The Princess Sitting Next to Me is a Sweet Girlfriend Only in Front of Me
Stellafia Magipastel is highly popular among the people due to her beauty.
However, she was born as the child of a concubine.
Moreover, her mother was of common birth.
Thus, while her father and family do love Stellafia, she has always been aware of the truth.
That one day, she will no longer be a princess of this country.
After all, for women born into royalty, their ultimate fate is either marriage to another country or being married off to a subordinate.
In any case, they are usually treated as tools for marriage.
And if you aren’t the child of an empress, that’s even more so the case.
If she were the child of an empress, there would at least be a slim chance of inheriting the throne.
The first princess, the second princess, and even the fourth and fifth princesses have a small possibility of succeeding to the throne in the event of unforeseen circumstances.
But not Stellafia.
No matter how excellent Stellafia may be, it was an absolute fact that such a thing was impossible for her.
“Therefore, if you were to fall in love with an honors student, it would be something to celebrate. It might be difficult to bring him fully into the royal family, but we can reward him for his achievements by granting him a noble title and giving you as a reward.”
“…”
“But what I must say to you isn’t about such practical matters.”
However, such facts didn’t matter to her.
It was something Fiorldia didn’t need to say, and Stellafia already understood.
That’s why, accepting his stern words head-on, Stellafia waited for what he would say next.
“…Therefore, listen well, Stellafia.”
His voice was very gentle.
It was the voice of her father that Stellafia knew well.
And because of that, Stellafia listened with resolve.
“The reason you’ve been able to seize this fortune is because you’ve sincerely built a relationship with him. You’ve cultivated your bond with him up until the point your true identity was revealed.”
Fortune.
That’s what Fiorldia called it.
As a member of the royal family, as a princess.
It was the fortune of possibly having her romantic feelings reciprocated that Stellafia had grasped.
“On top of that, the difficulties that will stand in the way of you and him have yet to appear before you both.”
“…Yes.”
The heavy meaning behind her father allowing her romance.
It wasn’t about bringing a special talent into the country as the king.
Nor was it about her being fortunate enough to have the possibility of being united with the man she loved despite being of royal blood.
If Stellafia wished to continue loving him, it meant that hardships awaited her.
“And from here on, do you have the resolve to protect him?”
That’s why her father asked his daughter this question.
Even if it was an obvious conclusion.
“I do.”
Without hesitation, Stellafia declared firmly.
At that, Fiorldia showed just a hint of relief.
And so, the “special” love story of Stellafia Magipastel — Fiá Carat — and the honors student, Heim, begins here.
“…Well, that is, if he returns my affection.”
“Don’t waver now, you fool!”
…And so, it begins.
