My ideal wife? After hearing the princess’s question, Leon, who hadn’t thought about this question before, couldn’t help but slightly startle, then began to ponder along this line of thought.
First off, there definitely needs to be common ground in communication; it should be comfortable to talk with her. At the very least, our worldviews shouldn’t differ too much, otherwise, it’ll end up a mess of trivialities, and it’d be better just to stay single.
Secondly, her looks and figure can’t be too bad either. After all, finding a wife isn’t like making friends. If there’s no mutual attraction from the get-go, there’s nothing to even talk about afterward.
Lastly, she should get along with Anna and the others, maintain harmonious sister-in-law relations, like kids, and accept my work at the Clearing Bureau, being mentally prepared for the possibility of suddenly losing a husband…
…
“Would you mind if I summarized for you?”
After hearing Leon’s words, the princess couldn’t help but smile, then summed up with twinkling eyes: “You said so much, but it basically boils down to three conditions—someone you can chat with, someone who passes your standards, and someone who can accept your family situation… Is my summary okay?”
“…”
It’s really true…
“That makes things simple.”
Looking at Leon who nodded slightly in agreement, the princess, experienced in political circles and skilled in negotiations, smiled:
“Although I haven’t interacted with you much, I’m very satisfied with your family background. Anna and I get along well, and you don’t deny my charm. So even if I’m not the most ideal choice, I meet two-thirds of your conditions, right?”
Not noticing how the princess had subtly swapped concepts, turning veto points into scoring items, Leon thought for a moment and nodded again, without voicing any objections.
If you don’t object now, you’re not getting away~ Watching Leon already starting to think along her lines, the corner of the princess’s mouth couldn’t help but curl up as she continued her persuasive speech:
“As for whether we can chat well… Actually, I feel that your idea is a bit biased.”
Hearing the princess’s words, Leon couldn’t help but curiously ask, “How so?”
“One point is too idealistic.”
With evenly toned legs neatly pressed together, sitting elegantly on the side of the sofa, the princess gazed intently into Leon’s eyes and earnestly explained, “People inherently cannot always ‘get along’ perfectly. Even those with similar views will inevitably encounter differences in certain details.
Just like the people following me, hoping to change the kingdom, even though everyone has the same goal, they still have their own ideas and completely different, sometimes conflicting demands.”
Using the “Princess faction” as an example to explain her perspective, looking at Leon who was deep in thought, Princess Veronica gently said:
“Building a family is the same, Leon. You can’t expect to find a wife whose thoughts are exactly like yours and expect to live happily ever after without any arguments. The possibility of that is extremely low.
Even if you do find such a person, as you both encounter different people and situations, your thoughts will gradually change, and you won’t remain consistent forever. What would you do then?”
“I…”
“You’ll suffer from the constant conflicts and hesitate to let go because of everything you’ve shared.
So rather than facing all that in the future, it’s better to start by finding a smart partner, someone who, despite having disagreements with you, is willing to listen to your thoughts and knows how to reach a consensus with you… Am I right?”
“…”
Something seems a little off… but it seems… not entirely wrong?
“Right~ It’s a pity. You clearly fit my criteria, but you’re still thinking about it.”
After lightly complaining, the perfect candidate who was both “smart and sensible,” “acceptable in appearance,” and could “accept family circumstances” didn’t rush to reel him in but slightly loosened the fishing line, letting Mr. Pouty-face Leon swim around in the pond a bit longer, smiling and casually changing the topic:
“Speaking of thinking… Leon, besides me, do you have any other ‘candidates’? Can you tell me about them?”
Other candidates? Hearing the princess’s words, several figures immediately flashed through Leon’s mind.
The first one that popped up was a stunning red-haired woman…
Stop! Better stop early! Recalling the mountains of empty bottles piled up in the bureau director’s office and the near-death experiences from drinking sessions, Leon couldn’t help but shiver down his spine and quickly crushed this dangerous thought.
Excluding the director, who’s equivalent to marrying an ocean of alcohol, there’s Emma Senior. Gentle, mature, good to me, fair skin, beautiful, and strong skills, but there’s also a giant chopping knife in her room… Hmm…
Thinking about the bloodstained torture tools in her house and the hanging execution blade standing two and a half meters tall, Leon couldn’t help but shiver and rationally abandoned this idea.
Then… Isa? But her secret police work is incredibly busy, meaning we’d see each other rarely. Plus, she’s a master kickboxer. Although she’s excellent in character and loyal, making her a great friend, marrying her might lead to daily chaos, and it’s easy to end up with broken eggs… No! No!
None of them were wrong in content from 69 Book Bar!
Little rich girl Amy? Hmm… Though she seems to have some feelings for me, my feelings aren’t quite there yet. And we haven’t interacted much either, so it doesn’t seem suitable…
After going through a mental list, Leon somewhat helplessly realized that among the women he’s interacted with, excluding his younger sister Anna, the best candidate for marriage seems to be the princess in front of him.
Regardless of anything else, with the princess’s influence, domestic peace is something that doesn’t need to be worried about. Moreover, she has a high acceptance level regarding the possibility of losing a husband. Plus, if anything happens to me, she can take care of my younger siblings. So…
…
That’s enough~ According to my previous investigation, if evaluated based on those three standards, among the women Leon can come into contact with, there absolutely won’t be anyone better than myself.
Noticing Leon’s wandering gaze finally landing back on her, the princess, who had anticipated this, cunningly smiled and slowly reeled in the net: “You wouldn’t have thought around in circles only to conclude that I’m still the best, right?”
“…”
“Relax, I’m not one of those love-struck little girls. I don’t mind being your second choice. For me, the result is far more important than the process.”
Moving closer to the sofa, sitting slightly nearer, the princess took Leon’s hand, softly saying, “I know you might want a purer marriage, feeling that our engagement is tainted with too many other things, thinking my intentions are too strong.
But compared to you, my other ‘choices’ would mean leaving the capital city or even the kingdom, abandoning everything I’ve worked hard for over the years.
So whether you believe me or not, in my heart, no ‘choice’ can compare to you. You are the only prince I want.”
Lifting Leon’s hand and placing it on her chest, letting him feel her heartbeat, the princess knelt on the sofa, looking down at Leon who wanted to avoid her, seriously saying, “Leon, I am very sure that you are my best choice, and I have confidence that I can be your best choice!
Trust me, even if you’re not ready yet, don’t directly reject this marriage. Give us both a chance!”
“…”
Are we two… given the wrong script?(Chapter End)