A Degenerate's Tale

"Sharon..." Seth let out a big smile when he saw his sister. Then his eyes moved over to Earl, "...and Earl."

"Brother!" Sharon greeted. "What are you doing here?" She inquired curiously.

Their living quarters were in opposite directions so it could not be a coincidence that Seth was here.

"I heard that you started your education with Lord Merlin a couple of days ago so I came to check on you," Seth said with a smile to Sharon. With the same smile, he looked over to Earl. "However, it appears that you are preoccupied right now so maybe another day."

"Have fun, you guys," Seth said before walking away.

"Okay, we will!" Sharon waved her goodbyes as Seth's figured slowly disappeared into the hallway. "That was pretty weird, wasn't it?" She said to Earl.

"Hm? Was it?" Earl couldn't care less about the prince but continued playing his character anyway.

"Yeah! He doesn't usually come here!"

At another hallway, Seth continued to walk for a while before stopping with a dark face. "Sharon..." He muttered. To say the least, Seth was a sis-con through and through.

Back to Earl and Sharon.

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When the arrived at Sharon's room, her maid was already waiting by the door.

Sharon's maid was an looked very ordinary with black hair and black eyes. Fitting her ordinary appearance, she lived a boring life, simply doing her job as a maid every day with no motivation to move on. But who could blame her? It was the fate of those who were born ordinary, without any talents.

"Prepare a meal for two," Sharon told her maid.

"Very well." The nameless maid bowed and took her leave for the kitchen.

The princess watched her maid leave before opening the door to her room. And as expected, her room was large and extravagant, fitting of her status as a princess.

As soon as one entered her room, their eyes would be drawn to two things. The large window at the end of the room, which showed the city, and the large bed, which could probably fit at least 6 people. The bed had luxurious, red wooden frames which surrounded it with pillars that reached the ceiling. The bedsheets on the bed itself were white with pink, flowery patterns. It was totally over the top.

At one corner of the room was a corner desk with various female accessories on it as well as a large mirror. At another corner was the entrance to a walk-in closet in which one could catch a glimpse of all of the princess's dresses for a brief moment.

All the furniture were mainly built of redwood, finished off with gold trimmings while the walls and floors were white, decorated with pink patterns.

"W-what do you think?"

"I think it's totally you, Princess," Earl answered promptly.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Sharon pouted at Earl's answer and put her dainty hands on her hips.

"I think it's very cute and organized, like you, Princess."

"Really?" She looked at him in the eyes with her cute face. Her silver hair flowed down her shoulders, perfectly complimenting her blue eyes.

"Yes, of course," Earl answered with a straight face.

"Good!" The princess gave a satisfied nod before running over to the window where there was a round table with two chairs next to it. "Look! We can enjoy our lunch here while looking at the city!"

A few moments later, Earl and Sharon were seated at the table with food in front of them. Their lunch of the day was a sandwich with roasted magical meat as the highlight.

The pair often enjoyed lunch together whenever Earl visited, however, this was the first time in Sharon's room. The rules of the Royal Family was to eat together at dinner only. This is to accommodate the habits of each family member. Some were early risers, while others were late risers who would sleep past breakfast and dinner. This turned out to be advantageous for Sharon who could use this opportunity to occasionally enjoy lunch with Earl.

"Do you want to go down there, Princess?" Earl suddenly asked Sharon.

Sharon continued to gaze down the window. "I would love to. How did you know?"

"It's hard not to notice when you always look out the window."

"So it's that obvious? I love the city, but the family never lets me go out. I've only walked the streets of Ablax twice."

"It's not obvious." Earl shook his head. "I notice because I look at you often."

Earl's casual words caused Sharon's face to redden and finally took her attention away from the window and to Earl. "W-w-what are you trying to say!?"

"It's nothing, Princess." Earl only smiled in return.

The current Earl did not have an interest in the current Sharon. What he was interested in was the future, Sharon. Even with his depraved mind, he would not go after a little girl who did not know better but this did not mean he would stop planting seeds for the future.

"Hmph!" Sharon looked away and chomped into her sandwich.

Princess Sharon was bashful, honest, and pure. Sometimes she would throw tantrums, but she would apologize after. They were outstanding qualities in a woman and conflicted with her identity as a princess. Because of this, Earl knew that she would grow up to be an outstanding woman.

Earl wiped his mouth off with a towel and stood up.

"Thank you for the meal, I will be taking my leave now, Princess." Earl bowed and then left the room simply to avoid any awkwardness that would come.

Inside the room, Sharon rolled around in her bed.

"Argh! Sharon you idiot! Why didn't you talk more after inviting him to your room as mother told you?"

She rolled around left and right in her frilly dress with a red face while recalling the conversation she had with her mother the other day.

"You like that boy, Earl, right?" Her mother suddenly said one day.

"W-w-what are you saying, mom!" She stammered on her words after what her mother said in which she merely replied with a smile. "Fine! M-maybe I do like him a little!"

"Well, if you like him, you should get him to like you too. As a princess, these matters are important. He's the son of a Court Mage so he would be a good match for you. Why don't you start by inviting him to your room so you could be closer?"

"Invite him to my room!?"

"Inviting a man to your room shows trust and a part of your character. Trust me, he'll appreciate it."