The Male Lead Is Mine - Chapter 162
The two swayed gracefully across the dancefloor as the music flowed. Roy’s hand supported Aris’s waist, and the two stood close enough to feel each other’s breaths. After they danced to their heart’s content, Aris suggested they visit the Spring Garden.
It was springtime and flowers were blooming everywhere. Nonetheless, Aris was particularly fond of the Spring Garden, so Roy promptly agreed when she made the suggestion. When the music ended and the dance was over, Aris and Roy left the ballroom and made their way to the gardens.
The opening of the imperial gardens was a benefit reserved for special events such as palace balls, and many groups had already gathered to enjoy the splendid scenery. The Spring Garden wasn’t far from the ballroom, and Aris quickly found a seat, with Roy taking the one next to her. He didn’t forget to take her hand once they were seated.
“How was the hunt?” Aris asked, after glancing down at the hand that was holding hers tightly.
“It was nothing special.”
“There were plenty of killings in the war. This was nothing notable compared to that,” he elaborated
Aris nodded at his explanation. Having learned about Roy’s life, she wasn’t surprised to hear such words from him. “But wasn’t it hard killing a boar?”
“It wasn’t hard,” he replied simply. ‘It wasn’t hard compared to killing a person’ was what he really meant to say, but he left the rest of the sentence unspoken.
“Roy, you’re incredible.”
“You are indeed incredible,” she said teasingly.
“In my eyes, you’re more incredible, Aris,” he shrugged.
“Why’s that?” she asked, tilting her head.
“Didn’t you write that you didn’t need an answer when you first wrote to me?”
“Why did you write that?” he asked curiously.
“Would you have written to me if I asked you? Of course, you wouldn’t have.” Aris answered as if it was plain as day. It was natural for Aris, but not for Roy.
“Being able to guess that is an incredible thing.”
“Hmm? Isn’t it natural to expect that though? You’ve received many letters like that haven’t you?”
“Yes, I have.”
“And did you ever write back?”
“I did not.”
“See?” This was the expected outcoming having known his personality, but even if Aris had known nothing about him, she probably still wouldn’t have asked him to write her back.
“I kept the letter because of that.”
“Do you still have the letter?”
Roy nodded and replied, “Except for the letter you asked me to burn, I kept everything.” Secretly, he still regretted burning that one letter.
“Do you feel bad about the letter you burnt?” Aris asked, recognizing the twinge of regret in his eyes.
“Yes,” he nodded.
Aris smiled and squeezed his hand. It wasn’t till later that the crown prince had revealed that he knew she’d been stepping on his foot on purpose. If she knew she’d be caught, then there wouldn’t have been any need to burn that letter—it was a shame.
“What was your ideal type of woman like?”
“Yes.” Aris knew many things about Roy, but there were just as many things she had yet to uncover.
After pondering over her question for a while, he replied, “A thoughtful woman.”
“What about appearance?”
“I’m not too concerned about appearances.”
“Wow.” Though Aris’s response was muted, in her mind she exclaimed, ‘Isn’t concerned about appearance!’
“I’m glad that you’re a beauty, but I feel strange about it at the same time,” Roy added.
“Why? Isn’t it nice to have a pretty partner?”
“But you look pretty in others’s eyes too.”
“Oh,” Aris looked at him and asked, “are you jealous?”
“I am.” Roy tightened the hand that held hers. “Isn’t it natural?”
“I didn’t think you’d ever be jealous because you’re so gentle, Roy.”
“Of course I can become jealous. In fact, I often find myself troubled by how beautiful you are, Aris,” Roy sighed.
Aris smiled at his remarks and the two fell into a comfortable silence as they watched the flowers falling one by one.
“Your birthday is a month away, Aris,” Roy began. “We should set the wedding date before that.”
“Oh. Yes, it is indeed.” A wedding—her wedding—was finally happening. She was finally getting married.
“I’ll remain in the capital for the next month.”
“Are you sure?” Aris asked with sparkling eyes.
“Yes.” Roy would need to return immediately for Aris’s birthday even if he returned to his fief. Rather than waste the time traveling, he concluded it would be better to remain in the capital and prepare for the wedding with Ian’s aid.