I thought for a moment, then couldn’t help but ask, “When I use the royal latrine, can you see that too?”
The comments froze for a few seconds.
Then, an explosion of [HOLY SHIT!]
[She… she can see what we’re typing?!]
A chorus of “omg” and “aaaah” followed, but no one answered my question.
Fine. I’d find the answer myself.
Ignoring their shock, I leisurely strolled behind the ornate screen in my chambers, disrobed, and stepped into my bath.
The comments went into a frenzy.
[Why is it censored! I want to see the soft, fragrant princess!]
[We’re all girls here, what’s the harm in letting us see?]
Ah, I see.
They couldn’t see things like bathing or… other private matters.
After drying off, I slipped into a comfortable nightgown. The comments had returned to the topic of my marriage.
[In the original story, the princess chose the Lyrian prince, right? She married him only to find out it was the start of a tragedy.]
[Yeah, she was too far from home. When her mother’s family got into trouble, she was powerless to help.]
[If it were me, I’d just pick the one with the best body. Even if he’s a scumbag, at least you get something out of it physically!]
One of those novels I read claimed that men were deceitful, but abs were always true.
I reclined languidly on my chaise, reopening the marriage proposals with a sly smile.
“Tell me… of all the royal heirs, who has the most touchable abs?”
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Now the live comments truly believed I could see them. After a moment of stunned silence, the suggestions came flooding in, each more
audacious than the last.
[AAAAAH PRINCESS YOU GET IT! I LOVE YOU!]
[It has to be the male lead! Kaelen of the Azure Empire!]
[You guys are bold! Princess, listen, he has a killer V–line! Top–tier stamina! Guaranteed eight–pack!]
[Whoa, why didn’t I think of shipping the princess with the male lead? Then he wouldn’t have to die alone!]
[Seconded! But he’s a tough one to win over. He’s so cold.]
The crown prince of the Azure Empire, Kaelen?
I hadn’t expected them to mention him. I wouldn’t have dared to even consider him.
This was Kaelen, the God of War. The Azure Empire’s status as the undisputed superpower was largely due to him. Even the Lyrian and Obsidi-
an kingdoms had to tread carefully around him. My father didn’t have the nerve to include him on the list of marriage candidates.
I mentally replayed what the comments had said. It seemed I was living in one of their “male–oriented” stories. They could see the story from
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different characters‘ perspectives. Kaelen was the male lead, and I was just a tragic side character. That explained why my “channel” had so few viewers–just those who enjoyed watching beautiful women suffer.
The comments had said that after I married the Lyrian prince and left the country, my mother and her family would meet a terrible fate.
But… what if my husband was Kaelen?
Would that make those who wished my family harm think twice?
I twirled a chilled grape between my fingers, a cunning smile spreading across my face. I addressed the comments.
“Then he’s the one.”
“The books I read said you all are omnipotent, capable of anything.”
“Helping me capture the heart of Kaelen shouldn’t be too difficult, right?”
The comments erupted in cheers again, and immediately began teaching me the secret arts of seduction.
The next day, the envoys of every kingdom gathered in the main hall. The palace was a riot of color and sound, with lanterns hanging and mus- ic playing.
To my surprise, all the crown princes were in attendance. The Obsidian and Lyrian princes were here for the marriage alliance, but I had no
idea why Kaelen was present. What a fortunate coincidence.
I made my entrance, clad in a magnificent gown of silver and crimson silk, the golden pendants in my hair trembling with each step. As I walk-
ed, I could feel every eye in the hall turn to me, filled with awe.
The Lyrian prince was so flustered he shot to his feet, knocking over his wine cup. The wine soaked his robes, but he didn’t even notice, his eyes glued to me, practically drooling.
Only Kaelen remained unmoved.
He sat at the head of the guest tables, dressed in understated black robes that nonetheless radiated an aura of immense power. Years on the battlefield had imbued him with a chilling, martial presence that made it difficult to meet his gaze. Even my father, the Emperor, was fawning
over him, personally pouring his wine.
I took a deep breath, steeling myself against his cold indifference, and approached him.
“I have long heard of Your Highness’s legendary prowess,” I began, my voice clear and steady. “That you once wrestled a great tiger in the Nor- thern Wastes with your bare hands. Truly, a hero without peer in this age. I am filled with admiration.”
A little flattery never hurt.
Now that I was closer, I could see that he was devastatingly handsome. My resolve, momentarily shaken by his intimidating aura, was instantly restored by the sight of his face.
I leaned in closer, my lips brushing past his ear as I continued in a low whisper.
“But… there has always been a small question lingering in my mind.”
“I hear the hide of that great snow tiger is as hard as stone, as tough as iron.”
My gaze drifted down, tracing the lines of his lean waist with excruciating slowness.
“I wonder… compared to Your Highness’s own battle–hardened… abdomen… which, I wonder, is superior?”
You could have heard a pin drop in the great hall.
“Pfft-!”
Someone, an envoy with a weaker constitution, finally broke, spraying a mouthful of wine. A chorus of choked coughs followed.
Shock was written on every face, quickly replaced by fear. Kaelen’s title, the God of War, was not just for show. Everyone watched him with bated breath. My father’s hands were trembling.
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I saw the corner of Kaelen’s mouth twitch upwards, just barely. His voice, when he finally spoke, was a low, magnetic rumble.
“Princess…”
“You are very bold.”
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Kaelen drank the wine I offered him. In front of everyone.
The hall was filled with a mix of shock and confusion. Even my father, the ruler of a kingdom, could barely get a word out of him.
No one brought up the marriage alliance again. Who in their right mind would try to steal a woman from Kaelen?
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I was quite pleased with the outcome. I didn’t have to marry a stranger, and I could stay in the capital to protect my mother and her family.
After the banquet, the foreign envoys began to depart. Kaelen left as well.
To maintain the illusion of a connection between us, I launched a full–scale “husband–chasing” campaign. Under the expert tutelage of my live-
comment teachers, I became a master of audacious flirting.
First, a daily love letter.
[I wonder, will you dream of me tonight? If so, my life will be complete.]
[The world is full of beauty, but none of it makes my heart race like the thought of you calling me
