Please get me out of this BL novel...I'm straight! novel Chapter 251

Chapter 251: ’That Was Scarlett’

Florian and Scarlett talked for a while longer. To his surprise, she wasn’t all that different from before—still sharp-tongued, still quick to scowl—but in a way that felt less hostile and more... familiar.

Less like an adversary, more like an exasperating younger sibling.

Kind of like Kaz, his little sister.

An annoying little sister. A bratty one.

That realization made it easier to tolerate her quirks, though it didn’t make her any less dramatic. _{frёewebnoѵēl.com}

As they spoke, Florian learned a few things about her—things that painted her in a different light.

Scarlett was the youngest of three princesses in her kingdom, Prospera Dominion. That alone explained much of her resentment. She had been the easiest choice for her parents to send away, the most disposable piece in their game of politics.

No wonder she held so much bitterness—it wasn’t just about being here; it was about being chosen to be here, as if her value had never mattered in the first place.

He also learned that she and Camilla had been friends long before they were sent to Concordia. Camilla’s family had visited Prospera Dominion in the past, allowing their friendship to form before either of them had known they’d be part of this so-called competition.

’Now I wonder if Camilla is also hiding some secret personality,’ Florian mused. ’Actually, are all the princesses hiding something?’

Another surprising fact: Scarlett did not even like Heinz. At all.

She didn’t hate him, but there wasn’t an ounce of romantic interest in her voice when she spoke of him. The only reason she wanted to become queen was so she could freely visit Prospera again and act as its representative.

Marriage between two powerful kingdoms would open doors for Prospera, granting her homeland greater influence. To her, that was all that mattered.

But there was still one question lingering in Florian’s mind.

"Why are you comfortable telling me all this?" he asked, watching her carefully. "What if I blab to His Majesty?"

Scarlett’s eyes widened slightly before narrowing in suspicion. For a moment, Florian braced himself for an outburst—something dramatic, a loud Hah?! and an insult about his intelligence.

But to his surprise, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly before answering.

"I started to feel like you don’t want to be here just as much as I don’t," she admitted, her voice calmer than he expected. Then, she hesitated before adding, "Camilla is my best friend, but to her... this is a big opportunity."

She scowled, as if frustrated by her own reasoning. "I don’t know, maybe it’s a dumb reason. Hmph." She turned her head away, huffing, but the defensiveness faded quickly.

"I just feel like I can, okay? Trust you, I mean..."

Florian, who had initially found her insufferable, softened at her words. It was rare to see her drop her bravado like this, and though he wasn’t sure he wanted to, he felt an unexpected tug of sympathy.

"Hey... Lady Scarle—"

"You can just call me Scarlett," she interrupted. Then, shifting slightly, she muttered, "In private... In return, can I just call you Florian?"

Florian raised an eyebrow at her before breaking into a laugh. "Yeah, that’s no problem, La—Scarlett." He corrected himself with a small smile.

’I initially wanted to befriend Bridget and Mira, but... Scarlett is surprisingly nice company,’ he thought.

"You can come here anytime, Scarlett," he added after a pause. "If... you need someone to talk to."

Because this was the kind of friendship that was meant to be a secret. Something maintained behind closed doors, for appearances’ sake.

’It’s been almost an hour now...’