I was still sleepy when the real Csille Lauretré wakes me up. It''s the day. The start of my viiness day and the end of short-live BL romance.


    Csille walks downstairs as if she owns this ce. Well, technically, she really does. My lips immediately form a smile when my foot enters the dining room.


    The count, the countess, Prince Fraser, and Princess Paislee are already seated, and they are already starting their meal.


    "Good morning, mother, father." My feet waly towards my mother and father and give them a kiss before my head turns towards Prince Fraser and Princess Paislee.


    Father is seated on the head of the family seat. Mother is sitting on the left side of father. While Prince Fraser is sitting on the right side. Prince Fraser and Princess Paislee are sitting beside each other.


    My mouth smiled at them, and my head bows a little. Of course, it moves on its own. Or better yet, the real Csille Lauretré moves it. "Good morning, Prince Fraser and Sir Farren."


    Mother smiled at me. "Good morning, dear. Come here, sit. We''re just talking about when we will go back to the capital."


    Of course, you do. I write this scene. I know where this conversation will lea. Mother assist me to sit beside her since Princess Paislee already upied the seat beside Princess Paislee. It''s as if I''m looking forward to sit beside him. No! Heck, no!


    "Really? When will we go back then?"


    Mother asks the maid to prepare my breakfast before answering. "It''s three days from now." Mother poured me the hibiscus tea that I like to drink every morning. "Here''s your favorite tea. Sir Farren is the one who brewed that."


    My eyes immediately look at Princess Paislee. Princess Paislee stared back at me. My lips smiled at him. "Thank you, Sir Farren. You shouldn''t have done that. I hope it didn''t hurt you or opened your wounds."


    Princess Paislee shakes her head as a response. "It''s my pleasure to serve you, Lady Lauretré." She then goes back to eating her meal.


    Father and mother also continue what they are talking about before Ie in. Prince Fraser also joins the conversation. While Princess Paislee and I continue to eat our breakfast in peace.


    My head looks in front of me, where Princess Paislee is sitting. My hands inconspicuously write letters on the table. Princess Paislee looks at it.


    It''s the scene where Csille and Princess Paislee will talk in secret. Csille is sending a message to Princess Paislee that they will talk in secret after the breakfast.


    Princess Paislee has a quick instinct and catches what I wanted to say at her. I immediately finished my breakfast and left the table first. Leaving my parents, Prince Fraser and Princess Paislee, behind.


    My feet walk towards the room of Princess Paislee. A minute after, Princess Paislee will enter the room. They will then start to talk about what will happen after they arrived at the capital of Vrawyth.


    True to what I''ve written, after a minute or so, Princess Paislee enters the room. She looks outside first before she closed the door.


    My hand moves on its own and gestured Princess Paislee to sit on the bed. There''s only one chair here, and since I am already sitting on the chair, Princess Paislee has no choice but to sit on the bed.


    "What are we going to talk about, Lady Lauretré? Make it quick, or else someone might catch us."


    Wise, I really like the character traits of Princess Paislee. Wise and practical. Well, she''s right, though. There''s a big chance someone might see her going out of the room of Farren.


    Although they wouldn''t think about that there''s a conspiracy going between them. They would probably just think that Farren and I have an ambiguous rtionship. Which quite understandable, too, since Princess Paislee is in a male disguise.


    My eyebrows raised on its own. Since Csille doesn''t originally know that Farren is Princess Paislee, she is quite wary of him. Come to think of it, does the current Csille Lauretré now, knows the secret of the Crown Princess?


    "The King will bestow you a position as a royal knight. Just as what I promised to you. However, I just want to make sure that you wouldn''t say something about our deal, okay? Also, I want you to serve the Crown Prince. What can you say about it?"


    Princess Paislee looks at me. Shocked by what I''ve just said. Princess Paislee''s n is just to be a knight. If she guards the Crown Prince, then it wouldn''t be too good for her. It''s risking her identity to be exposed. If that happens, a war will be inevitable.


    That''s what she''s thinking. She would refuse Csille''s request and would just choose to be a simple knight.


    "I''m sorry, Lady Lauretré. However, I don''t think I''m qualified to be the royal guard of the Crown Prince. Also, I''m already satisfied with being appointed as a knight of the Vrawyth Kingdom. It''s already an honor for me. So, I would respectfully decline your offer."


    Just what I expected. Csille sighs and stands up. Aside from Prince Fraser, Csille wouldn''t repeat what she just said or wouldn''t force herself on someone. If you don''t want it, so be it. There are a lot of people who could upy that spot.


    I rolled my eyes at what is Csille thinking. Yeah, yeah. Among the knights of the Vrawyth Kingdom, Farren is the strongest of them all. So, only him could guard the Crown Prince properly. I wanted to say that to Csille. However, I don''t think she would ever hear what I said or what I think. She probably doesn''t even know that I exist in her body.


    This is kind of weird. It sounds like those psychological movies, where the lead is experiencing dissociative identity disorder. It''s when a person has two more people living in his or her body.


    And I am the alter ego? Is that it Ysavel? My feet walk outside the room of Princess Paislee like nothing happened. It then walked towards my room.


    The moment I stepped my foot in my room, the force controlling my body, aka the real Csille, disappeared.


    Oh wow! That''s nice. It''s as if there is some sort of automatic switch. If Csille Lauretré is not on the scene that I''ve written, I could control my body.


    I sit on the bed and think about the scene after the secret conversation between Princess Paislee and Csille. Prince Fraser will walk inside the room and talk about Princess Paislee''s condition.


    They will be talking about the things that will happen after we arrived at the Capital of Vrawyth. The Crown Prince only knows that Farren will be bestowed as a Royal Knight of the Kingdom. However, he doesn''t know that the King is nning to make Farren the royal guard of Prince Fraser.


    So, Prince Fraser will just brief Farren about things in the Capital. How is it living there. What are the rules and such. What will happen after he bes a knight and such.


    I didn''t specified what they are talking about in my novel. I just highlighted in their conversation the gestured of Prince Fraser and Princess Paislee. There''s actually quite a BL scene today.


    Remembering that, I immediately stand up and walks towards the door. However, when I try to open the door, my arms freeze. I sigh. Of course, how can I forget? Csille, you''re really a boomer.


    With a slumped shoulder, Iy on my bed. It''s a BL scene. I wanted to take a look. Those BL scenes are short live. How could they deprive me of those? Heartless hmp!


    I justy on my bed for an hour or so. Trying to console my fujoshi heart that was bleeding because I didn''t get the chance to peek. Then suddenly someone knocks on my door.


    "Who is it?" I shouted without turning my head at the door or even getting up. I don''t want to move. My heart is hurting.


    "Csille, it''s me." I got startled when I heard Prince Fraser outside my room. Holy sheez! What is he doing outside my room?


    I tried to recall if I have written a scene like this, but I didn''t remember any. Wait, what''s the scene after Prince Fraser and Princess Paislee''s conversation?


    It''s a scene where Prince Fraser will bring Princess Paislee to the garden to breathe some fresh air. And it will be in the afternoon.


    However, it''s still morning right now? What did I write in the morning? Prince Fraser leaves Farren so he could recuperate. The doctor advised not to let Farren move too much.


    Prince Fraser said he has a meeting with someone. But who is he meeting? I don''t think I specified who he is meeting in the morning.


    Wait, is it me? It''s Csille Lauretré? But it doesn''t make sense.


    "Csille? I know you''re in there."


    I was startled when I heard Prince Fraser''s voice outside. What will happen now? I didn''t write about this? Why is there a scene like this? Should I be concerned for my own life now? He sounds like he is mad.


    I slowly walk towards the door and opens it with a trembling hand. I forced a fake smile. "Hi, Prince Fraser."


    Prince Fraser forces himself inside. Oh, okay. He then closed the door and walked towards my bed.


    "Don''t hi me, Csille." He sits on my bed and watches me standing.


    Okay, then I won''t. I just looked at him.


    "Aren''t you going to sit?" He taps the space beside him. Indicating me to sit.


    I shake my head. "I''m good. I''ll just stay here." It''s better to be in here. It looks like Prince Fraser is not in the mood today. I better shelter in a safe ce. I don''t want to be caught in the storm.


    Prince Fraser''s eyes squinted, and he raised his eyebrows at me. "I. said. sit. Csille!" He said in a shallow voice. Oh, oh, it''s a sign that he''s suppressing his emotions. He''s in rage. He then taps the space beside him.


    Okay okay. Jeez, calm down, Prince Fraser. Why are you mad? I walk towards him slowly and sit beside him. Leaving a meter between him. Safe space Csille. Distance.


    Prince Fraser looks at me. He then grabbed my hand and pulled me to his side. And since I was startled, I didn''t have the time to bnce myself. I ended up toppling Prince Fraser.


    We looked at each other for a minute or two before I tried to break from his grip. However, he wouldn''t let me. He snakes his arms at the back of my waist. Making our body closer.


    Holy! What are you doing, Prince Fraser? I tried to get up, but Fraser wouldn''t let me.


    "Don''t move, Csille. Let''s stay like this for a while. I''m tired." He whispered.


    I look up at him and saw him closing his eyes. I noticed how he has an eye bag now. He looks stress over something. What are you stress about Prince Fraser? Shouldn''t you be happy because Farren is already okay now. Also, Csille hasn''t even started bothering you two. Why are you stressed?


    I wanted to ask him why is he stress, but I couldn''t think of the right words to say. I sighed silently and raised one of my arms, and touched his furrowed brows.


    What are you thinking, Fraser?


    I straightened his brows. Prince Fraser suddenly catches my hand that is touching his eyebrows. He then intertwined it with his. "Let''s stay like this, Csille. I feel rx when I am with you. Let me rest, Csille." He whispered. His hands at the back of my waist tighten its grip.


    I put my head on his chest. Trying to hide my flushed face. I hate you, Prince Fraser. I was supposed to be shipping you with Farren, and here I am, flustered with your words. This is bad.


    I suddenly heard a beating sound. I listen carefully to know what it is. It''s Prince Fraser''s heart. It''s beating fast. Is he okay?


    I didn''t know when but I find myself dozing off too. It''s probably because of how warm he is that it made me sleepy. I never felt this kind of warmth.