Unlike the surprised Milton, Princess Leila was calm.

“Do you find that odd? Even if I sit on the throne, I’ll need an heir, and for that, I need a husband.”

“No, that’s…”

“You’re competent and we have a good relationship with each other. But above all, you didn’t want to take over the Capital or the country… you’re my first pick for husband material, Count Forrest.”

“……”

Milton was dazed for a moment. He never thought he would hear something like this, and so suddenly at that.

“You look very confused. Don’t overthink it. I won’t ask for you to love me.”

“You’re saying you would be alright with a loveless marriage, Your Highness?”

“Yes. Not only am I tying a strong ally like you to my side, Count Forrest, but I’m also fulfilling the politically mandatory marriage requirement at the same time. And, Count Forrest…”

“What would I be gaining out of this, Your Highness?”

“You would get a beautiful woman. Congratulations.”

Milton looked a bit reluctant.

“You’re saying you’re enough? That’s some amazing confidence you have, Your Highness.”

“Is there any reason I shouldn’t be confident?”

Princess placed her hand on her waist and lifted her chin arrogantly.

“……”

Seeing her posture, Milton couldn’t help but admire her. 

‘It’s a bit annoying, but her self-confidence is well deserved.’

Princess Leila was beautiful enough to burn away all the sorrows of all the men in the world. Any man who says he doesn’t want to marry such a...