Please get me out of this BL novel...I'm straight! novel Chapter 138

Chapter 138: ’Congratulate The Winner’

Everyone was shocked—but no one more than Florian.

If he had thought Heinz was confusing before, now he was utterly baffling. Even Lucius, usually composed, looked bewildered, his gaze flickering between Heinz and Scarlett as if searching for some hidden logic. Out of all the princesses—out of every possible candidate—he had chosen her?

Scarlett, who had failed in every aspect of the trials?

Florian’s mind raced, trying to make sense of it, but no explanation came. His stomach tightened as the room filled with tense silence.

"M-M-Me, Your Majesty?" Scarlett’s voice wavered. She covered her mouth, her shock unmistakable. Then, as if instinctively seeking confirmation, her wide, disbelieving eyes darted straight to Florian.

Florian felt the weight of countless stares pressing down on him. The other princesses were looking at him too, suspicion creeping into their expressions. As if he had been the one to make this decision.

’Don’t look at me,’ he wanted to say. ’I have no idea what’s happening either.’

"Yes," Heinz answered, his voice calm, almost indifferent. "No explanations needed. To keep things fair, you all know how you performed in the trials."

That was it? No reasoning? No elaboration? Florian’s jaw clenched. He already knew he’d be the one forced to explain this to the princesses—after all, they clearly thought he had made the decision. Heinz was playing a game he didn’t understand, and it was starting to wear on him.

’Here I thought we were getting along.’

The tension in the hall thickened, hushed whispers slipping through the gaps between the stunned silence.

"Scarlett, come closer," Heinz commanded, his tone leaving no room for hesitation.

Florian watched as Scarlett hesitated. She stood frozen for a beat too long, as if her body refused to move. Then, reluctantly, she took a step forward. Then another. Her movements were stiff, uncertain—like she was walking straight into a trap but had no choice.

Florian didn’t blame her. If she had any sense, she’d be terrified right now.

She stopped just before the throne, her posture rigid. Heinz remained seated, completely at ease, as if this were all unfolding exactly as he had intended. Then, he extended a hand toward her.

"Give me your hand."

Scarlett barely reacted. The hesitation was brief, but Florian noticed it—the slight tremor in her fingers, the way her breath hitched before she lifted her hand and placed it in Heinz’s.

A suffocating silence blanketed the hall. No one moved. No one even breathed.

Then Heinz lowered his head and kissed the back of Scarlett’s hand.

The moment his lips touched her skin, Florian saw Scarlett go rigid. Color flooded her face instantly, spreading from her neck to the tips of her ears.

"Y-Your Majesty!" she gasped, instinctively trying to pull back, but Heinz held her hand just a second longer before releasing it.

A quiet, collective inhale rippled through the room. Even the other princesses—some of whom had been carefully schooling their expressions—couldn’t hide their reactions.

"Why her?" A whisper drifted from somewhere nearby—Bridget’s voice, sharp with disbelief. "Did she... actually do well?"

"This is..." Mira murmured, though she didn’t seem capable of finishing the sentence.

Florian barely registered them. His focus remained locked on Heinz, his mind working furiously to decipher what was happening.

’What are you doing?’

Heinz finally leaned back, a smirk ghosting over his lips. "I am honored to have you accompany me," he said smoothly. "I hope you look forward to tomorrow, Scarlett." _{freewebnovel.cσ๓}

Florian saw the way Scarlett tensed at his words, the way her fingers twitched at her sides. She was flustered. No—more than that. She was uneasy.

Scarlett had failed. That was a fact. She had struggled through every trial, had fallen short where the others had excelled. There was no reason Heinz should have chosen her.

’Why?’

’I’m starting to think Heinz has multiple personality disorder.’

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