(From Blue's Perspective)
"So, you are friends with the duchess as well. You have a lot of friends. Even your subordinates are like your friend," Evan said after Iris left in the evening and I was returning to my room.
"Are you jealous because you don't have any friends?" I asked.
"Kind of. Do you take pity on me? Want to be my friend?"
"I did not know you are like this," I said. "Everyone says King Ford is very cruel and cold. He doesn't talk to many people. But you don't seem that way now."
"I guess I can be free when I don't have to use those honorifics and I don't have to behave like a King. I am very strange, ain't I?" he chuckled. But the sound did not seem fun at all. It was more like he was in pain.
"Well, it's not like I mind if you are like that, so it's fine. Perhaps we can't be friends, but we can be almost friends. That's enough, isn't it? We don't have to address each other formally in that way as well," I said.
