For the past two days, Blue 6 had been in a foul mood. He suspected it was due to the rejection of his proposal.
As sixth heir to the Blue Race’s royal throne, Blue 6 didn’t possess the purest royal blood. In other words, he might be royalty, but he only had claim to zero point something percent of royal blood. One of his ancestors was the attendant of a royal prince and was given a position of sorts for her loyal service. Of course, this didn’t mean that his ancestor was actual royalty; she was only associated to one. In fact, the real royalty of the Blue Race wouldn’t even admit his existence. Even though he had the royal Blue surname, it was no reason for the team captain to offer him a placating smile whenever they crossed paths…
