"In that person's eyes...he just needs someone to exist to accomplish what he expects."
"It doesn't matter if this person is me or Lawrence."
Richard's voice was elusive, making it impossible to discern his true state of mind.
But Wayne probably knew that even though he had always been comfortable in the position of prince, he was not completely without complaints against his father.
Neither Richard nor Lawrence seemed to have a very close father-son relationship with the king.
After a slight pause, Richard suddenly smiled lonely.
"Actually, I don't have any feelings for Tasia."
He said.
"But if one person has to make such a sacrifice...it might be better if it's me."
Although Vern did think Richard was more reliable than Lawrence, it still stung him when he heard this statement.
So he couldn't help frowning and retorted: "I don't necessarily have to marry one of your two brothers, right? You think it's too natural."
Are you kidding? Even I am not narcissistic to this extent.
"..." Richard fell into thought.
He didn't seem to have really considered the possibility that the other party didn't like him.
"Are you planning to force Tasia to marry into the royal family regardless of her wishes?" Wayne asked in an unfriendly tone.
This time Richard had no time to hesitate and immediately denied it: "Of course not!"
"——It's okay if it's not." Wayne said calmly.
He didn't want to hear any more of what Richard had to say.
Coincidentally, at this time, the speed of the carriage gradually slowed down, and the two finally arrived at the church.
…
We met in the same reception room as last time, but this time only Wayne and Richard came, so it seemed much empty and deserted.
Tasia looked a little surprised when she saw Richard.
However, she didn't pay much attention to this. Instead, she sincerely expressed her gratitude to Wayne as soon as they met.
"Classmate Wayne! Your notes really helped me a lot, thank you very, very much!" She still looked a little haggard, but her mental state had recovered a lot.
It seems that even while taking care of her mother, she continues to study on her own so as not to forget too many lessons.
Wayne felt a little relieved.
"Is Auntie's condition getting better? Have you resumed eating normally recently?"
"Well, I'm awake now and eating well every day." She was already very happy, "Although I still can't muster any strength."
"By the way, my teacher is currently researching an instrument for auxiliary therapy. When the test product is ready, I hope you can go and take a look, Tasia, maybe it can help you," Wayne said. .
"Eh?"
Facing his invitation, Tasia showed a look of surprise. "Is... doesn't it matter?"
"Of course it doesn't matter. I have already made an appointment with my teacher to qualify for trial."
After Wayne's persuasion, Tasia was indeed a little moved, so she reluctantly agreed.
"I'm sorry... I caused everyone trouble." She said a little sadly.
"Stop saying you're sorry all the time."
Wayne was a little helpless.
"Friends should help each other, and I did this for you voluntarily. You didn't feel sorry for me."
Richard, who had been listening silently for a long time, also interjected in a very friendly manner: "Yes, we are all good friends. If you encounter any difficulties, just come to us."
Good guy, why are you using exactly the same routine as Lawrence? Are my good friends equal to your good friends?
It's a bit too familiar.
Seeing Wayne's speechless expression, Tasia smiled slightly.
"I understand, thank you very much."
She put aside the note handed to her by Wayne, and then handed another small box she brought over to Wayne.
"These are some extra cookies I made this afternoon when I was making cookies for my mother... Because I don't have anything worth repaying to classmates Wayne and Chris, so I can only convey it in this way. "She said a little embarrassedly, "I hope you won't dislike it."
"How could it be! Chris likes the cookies you made...ah, of course I like them too." Wayne accepted the box.
"Tasia, please take good care of your aunt now. Don't worry too much. No matter what happens, you can come to me. Chris and I will always be your strongest support."
Tasia smiled at him and nodded, "Yeah!"
Although it was basically Wayne who was talking to Tasia all the time, the conversation between the three of them was generally quite harmonious.
When it was time to say goodbye, Tasia thoughtfully sent the two of them outside the church square, and watched them board the carriage before returning with peace of mind.
But unlike when he first arrived, Richard was quite resentful at this time.
"Ven, you were a little too enthusiastic about Tasia. I didn't even get a chance to talk to her." He complained.
Just now, he worked very hard to find every opportunity to interrupt. However, when he thought about it carefully afterwards, he realized that most of what he said was nonsense.
"...Have you forgotten your Miss Echos?" Staring at the scenery outside the window, Wayne secretly twitched the corners of his mouth.
Damn it, just give it a try!
Suddenly hearing the name again, Richard fell silent.
After a long time, his faint sigh sounded in the carriage.
"Sometimes even I can't help but doubt myself..." he whispered to himself as if confused.
"——Does this person Ecos really exist?"
Wayne:! ! !
He didn't hide his surprise at his words and turned back to look at the look on his face. "Why do you say that suddenly?"
"Because... every time I want to take the opportunity to see her, she always avoids me."
At this moment, Richard's voice was resentful and downcast.
Having said that...it seems that Bulwer did convey Richard and Lawrence's private invitation to himself, but he refused with a bad attitude when he heard it for the first time.
He just wants to hang out with beautiful girls, not with his good brothers!
"I have never evaded the fact that I love her. Many people in the capital should know it."
When Wayne mentioned something sad, Richard seemed to open up his chat box, and a series of words that had been buried in his heart came out naturally.
"Has she really never heard of it? Even if it was from other people, she should have heard it at least seventeen or eighteen times, right?"
"But, she never came to me, and I don't even know where she lives." Richard was frustrated.
