Roland refused politely but firmly, without a hint of hesitation.
A look of disappointment and astonishment, even more obvious than last time, flashed through Gloria's eyes.
These feelings spread and brewed within her heart until, finally...
"S-Sir Roland, you are being far too arrogant!"
The Princess panted slightly, her slender shoulders trembling with emotion as a faint blush colored her delicate face.
"Please don't think you can be so… so condescending just because of your own talent and abilities. I… I must remind you…"
Gloria took a deep breath, and though a faint tremor still lingered in her voice, she forced herself to regain the regal composure expected of the Royal Family.
"The marriage proposal… was made purely out of consideration for the Kingdom's interests. It is a political alliance to stabilize the situation, with no… no personal feelings involved."
Before the words had even left her lips, she spun around and practically fled from the tent.
