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The preparation was finished.

Lisa smiled proudly at the way her studio was decorated.

Normally, books were piled up close to the brink of collapse, and there were traces of devoured sweets or an empty bottle of milk that had been abandoned here and there. Such garbage only disappeared once a week, probably because her brother or someone had sent somebody to clean it up after her.

When she came to the studio to clean today, she discovered that the inside was already clean, so instead, Lisa put pink scented candles everywhere. It was a scented candle ‘for lovers’ that she had bought after seeing an advertisement which said it had a sweet yet melting scent.

One low-alcohol champagne and one terrifying red wine that was so strong that you might not even be able to drink a single glass. She also bought four crystal glasses on the way home.

The bed in the studio was already very soft and clean, so she didn’t need to change much, but she did need one more pillow as two people might be sleeping together later.

‘Phew, all that’s left is for him to come. He will come, won’t he?’

Maybe the note was sent as a joke. If so, Lisa would drink all the alcohol she had just prepared and go to bed alone, or she would call Jungkook, pour out all her upset feelings to him, and cry.

But she didn’t like either option, so she could only hope that he would come.

In fact, all the men she would interact or have conversations with were chosen since she was born. Her father, brothers, and Jungkook. Other than that, there were no other men in her life.  Even the employees around her were either old like a grandfather, or women. Where the young men worked, she was never able to see them in the first place.

After she made her debut in the social world, she would wonder if she could talk to noble men of her age, but there seemed to be some problems with that.

To her surprise, noblemen shunned her. They seemed to be having a very interesting conversation, but when she approached them, they kept their mouths shut and shivered and did not try to avoid or even make eye contact.

Of course, even during the dance time, her partners were only her brothers or Jungkook. Sometimes her father.

No matter how much she wanted to approach them, she didn’t have the knack for talking to noblemen who avoided her.

So Lisa was curious. What about the men out here in the city?

What about the commoner men who are not under the influence of her father, who is the country’s military minister? Could it be that a fateful love is waiting for her somewhere?

If someone cursed at her for being young, Lisa would answer ‘yes’

What’s wrong with dreaming? What’s wrong with anticipating fate? In an era when romance could suddenly disappear, Lisa just wanted to keep that feeling and mindset.

It didn’t mean she expected a prince.

“Oh, it smells good.”

When the pink incense candles were lit one by one, a sweet smell began to permeate the studio. ‘Should I have a drink first or not?’ Lisa wondered and worried. Then the sound of heavy footsteps entered Lisa’s ears. It was the sound of shoes hitting the marble slab right in front of the door of the house.

‘He’s here!’

It felt like her heart was pounding and falling. Still, Lisa barely managed to not scream and walked over to her front door. Then there was the sound of two brief knocks on her door, and someone opened her mouth.

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