The Villainess Wants to Indulge in 'Moe' to Her Heart's Content! - Episode 1.19
Rashid smirked and glanced at Licht.
“Isn’t that right, Licht?”
“…I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
Without changing his expression in the slightest, Licht smoothly deflected the remark.
However, Letizia wasn’t paying any attention to their exchange—she was far too preoccupied with Asim, whose brows were still furrowed.
(I-I’m so sorry! Someone like me receiving such words…! You’re absolutely right! Prince Rashid belongs to you, after all!)
In her past life, she had been the type to deeply appreciate character relationships, often to the point where her favorite character and her favorite ship weren’t necessarily the same thing.
In The Six Saints: FORELSKET—Falling Into an Unspeakably Blissful Love, the sheer number of characters meant she had separate favorites for individual characters, BL pairings, and heterosexual NL pairings.
And, as fate would have it, the master-servant duo from Yaqut was Letizia’s ultimate BL ship.
(Ahhh…! After that careless remark, Prince Rashid is definitely going to get punished tonight…! No—he must get punished…! The moment they’re alone at night, the dynamic shifts, Asim’s jealousy awakens his inner wolf, and he pins Rashid down…! If that happens, I just—!)
It was too much. Letizia cupped her burning-red face with both hands and whispered softly:
“T-Truly divine…”
Just the sight of Asim’s displeased expression was enough to send her imagination into overdrive.
That alone made today perfect.
“…That was certainly strange. She seemed completely unaware of proper royal etiquette.”
The sharp click of heels against the floor echoed.
Letizia, lost in her fantasy, jolted back to reality and lifted her gaze.
“A person granted special permission to transfer in as a second-year… Is that even possible?”
Silky hair, the color of a crisp spring morning sky, swayed gently.
“Clemens.”
“You’re wearing that serious expression again, even this early in the morning.”
Clemens Foremion Rid Cuanos—the prince of Cuanos, the nation that governs the element of water.
In stark contrast to Rashid, the fiery prince of Yaqut, Clemens was calm, unhurried, and quiet. Thoughtful and deeply considerate, he always carried a gentle smile on his lips.
His eyes, the same serene blue as his hair, were kind and tranquil—like a still pond hidden deep within a forest.
“Good day to you, Lady Letizia.”
“I hope you are in the best of spirits, Prince Clemens.”