PROLOGUE

Rosalia carefully opened the door to the art room.

It was the first time she had visited a classroom in the middle of the night while attending the academy for all three years. She usually didn’t leave the dorm after 11 p.m. She was not usually out at night.

Some girls with lovers secretly go out at night, but unfortunately, no man has asked Rosalia out for the past three years.

Anyway, Rosalia walked into the darkened classroom holding the sketchbook tightly with excitement.

The more she thought about it, the more unexpected Prince Lucian was.

As expected, is he generous because he will become King…?

If she were a Prince, she would be ashamed of a girl who considered herself greasy, but he even went beyond forgiving to help complete the task.

I’m so sorry.

It felt like a mistake that she had only thought of him.

Rosalia, who was fumbling with her hand against the wall to find a switch in the dark art room because the light wasn’t on, stopped when she heard a voice calling out to her.

"Lia."

"You were already here?"

Rosalia, who was trying to press the light switch that touched her fingertips, pondered for a moment.

Wait. If I turn on the light, someone might see me outside, right?

Originally, it was a principle to complete art assignments within a specified class time. Someone might raise the issue of unfairness if they discovered that they had taken the time to meet separately.

So the Prince probably didn’t turn on the lights either, did he?

Another question popped into Rosalia’s head as she was leaving the switch.

Wait. So I can’t see because it’s dark. How do I draw the Prince’s face?

Rosalia hesitated whether to turn on the light or not.

"Lia, come here."

Rosalia thought hard about the voice calling her and decided to approach Prince Lucian for now.

When she got used to the darkness, her vision was not dark at all. Besides, moonlight was vaguely peeking in through the window.

Rosalia approached Prince Lucian with an awkward, clumsy gait.

Prince Lucian was sitting at a desk, not in a chair.

He was also somewhat disorganized. He used to wear his shirt well, but now he had a couple of shirt buttons undone.

She was surprised to see him like that for the first time, but Rosalia pretended not to see.

For his face was as it always was.

Feeling a little queasy, Rosalia frowned.

How can Prince Lucian smell so good?

It was so fascinating.

Prince Lucian spoke to her, who approached him with the sketchbook in his arms.

"Come closer. That’s how you can see my face."

Prince Lucian’s voice somehow held a subtle laugh.

Rosalia wiped her mouth, trying not to care about his orange smell.

"Hey, when did you get here?"

"30 minutes ago."

"Oh…"

Rosalia didn’t know how to respond, so she pouted.

Prince Lucian, who was looking at her, suddenly crossed his legs. Then he asked in a soft, friendly tone.

"Lia. Did you tell your best friend that you would meet me here?"

"Huh?"

"You know that red-haired friend. The one you hang out with every day. Fortunately, she was friendly, so she swapped seats with me in economics class before."

"Oh…"

Rosalia shook her head slightly when she realized the person he was referring to was Sasha.

"No… you told me not to tell anyone."

Feeling overwhelmed by Prince Lucian’s interested look, Rosalia fixed her gaze on the ground and stuttered.

"In fact, it doesn’t seem good for others to get together and do art assignments in addition to regular classes, so I don’t think it’s necessary to tell Sasha…"

As she spoke, she realized that the thank you greeting was late and hurried to give a belated greeting.

"Oh, yes that. Uh, Prince… Thank you."

Prince Lucian asked lightly.

"What?"

Rosalia hesitated to answer.

"You said you’d take your precious time to model more portraits."

As if amused, he narrowed his eyes and laughed.

"You shouldn’t have said that. I don’t want to be a model."

Prince Lucian looked at her calmly and crossed his legs.

"I called you because I wanted to do something daring."

"What?"

Rosalia thought it would look very awkward to ask a second later.

Prince Lucian whispered huskily.

"Didn’t you hear that? I want to do something daring with you."

"…"

"Why did you secretly come out to me at night?Didn’t you go out because you liked me too?"

"Oh, that’s not…"

Rosalia’s face turned red.

Realizing that the situation had become awkward, she displayed her sketchbook in her arms.

"I thought you were going to let me let him draw a portrait….."

"I have no intention of sitting still in a chair. It’s not fun."

Prince Lucian grabbed her sketchbook and threw it away.

Rosalia vaguely looked at the sketchbook that was thrown away.

I have to do my art homework. If I don’t, I will fail…

Prince Lucian spoke slowly.

"Lia, you can tell everyone later. Prince Lucian seduced me into going out at night. I thought he was a gentleman, but he was insidious."

Rosalia felt embarrassed and wanted to bow.

You’re definitely testing me, aren’t you?

She shook her head with her hands clasped together.

"No. I’ll never tell anyone…"

"Why? You can talk about me seducing you."

"I won’t… I won’t tell anyone."

Prince Lucian, who was looking at Rosalia expressionlessly, soon smiled satisfactorily.

"All right. Then let’s keep this night a secret between the two of us. Only you and I know what we did here."

"Yes I’d like that."

Rosalia nodded up and down stiffly, lifting the corners of her mouth awkwardly.

She thought Prince Lucian, satisfied with her constant attitude of secrecy, would let her go soon.

Strangely, however, she hears the sound of unbuttoning his pants.

"So, Lia, can we do something really daring here? Because no one will know."

Seeing Prince Lucian’s menacing genitals between his legs, Rosalia wondered if she was dreaming. However, even if she closed her eyes tightly and opened them, that oversized one didn’t disappear and remained in front of her.

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