So, Are You Going to Marry Me?

A room filled with silence.

Franz and Arian were facing each other.

“I stopped her for now, but…”

He was at a complete loss as to where to even begin. He was also worried whether it was right for him, someone who wasn’t family, to bring up such a topic.

But since he had decided to do something about it, he couldn’t just stay still.

“I rode the carriage with Marcel earlier, right?”

“Ah, yes. I was a little surprised, but… My brother didn’t cause any trouble, did he?”

“It wasn’t trouble. I offered to give him a ride.”

“That’s a relief. I was worried that might be the case.”

Arian let out a short sigh, as if a weight had been lifted off her shoulders...