It was a Political Marriage, But I’m Being Loved.
“I just don’t understand why the Tower Master wants this marriage. He doesn’t even…”
“I do. I like you.”
Princess Charlize suddenly received a marriage order from her father, the Emperor.
The reason? The Tower Master himself had requested to marry her.
No matter how she looked at it, it didn’t feel like he had romantic feelings for her.
Why would someone like him want to marry me?
“Your Highness… was that your first kiss?”
She had kissed Achilles by accident while trying to trick him.
She should’ve pulled away, maybe even felt upset—so why didn’t she?
And why was her heart beating so fast?
“Do you dislike my touch?”
“W-We’re not even married yet… Physical affection like that isn’t right.”
“How is it any different from holding hands?”
“It is different! Holding hands is something you do when greeting someone or dancing. But touching someone’s face is…”
“Then what about a kiss?”
Maybe this fluttering in her chest… wasn’t just one-sided.
Ever since realizing his feelings, Achilles had been showing them more and more.
“…You’re burning up. Is it because of me?”
What should I do?
Right now… I think I’m happy.
