his way into the building, avoiding the others' sight, and returned to the bathroom.
There was no need to see Kibun Altis anymore.
“Okay, I won't see you like that again...”
When he changed his appearance again and took off the cloak, the familiar appearance of Kiaros was reflected in the mirror.
He straightened his disheveled hair and walked out of the bathroom.
It was then.
“Your Highness!”
He was the loyal assistant who was sent to the wedding hall of the Imperial Palace before the trial began.
The assistant approached him and informed him immediately.
“I have been informed of the reservation status of the Imperial Palace Wedding Hall.”
When Kiaros gestured, prompting him to speak, the assistant continued.
“They say it's full until next fall.”
"What?
Next fall?"
“Yes.
After all, being able to use the wedding hall of the Imperial Palace is one of the great benefits of civil servants.
Many high-ranking nobles also want to get married there.”
“I've heard it's hard to make reservations, but think of it this way!”
While Kiaros clicked his tongue, the assistant continued.
“However, there is one empty weekend spot in two weeks.”
"How so?
You said it's full until next fall."
"A couple who were planning to get married suddenly called off their engagement.
I think this spot will probably be filled soon."
"Is this correct?"
Kiaros frowned slightly.
[If I could marry His Highness in my current situation, I think I would…]
So far, his reasoning was reasonable.
She would definitely like to marry the Crown Prince.
‘Then… you might want to get married as soon as possible.’
From what he heard, she separated from her uncle, Baron Rawabi.
Maybe you couldn't wait to start a new family?
Kiaros gave a low order to his assistant.
“Just in case, make reservations for this appointment at the Imperial Palace Wedding Hall now.”
“Yes?
In whose name?”
“In my name, no, in your name now, in case unnecessary rumors spread.”
"…What?"
The assistant's pupil shook.
He was also not married.
So, suddenly putting his name on the wedding hall when he didn't have a partner yet, would have been embarrassing enough.
“That's because I'm not sure about everything yet.”
Kiaros, sensing the assistant's feelings, spoke calmly.
However, if Namiya wasn't the girl, or it was just a passing remark, and she really didn't want to marry him, he would cancel the reservation immediately.
'Everything is just preparation for an unexpected situation.'
No matter how he thought about it, it was very reasonable.
“I plan to change it to my name once a decision is made.”
“Yes, I understand.
But I also need the bride’s name to make the reservation.”
"Bride's name?
Should it be included?"
The assistant replied to Kiaros, who was surprised.
“Well, if she's from an area whose birth records aren't kept properly or if she's a commoner, you can just put a surname on her for now.”
“Then write the title.”
“What is her nickname?”
Chiaros, who had lived his entire life surrounded by the strict traditions of the Imperial Palace, could not have known much about titles.
Kiaros frowned and mumbled whatever came to mind.
"...Uh, Nami?
Is that enough?
Or Mia?"
“Hmm?”
The assistant widened his eyes in surprise.
“Do you consider Miss Namia Rawabi as your bride?”
Kiaros was shocked by that remark.
He frowned and muttered.
“…I knew you were a bit tactless.”
“I admit it.
Sorry.”
The assistant apologized and said sincerely:
“As expected, the rumors were true.
I heard this morning that you two are getting married.”
“If it’s a rumour, then you, the Crown Prince’s assistant, don’t know anything about it, don’t you think it’s just a rumour?”
“I thought so.
But it was exciting.”
Even the assistant seemed to have caught on.
"That's why His Highness had an amused look on his face throughout the trial.
Miss Namiya is here."
“What do you mean by amusing?”
Kiaros said in amazement.
“This is an important trial involving Her Majesty the Empress.
It is more than just a little of interest.”
“I apologize.
However, there must be a reason why you keep looking at Miss Namiya.”
"I kept looking.
I just looked because she was suspicious.
She is a suspicious woman in many ways."
“I apologize.
But you are just quietly watching what that suspicious woman does.”
“Watching quietly.
I left her alone because she seemed to be helping me.
She was also the one who risked her life, and saved mine.”
“I apologize.
However, you did not discuss with the donor and arrange the wedding in advance.”
"this…!"
That girl from the south probably wasn't sleeping.
Then of course he would have to cancel the wedding.
"It could be cancelled.
I'm not sure yet, that's why.
If it seems unlikely to happen, I'll cancel it then."
“I apologize.
But...”
"Go quickly.
The trial will start soon."
“Yes, I understand.”
His oblivious but fiercely loyal assistant immediately turned and fled.
Kiaros smiled and looked forward.
'Okay, let's watch until the end.'
During this ridiculous trial, he thought she was scheming with Fron.
Fron may be the only one speaking.
But he was able to distinguish between Fron's words and Namiah's words.
“Namiya Rawabi, you...”
A thin government employee blinks her eyes and seems unable to lift her body properly.
His donor, who was both suspicious and strange, and whom he could not fully understand.
Maybe… she was also the woman he had unwittingly promised to marry.
'How on earth are you going to lead this bizarre trial?'
It was an experience he considered difficult until this morning.
But with Namiya's unexpected intervention, things now become more interesting.
[Because I'm not in a position to say that…]
The scroll management section she was struggling with seemed most annoying.
'I will decide that once this trial is over.'
If Nmiya had been that girl from the south, he would have brought up the topic of marriage right away.