Bab 113: Perfect Acting

Ale was doomed.

No matter how he looked at it, this was it. The end of his social life which hadn't even managed to bloom yet.

"Hmm?"

The Prince smiled when his eyes met Ale's, reminding Ale of how much of a fox this person was.

'You're having fun, aren't you? Damn Crown Prince!'

Ale gritted his teeth, holding back the urge to send the Crown Prince flying with a punch. He was reminded once again why he hated this person and his guts.

'If only Elisaria was here.. oh-'

Thinking about Elisaria made Ale suddenly come up with an idea.

He immediately softened his expression, took a step forward, away from the irritating Crown Prince and gave a small bow to the ladies in front of him.

"I apologize for wasting all of your precious times, my ladies. But I'm afraid I won't be participating in the dance today.."

Ale raised his head and made a pitifully sad expression as he said so.