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Tristan was trying to maintain his composure, but the way he fidgeted betrayed his unease.

A moment later, he finally stood up.

"Excuse me for a moment… I have a stomachache."

"A-Ah! Yes, Your Highness. No need to explain!"

That was definitely information no one needed to hear.

Does he have no shame? Why would he even say that?

As Tristan disappeared into the shadows, Rick absentmindedly chewed on a piece of meat, his thoughts a tangled mess.

Now he was left alone with Arthur—a man just as difficult to deal with, albeit for entirely different reasons.

I do not want to hear even a single second about how you feel about Maria!

Desperately, Rick searched for a way to shut him up.

But it was too late. Arthur spoke first.

And it was a topic Rick hadn’t expected.

"Prince Tristan and Lady Doris’s relationship seems to be going well. Normally, I wouldn't discuss other people's affairs, but I think it’s important to clear up any misunderstandings regarding their bond."

"...Excuse me? Duke, are you close with His Highness, or with Doris?"

"Neither. But back in May, at the royal banquet, I had the opportunity to dance and converse with Lady Doris."

"And she mentioned her fiancé?"

What the hell was this about?

Rick nearly scoffed.

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