"I am?" You feign innocence.

"Please... I just want to write letters to someone that isn't my parents."

You doubt she'd tell you outright that she was a princess/saintess, especially at this moment in time, but flustering cute chicks was always a fun pastime for you.

>"It used to be called Oceanview Manor. Have you heard of it?" Even if she's royalty, it wasn't like you were hiding where your estate was anymore.
>"Just ask Eulia from the Fastwing Corporation to send any letters you have to a John Doe."
>"Nope. Sorry, I'll tell you when you tell me the name of your village."
>(Write-in)

As you two continued talking, you felt like you'd both grown closer. And that wasn't the only thing that had gotten closer— the two of you were now only a few inches away from each other.

"John Doe... this is gonna sound crazy, but I wanted to tell you something important." She looked around. "I... haven't been completely honest-"

Oh? Was she actually gonna confess to you?

You'd never know— the chime of clock tower's bell interrupted her words.

"Oh, shoot!" Aila said, getting up from a park bench. "I'm gonna be late!" She took out a flying broom from her bag of holding. "This was really fun but I need to go! Let's do this again someday!"

But despite her words, she still hesitated. She glanced at you, and you hear her gulp.

>Give her a small kiss. (On the cheek or on the lips?)
>Pet her head.
>Wish her a good day and say that you'll see her again soon.
>Wait for her to do something. Maybe she'll finish what she was gonna say?
>(Write-in)

You watched her fly away on her broom, getting a nice bit of eye candy as she accelerated away.

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You were back in your castle, already having contacted your slaves through their collar-radios, telling them you'd returned.