"It seems that you two made up," Charlotte said.
I could see her peeking through the gap in the door along with Grace. I quickly pushed Garett away.
"W-Were you two listening?" I asked in a fluster.
How long have they been watching us?
"We just got here and saw that you two were hugging. Wait to go, Romeo," Charlotte said as she slapped Garett's back.
"Peeking is such a nasty hobby, Charlotte Castile. I also expected better of you as well, Grace Elsie," Garett said with an irritated expression.
"My apologies in not being able to stop her from peeking," Grace said.
"When will you stop referring us by our full names? I suppose that only Arielle is special?" Charlotte asked.
"Of course, Arielle is special!" Garett shouted.
I blushed when I heard Garett said something so sweet.
"We are going to leave you some fruit before we go. Get better soon," Charlotte said as she left a basket of fruit on the table and left with Grace in tow.
I am alone again with Garett.
Garett showed me his fabulous knife skills and decided to make rabbits out of apple slices.
"Since when were you such an artist?" I asked.
"Just recently," Garett said as he stabbed an apple slice with a fork and placed it near my lips.
I opened my mouth and took a bite. The sweetness enveloped my tastebuds and left a citric aftertaste.
"Why rabbits?" I asked.
"I thought you liked them since we went to that rabbit theme park before..."
"Charlotte is the one who likes rabbits more. I actually prefer bears more...Are you going to practice making bear shaped food for me?" I asked.
Garett's eyebrows scrunched together along with his entire became a bright red color.
"...Sorry for being such a simple man," Garett said.
I let out a small chuckle.
I soon heard a knock on the door.
"Please come in," I said.
It was Erik who walked in with a bouquet of peonies in his hands. He seemed to scoff at Garett for a moment.
"What a simple man...I brought you your favorite flowers, Ari," Erik said as he handed me the bouquet.
"Thank you for the flowers, Your Highness. They are lovely," I said as I took them from him.
"I will go out to get water for the flowers," Garett said as he went outside with an empty vase.
"He sure is confident if he thinks that I cannot steal you back," Erik said.
"I do not think he has much to worry about," I said confidently.
"...Did you tell him everything?" Erik asked.
"Yes, and he accepted everything...even the things I hated about myself," I said.
"Half of your suffering is my fault. If only..."
"Erik, I will be fine from now on," I said with a smile.
"...Are you fine with being with a simple man like him?" Erik asked.
"Yes...He cannot be replaced by anyone else. Also, I happen to like simple gestures," I answered with a smile.
"...I hope that you can be happy from now on, Ari," Erik said.
"I hope for the same with you too, Erik," I said.
"When you cannot stand his grumpy face anymore, my arms are always open," Erik said as he made his exit.
Garett came back not long afterwards.
"What did you two talk about?" Garett asked as he took the bouquet from me and placed them in the vase.
"...He asked me if I was bored with you," I said.
"Why would be ask that?" Garett asked.
"He said that should I get bored with you, he would accept me with open arms," I answered.
"...Are you bored with me yet?" Garett asked.
I smiled brightly.
"It would not hurt to be more interesting," I said teasingly.
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