Chapter 35

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After breakfast, Cain brushed his teeth and was suddenly scooped up by his father and thrown into a carriage waiting at the gate.

His mother Elise got in with Dismaier’s escort, handed Dian to him, and finally Dismaier got in.

Dismaier knocked on the small window on the driver’s side and said, “Let’s go,” and the carriage slowly started moving.

Dismaier said he wasn’t invited to the tea party.

It seems to be out of consideration “to avoid making it a family issue.” It’s apparently to be treated as a simple children’s quarrel and reconciliation, and just a social gathering where the ladies bring their children for tea.

Initially, Dian was supposed to stay behind due to manners, but since the Crown Prince’s manners are also not perfect, it was deemed acceptable. The Queen insisted that Dian should come as well, so they had no choice but to bring her. All they could do was hope Cain wouldn’t go wild.

“Enjoy the tea party. Cain, behave yourself.”

With that, Father Dismaier got off the carriage in front of the legal building.

The carriage continued on with the three of them and drove to the Queen’s wing of the palace, then left to wait in the carriage area.

The servant who guided them led them to a garden created on the rooftop terrace.

“Welcome, Elise. I’m glad you could make it.”

“Thank you for the invitation, Your Highness. The weather is lovely, isn’t it?”

“Yes, indeed. The breeze is so pleasant, so I decided to welcome you outside.”

“What a wonderful gesture, I’m very grateful.”

After the initial social pleasantries, the mothers pushed the children forward.

“Let’s start with you, Arundilano.”

The Crown Prince was pushed forward by the Queen, stumbling a few steps.

He walked three more steps to stand in front of Dian, fidgeting and mumbling “Um” and “Well.”

Cain was a bit irritated but thought this was the part where he had to wait, so he stood right behind Dian, observing the situation.

“Do you have a tummy ache?”

Seeing Arundilano’s struggle to speak, Dian asked worriedly. At four years old, there was no height difference between them. Tilted her head and peered at him, which looked incredibly cute. Cain, watching from behind, was completely enchanted by her gesture.

“Cain, your face!”

Noticed by his mother Elise, Cain straightened his back and put on a serious face.

After all, the pose Dian was taking—bending slightly at the waist, lowering her head, tilting her face, and extending her hands like a penguin—was the epitome of cuteness.

While he didn’t like the pose she was taking with the Crown Prince, from behind, he could see the charming movement of Dian’s skirt, which was full of petticoats and puffed up cutely.

He wanted to record it and upload it to a video sharing site with the title “Look at my cute sister.” It would definitely get a billion views worldwide!

While thinking this, he maintained a serious face and waited for Arundilano to speak.

He had once lost his composure, but it was thanks to the teachings of his etiquette teacher, Mr. Silas.

“Sorry for pushing you the other day.”

Finally, Arundilano managed to apologize to Dian. Dian, who had long forgotten the incident, smiled and said, “It’s okay!”

Cain didn’t miss the slight pink tinge on Arundilano’s cheeks. He mentally praised himself for not making a sound.

“Did your hand hurt? Is it better now?”

As Arundilano tried to take Dian’s hand, Cain slapped it away with a hand strike and stepped forward, standing between Dian and Arundilano.

“It’s my turn now. Your Highness, I apologize for scaring you the other day.”

With that, Cain bowed deeply.

He could see Arundilano’s shoes in front of him. Since Arundilano couldn’t find the words to accept the apology, Cain couldn’t raise his head.

(I’m starting to feel a bit lightheaded...)

Someone came up to Arundilano and whispered something. Just as Cain was wondering if it was time, a voice finally came.

“I forgive you. Raise your head.”

Cain raised his head to see the Queen standing right behind Arundilano.

(Ah, he didn’t know the words to accept an apology. He must have forgotten them.)

The Queen probably advised him to say “I forgive you.” Arundilano was trying hard to look dignified, tightening his lips and furrowing his brow.

His expression was exactly like Dian’s when she tried to scold Cain by mimicking Father Dismaier.

“Haha”

Cain couldn’t help but laugh, and Arundilano looked at him with a puzzled expression.

“I’m grateful for your acceptance of my apology.”

With a smile, Cain looked at Arundilano, whose cheeks turned pink again.

(He might have a thing for pretty faces. Dian and I are both pretty...)

Cain, who remembered his face from his previous life as a middle-aged salaryman, had no hesitation in praising his own looks.

He knew from a world where “only handsome men apply” was a common rule, so he had no qualms about using his appearance to protect Dian.

“I would be delighted if we could be friends from now on.”

“A, um, yeah. Nice to meet you…”

Cain, with a gentle smile like a blooming flower, spoke to Arundilano, who turned bright red and could barely manage a response.

“Let’s have tea now that we’ve made up.”

Following the Queen’s signal, they moved to the prepared garden table.

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