My Engagement was Cancelled so I will stop Pretending to be a Fool

Short, SHORT chapter

-Mr.Graverobber

Alan gazed at Olivia’s hand and slowly closed his eyes.

Since the moment she entered the room, her fingers have been tightly entwined with Cyrus’s.

(…….I’m, a fool.)

It’s already too late, for everything.

The pain that spread inside his chest was unbearable——-so he gave up.

For the first time in his life, Alan, who has done whatever he wanted until now, has given up.

As the Ministers left the room, the King’s gaze first turned to Alan.

Quietly looking up, Alan met eyes with the King and made a somewhat tired smile.

“I will take care of the formal procedure later but I think I should say it here. I wish to take full responsibility and waive my right to the throne. Breaking off my engagement with Olivia and taking Miss Lemone as my new fiancee was entirely my decision. I almost take in an unworthy bloodline into the royal family. I apologize for my mistake, Your Majesties. Olivia—no, Miss Atoir, and Cyrus as well, I am deeply sorry for the inconvenience I caused.”

Olivia’s eyes went round. Alan has just apologized. That self-righteous Alan who would never admit that he’s wrong.

On the other hand, the King gives Alan a small nod and turns to the Queen.

Meeting her husband’s eyes, the Queen smiles in response.

“I will not allow you to waive your succession right.”

“Mother—”

“This time you were merely involved. There is no need for you to apologize. Remember, the ones who stand above others must now bow their heads so easily.”

The Queen then glanced at Cyrus and Olivia with a smile. To be more specific, her gaze was on their intertwined hands.

“Cyrus doesn’t want to succeed the throne too right. If Alan gives up on the throne then who would succeed it? Do you plan to bring the children of your cousins into this too, Your Majesty?”

“That’s……”

“Barbara, in a case like that, Cyrus can just become king right——-”

Called by her name, the Queen put her hand on her cheek and tilted her head.

“Ara, is that so. Why?”

Cyrus’s body stiffened as he knew that the question was directed at himself. He then squeezes Olivia’s hand and looks back at the Queen.

“Why did you suddenly decide to become king? Why are you willing to take the throne now?”

Asked by the Queen, Cyrus opened his mouth but he immediately shut it.

Seeing that, the Queen sighed.

“You don’t really want to become a king right? You only want Olivia so you were just being led around by the nose by His Majesty weren’t you? How terrible of you, Your Majesty.”

The Queen throws a blaming glance at the King before returning her eyes to Cyrus.

“I am not being mean to you here. Of course, it’s not like I hate you either. Don’t misunderstand me, my child. You simply have no interest in the throne since a long time ago while Alan has the will to succeed it. That’s all. It’s true that you might be able to do a better job as a king but I do not want to bind my son to something like a throne against his will. If a king is lacking in some ways then it’s just a matter of finding someone to support him. That’s why I want Alan to take the throne. He may be lacking but his will to succeed the throne is the real thing after all.”

Both Cyrus and Alan took a breath before staring at the Queen.

Hearing the Queen’s reason why she wants Alan on the throne, Olivia was convinced. She agrees that no one is perfect and they can simply find someone that can compensate for their shortcomings.

“Of course, I will not stop Alan if he wants to take responsibility here. Still, do not give up on the throne. If you must, you can step down from the position of a crown prince for the time being.”

Saying so, the Queen got up from her seat. She then proceeded to leave but as though she remembered something, she turned back.

“Also, Cyrus. Do you think of your mother as some kind of demon? I am not going to get in between you and Olivia you know. If Olivia chooses you in the end then that’s fine. You don’t have to interrupt me whenever I’m with Olivia okay. Whether she chooses you or Alan, Olivia would still become my daughter-in-law after all.”

“……I’m sorry.”

Cyrus guiltily diverts his eyes from his mother.

The Queen then touched the door and smiled.

“That’s how it is, Your Majesty. It seems that our bet will have to continue for a while.”

“Muh.”

Hearing that, the King groaned with an expression that somewhat resembled a pouting child.