Mezlen tossed and turned through the night, her heart fluttering with excitement over her upcoming date with Harold.

In stark contrast to her eager anticipation, Harold, the one who had actually initiated the date, didn’t consider their evening together particularly significant. It wasn’t about wooing Mezlen, as a date might typically be. Instead, his intention leaned more toward making her give up on him entirely.

If she could let go of her attachment, he wouldn’t have to deal with her persistence anymore.

…And perhaps, if he didn’t handle things this way, he might find himself clinging to her just a little too much as well.

Harold found Mezlen’s devotion excessive—she had offered him a love that asked for nothing in return. As much as she might not be his ideal partner, outright rejecting her so coldly wasn’t easy either. If, someday, she were to marry a prince from another kingdom, could he truly claim he would have no regrets? He wasn’t sure.

After all, back in the academy, he had been uncertain about his late wife, Tanasia. It wasn’t until he let her slip away that he realized his mistake. Harold was determined not to repeat the same error.@@novelbin@@

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