A Prequel Of Love

One evening I invited my friend Tima to the mansion for the first time. A
commoner and an aristocrat. An unlikely combination considering the difference
in status, but in this arcazam, there is nothing wrong with that.

"Hey, hey, Tima-san, tell me about it!"

"E~tto I have no experience with that, so it's impossible."

The problem was that my dear sister was more excited than I was. The topic of
conversation was first love. How could it be that she is getting more colorful?
Could it be because of the influence of a friend she made at Ekross?

If so, as a big sister, I may have to have a little chat with her. ......

"Then, what about you, Ane-sama?"

"Hm? My love story?"

Hmmm. I'm not sure what you mean when you say love ....... Out of obligation as
a noble, I had met my fiancée, who was decided upon when I was a child, but
unfortunately, that conversation was broken off a few years later. I was to be the
next head of the House of Francylt.

The Kingdom of Forsyna is a country in the western side of the Arkmill continent
where women have advanced considerably, but even so, it is undeniably a male-
dominated society.

My former fiancée also dismissed my aspirations to become the next head of the
family with the single word, "Impossible".

"Well, whether it's a Groom or a son-in-law, it's a story that has nothing to do
with me."

Somia looks at me with a slightly sad expression on her face as she remembers
those days. Somia was even younger then, than she is now, so she shouldn't
remember it. ......

I pat my sister's head as if to say it's okay. I am not sad, even if I never knew love.
Because what is important to me is already in my hands.

This is just a short time before I met him and knew love.