“…Is this something you made yourself, Achille?”
“That’s right. It took me two years to make it, and I used magic to add various enchantments to it. It even covers magic tattoos bypasses.”
“…Amazing!”
It seems that rather than the issue of being unable to take it off, Camille is more interested in the fact that I crafted it. As expected of her.
“Achille, what if you became a magic item craftsman? Even though you have this much talent for it.”
And it seems that in her eyes, being a magic item craftsman is an even more important position than a prime minister.
“…If I get fired from my job at the castle, I might think about it. Well, let’s leave that topic aside for now.”
“Mn?”
“Won’t you marry me?”
“Uu…”
The time when we got engaged, without waiting for her reply, I completed everything behind her back.
The result of that was that up until just recently, I was stuck dealing with various troubles regarding the un-self-consciously super blockheaded Camille.
So this time, I decided that I would go through with it after properly asking for her reply.
“I’ll always treasure you. I’ll properly do the work of your marquis family, and I’ll get along with your father and the servants too.”
“Hey, why are you asking now?”
“Because it’s now. I want to become your husband even a little faster, and the truth is, even when we were going to school, I was always enduring…”
It seems that Camille has noticed that I’m in a rush. Having said that though, I don’t want to worry her by telling about the various circumstances regarding Topageria.
While I was feeling conflicted, Camille suddenly told me in a small voice.
“Okay.”
It’s okay?
It’s something I brought up myself, but I didn’t expect that she would reply so readily. Even I had decided that today I would be persistent until she agreed, it’s suddenly an anti-climax. But it doesn’t change the fact that I’m happy.
Even though Camille realised that I hadn’t told her all the circumstances, she still gave me her consent for the marriage.
When I considered that, she was so lovely that I couldn’t bear it.
Your Highness you idiot! Why did you prepare this room so thoroughly with all this furniture? Of all things, to give us this room with this many temptations… It was definitely on purpose.
Camille is staring at me with her pure, raspberry eyes…
In order to call back my reason, I embraced her tightly, and composed myself.
On that day, on paper, Camille and I became officially husband and wife.
Various things were prepared in advanced, so both the documents and the witnesses were complete.
It seems that rather than the documents, Camille was more concerned with the magic item wedding ring but… well, that’s something for her to look forward to on the ceremony, isn’t it?
And so, it was decided that I would be moving to Camille’s house.