The old King and the Third Princess found it hard to believe, yet somehow entirely expected...
They had long heard the rumors about Annan. After all, there was no shortage of women of other races around him—a Blue Dragon, an Elf, a Vampire, a Druid, a Centaur, a Minotaur. He had even been entangled with the Sea Folk some time ago... Still, they had not expected him to say it so frankly.
The Third Princess was undoubtedly the most disappointed. She glared at Annan as though she had misjudged him completely.
To be fair, children of the nobility were rarely unattractive. Their wealth allowed them to find good-looking spouses, and that was even truer of royalty.
The Third Princess had the same Blue Eyes as the old King. Her slightly thick eyebrows gave her a spirited look, and a life of luxury had left her skin fair and delicate. But honestly... when it came to status, Olin of the Tartun Empire was already commander of the Knights' Order.
In looks, Tadel could hold her own against the Elven Goddess. In ability, Olmedo and Idelia kept Free City running smoothly. In family background, the Crimson Princess had the Scarlet Queen for a mother. In strength, Illymoyas was a young Blue Dragon. In closeness to Annan, Tasia had been his first friend. Even in age, the Elf Mentor had been born before humans ever left Wilhelm.
In fact, this was the first time Annan had turned down a Marriage Alliance—Idelia pushing him to do so did not count.
He had a feeling everyone would stereotype him from now on. Instead of "the young lord of the Floating City," they would call him "that Champion Sorcerer"... But at least this should put an end to such proposals.
As he grew older, he would