Chapter 117
He couldn’t argue against it.
Kiaros bit his lower lip anxiously, then finally couldn’t take it anymore and asked his aide.
“If the other person likes A more... but A is actually B in disguise, then would it be better to confess as B? Or as A?”
“So it was a romance issue, huh. One moment, please.”
The aide, though occasionally lacking in social tact, was undeniably competent. He hadn’t gotten to that position by luck alone, having passed through fierce competition.
He’d long worried about the Crown Prince’s unrequited love and had, in preparation, gathered extensive information on the subject.
Upon hearing a rumor that the Scroll Department housed a master of romance theory, he’d already compiled every piece of advice into a formal report.
He opened the thick dossier and flipped to the section titled “Confession.”
“Hmm... There’s no specific advice for that exact case. But it does say you shouldn’t attempt a confession.”
Kiaros had already witnessed the outcome of such attempts twice firsthand.
Victor had made two attempts to confess to Namia—both ended in utter defeat.
“That kind of approach is called a confession attack. In most cases, the target takes such massive emotional damage that they go out of their way never to appear before the confessor again.”