At last, what the Prince most wanted was to leave openly with the other person.
Thinking this, Paris took a step forward and spoke gently,
"Helen, hear me out,"
"There's nothing in this world that could outweigh your place in my heart, and such a person as you shouldn't stay in this barbaric kingdom."
"Come with me, no one can tear us apart, just like I said yesterday."
"This kingdom can't stop me, my power is far greater than you can imagine."
"...Paris, it's not that I don't want to leave with you, but this place is ultimately a royal city."
"I do believe you wouldn't lie to me, but it's still too dangerous, if you..."
"I won't be harmed!"
Moved by her concern for his safety, Paris knew it was completely unnecessary.
Taking a deep breath, the Prince drew his wand, a surge of immense confidence welling up in his chest.
"Helen, I'm not just comforting you, nor am I being reckless."
"In fact, I have already conquered the Death that was destined."