"There's a young prince who's the most handsome ever born on the face of earth.
His hair shines like gold, and his eyes looks like the bright, blue sky.
Who wouldn't fall for this—"
MC: Short, little boy.
Luke: MC-! I told you not to interrupt the story!!!
MC: Pardon me, Your Highness. But this humble servant of yours is just speaking the truth.
Luke: *pouts*
Simeon: *closes the book* It's time for you to go to bed, Prince Luke.
Luke: Hmph. I'm not sleepy yet.
MC: ...
MC: That's why you're not growing.
Luke: *puffs his cheeks* Fine! I'll go to sleep and be taller than you! Remember that, MC!
MC: *not even slightly convinced* Yeah. Whatever.
Simeon: *chuckles* MC, you shouldn't be treating our prince like that.
MC: I only got into this position because of you kidnapping me out of nowhere to be come his servant.
Simeon: *smiles*
Simeon: You're going to be his bride soon.
MC: He's a child and I'm three years older than him.
Simeon: Young marriages work well with the Royalties.
MC: I'm not a noble.
Luke: *yawns* I chose you. So it doesn't matter if you're not.
Luke: You will still be marrying me in the near future.
