Raised in Dungeon

Felicia and Francis' dance performance was perfect. Felicia's striking dress offset Francis' gorgeous hair. This caught everyone's attention; they were confused about who to focus on.

In fact, the Queen, who initially only came because of the ministers and nobles, was immediately interested when she saw their dance.

"Who is that girl?" asked Queen Regina to one of the maids behind her. Before the maid could answer, Alicia suddenly appeared behind and said,

"She is the daughter of Earl Boldenville's family, mother."

Queen Regina glanced back, looking at her only daughter beside her chair.

"Call me her majesty on official occasions," the Queen said coldly.

"Fufufu, unfortunately, we only meet on official occasions. I don't know what you're doing in the back and the king's room,"

"You don't need to interfere in the affairs of this kingdom. You're a woman; taking care of royal affairs is impossible. The only thing you can do is to be beautiful and smart. One day you will become a queen in another kingdom to increase the influence of this kingdom."

"Take it easy, mother; you are the one who knows best about my achievements in this kingdom. I will choose my own path and what kind of king my future husband will be."

Queen Regina was silent, unable to reply to her daughter's words.

Alicia Regina Wildenhall was the only prince who meddled in the kingdom's affairs. While the other princes excelled in strength, Alicia excelled in intelligence. People called her Alicia the Foremost of Noble Princess

The first prince, Eldritch, had the reputation of being the strongest person who had completed the dungeon when he was young.

The second prince, Harald, contributed to the arrest of criminals.

The fourth prince, Leofric, contributed to warfare.

Meanwhile, the third prince, Alicia, contributed to the spread of the territory. She was the only prince who managed to expand the territory of the Wildenhall kingdom by almost a quarter. In the past, the northern part of the Wildenhall kingdom consisted of small states. Due to the poor relations between the northern states and the Wildenhall kingdom, the kingdom decided to start a war on those states. At that time, Alicia went directly into enemy territory. And no matter what she did, Alicia managed to persuade everyone to surrender and choose to join the Wildenhall kingdom.

'This girl is too smart but hesitant to sacrifice people; maybe we should be warier of her than Eldritch,' Queen Regina thought.

After giving a small smile, Alicia looked back at Francis and Felicia.

"So, why are you suddenly asking about the Boldenville family's daughter?" Alicia asked.

"That girl seems to be very talented. Does she have a fiancée?"

"Yes she did, but her fiancée already died under Leofric's charge."

"I see; that embarrassing dungeon raid he did?"

"Barkaley Dungeon is one of the irregular dungeons."

"What matters is the result. He seemed to intend to surpass Eldritch, but everything he did was impossible."

"Don't talk like that, Mother. He is your son. You should be more proud of him."

'This kid has already started advising me; how annoying.'

"Why are you curious about that child? Do you want to set her up with Francis?" Alicia asked.

"Don't try to make me laugh... That girl is too perfect for him. You already realized my purpose, didn't you? That girl is dancing alone right now while maintaining her posture, make-up, and dress, which is probably very heavy and tight. That's the kind of woman the kingdom needs."

'And she looks easy to manipulate,' thought the Queen.

"So your plan is..."

"We can use her as a queen candidate for the next king."

...

As they twirled and spun across the dance floor, Felicia's every movement was fluid, graceful, and perfectly in sync with the music. She could feel the rhythm coursing through her veins, and she directed Francis with the tiniest of gestures. It was as if they were reading each other's minds.

The other guests had been watching their dance with polite interest. Felicia felt a surge of pride as she realized she had impressed everyone in the room. For so long, she had suffered because of her trauma with their eyes. But now she can dance perfectly.

When the music finally came to an end, the room erupted in applause. Felicia felt a wave of gratitude wash over her as she and Francis took their final bow. She had proven to herself and to everyone else that the Boldenville family was worthy of respect, admiration, and a place in the highest echelons of society.

Felicia was quite confident in her appearance, which made her believe that many people might be fascinated by her. It used to scare her, but no one would mess with her now that she had a fiancé.

"Thank you so much for dancing with me, Your Highness," Felicia said as she lifted her skirt and saluted him.

"N-no need! I'm the one who should be grateful for the opportunity to dance with you, Miss Felicia."

After the prince's dance performance was over, one of the maids approached the two of them, carrying a tray with two glasses of water. The maid gave one glass to Francis and one to Felicia.

Francis turned around and said,

"First, thank you to the queens who took the time to come to my birthday party. I would also like to thank my wonderful brothers and sisters. Then to the guests who came to this party. I, Francis Ismenia Wildenhall. In my coming of age, I will do my best to exceed your expectations of me and then take on the task of contributing as much as possible to this kingdom. I am proud of this kingdom and will give my all to it."

'Great, your highness… I'm surprised you could say that word perfectly,' thought Sabine.

'I am glad I don't forget this sentence; I don't want to look disappointed in front of her,' thought Francis.

Francis then raised his glass and said,

"Ladies and gentlemen. Cheer up, dance, and drink the food that the servants have prepared for you. May God bless the kingdom of Wildenhall, All hail Willons! All hail Wildenhall!"

Francis drank the water in the glass, followed by everyone in the room.

"ALL HAIL WILDENHALL!"

After that, the music started again. The other royals started dancing with their respective partners.

Prince Francis was immediately approached by many noble girls who tried to introduce themselves to him, inviting him to dance again.

Likewise, with Felicia, several noblemen of various ages approached her and asked her to dance.

According to the manner, she had to accept at least one or two more people to dance with. She took the hand of the person who first invited her. But the moment she held that person's hand, Felicia suddenly remembered Allen's face.

'Even though I don't need to dance with him anymore, but we've been practicing! I should at least dance with him once-'

Felicia glanced at Allen, but she couldn't see him clearly.

Because...

Someone stands in front of Allen, covering Allen from Felicia's eye.

She had long, golden-curly hair. She was probably a few years older than Allen.

But from that hair color, it was obvious that she was one of the princes...

"Good evening..." she called Allen, while waving her hand.

"Who?" asked Allen briefly.

Her eyes were emerald blue, and her golden hair covered almost one eye. Her eyebrows were thicker than the others, which annoyed Allen because he couldn't help but stare at that.

"Aha-ha-ha... stop looking at me like that; I hate it," she laughed in a small voice. Then she continued

"Well... other-worlders do have their own quirks, and I don't hate it." Her voice was slightly shaky and soft but not feminine. Her tone was more insulting.

"My name is Margaret Albreda Wildenhall, ninth prince of the Wildenhall Kingdom and daughter of the fourth queen Albdreda."

"Would you like to dance with me?" she said again as she held out her hand to Allen.

"No, I can't dance."

Allen's short and rude answer made Rachel flinch and feel angry and anxious; no one in the room could refuse the prince's offer. The offer was just a gimmick; every word of the royal family was an order!

"Hoho…ho…ho no? How rude… I really hate that."

Margaret leaned closer to Allen's face, then whispered

"But are you sure? I can help you kill that man..." she said.

Allen immediately understood the girl's meaning. At that time, Allen immediately took Margaret's hand and said,

"Alright, let's dance."

Margaret smiled wickedly.

They walked together to the ballroom floor and started dancing.

There, they talked in secret.

"Tell me everything you know," Allen whispered.

"Don't talk like you're threatening me; I hate that."

"I don't care..."

"Yeah, I don't care about your reaction either. I just want to say that I hate it."

"Quick! Tell me what you want to ask me to dance."

She put her mouth close to Allen's ear and then whispered.

"I'll tell you when the right time is to kill brother Leofric."

Allen grasped, his anger flowed again

"How did you know about that?!"

"After you exuded such a strong aura of hatred, it's impossible for me not to know. I believe a few people in this room are aware."

'That time... I was a bit careless, letting the hatred get the better of me.'

Allen analyzed all the actions of the girl who was currently dancing with him until he reached a conclusion,

"What do you want?" asked Allen. He thought that the girl probably wanted a deal with Allen.

"Smart kid… I hate that. But I won't say that."

'This girl isn't lying about telling me how to kill Leofric. But if she doesn't want to tell me her plan and purpose, that means my move is also favorable for her.'

Seeing the two of them dancing, the audience looked at them in confusion,

"Hey, who is that person dancing with Princess Margaret?"

"I don't know; it seems he is an other-worlder who belongs to the nobility."

Felicia was also confused and felt strange when she saw them dancing.

'Allen, what are you doing? Why did you dance with the prince?'