Same fate, but different people

“Do you hate me?”

In silence, I ask Salzaal.

In the end, Nigel decided to seal his power in order to deceive the dukes. And the issue of my blood suddenly came out like crazy, as it could not be answered; it was assumed that the elements in my body were fluctuating. Of course, as a result, my mother has sent me so much nourishment food that it is all over my room.

“Hate…?” The prince repeats my question and laughs. “Do you even care?”

“Well… no,” I say as I close my eyes. “You better hate me if possible.”

“What? Anti-social period?” The prince sways his head. “Actually, it’s easy for me to hate people, but when it comes to you, it’s difficult. It’s not so often to meet someone who is a good fit for me. It’s not that easy to hate you.”

“But you like Nigel, Salzaal.”

“Like? Well, yes.” He admits it. “But for me, just not being dead is enough.”

In response to his words, I raise my brows.