"Grandfather, stop talking nonsense."
Setan's expression darkened instantly, his voice firm and resolute.
"That engagement with Princess Nina was canceled long ago. I won't enter another political marriage, and I will never marry her."
Then, without a shred of hesitation, he added, "Other than Nina, I won't marry anyone."
A trace of frustration flashed across his face. The engagement had been dead and buried for ages; why was his grandfather suddenly dragging Princess Nina into this now of all times?
Instinctively, Setan's eyes darted toward Nina, a sudden spike of anxiety tightening in his chest. Would she dislike him now, knowing he once had a fiancée? He was already struggling just to win her affection.
Now, the ground beneath his feet felt even shakier. The more he overthought it, the more flustered he became until, completely at a loss, he shot Rin an aggrieved glare. This was all his grandfather's fault.
