Razeal listened to Arthur's words without interrupting him. He didn't argue, didn't react immediately, didn't even change his posture at first. Then, slowly, almost lazily, he shook his head.
"Hmmm… interesting," he said at last, his voice calm, unhurried. "But I'll have to reject that."
Arthur's gaze sharpened for a fraction of a second, but before he could respond, Razeal continued, tilting his head slightly as if reconsidering his own words.
"I won't reject this from my side," he clarified. "If the princess herself rejects it, then fine. I won't force anything. But I won't be the one to step back." His lips curved faintly, not quite a smile. "As for your father… if he wants to reject it forcefully, he can try. I won't stop him either."
He shrugged lightly, as if the matter were trivial. "But i won't do it.. Kicking away one's own destiny is a bad habit, you know. I don't plan on starting that."
