The Rainfall Princess of the Desert Country – A Former Wizard Who Was Executed Has Reincarnated as a Farmer’s Daughter - Chapter 63

Chapter 63: A First Love with a Lot of Problems

Alesia started to show her face as a wizard.

Naturally, living as an ordinary person on the streets is no longer possible. She draws attention even when she is not surrounded by guards, such as when she is at the market or the library.

Market-goers who used to shout “Alesia-chan!” now bow their heads as they realize she is the government-protected wizard.

Alesia feels a little sad. (I hope they get used to the presence of the guards over time.)

One day, on the way back from the royal palace, where they had stopped to fill the water barrels throughout the country, they were sitting side by side talking.

“Your Highness, I’m considering building a house on the outskirts of the farm to sleep in, because Gil-san has often said that [it’s a waste of rain that falls in residential areas and seeps into the ground].”

Alesia’s rain has a diameter of about 3,200 meters (3.2 kilometers), and one-third of the rain falls on the area around her house, which is built closer to the slum. It will most likely increase by more than a third in the future.

“Gil? Why is Gill discussing this with you rather than with me?”

“It seems that if I build a house where I sleep near the farm’s wasteland, he will be able to expand the mulberry fields under state control.”

“Probably the finance minister’s idea—Alesia, I’m sorry you have to sleep alone.”

(I appreciate your concern, your highness, but I’m already sixteen years old. I have no complaints or concerns about sleeping alone in a house.)

“No, I can be of service to a lot of people, too. But I don’t want to talk about building a house with public funds. I have enough money to build myself.)

Mark ponders over Alesia’s words.

“Alesia—What if the royal family builds a separate palace for you and me?”

Alesia looked Mark in the eyes.

“You don’t like it?”

“I don’t mind. If it’s okay with you…”

Mark, who had anticipated a refusal, looks at her blankly.

“…What did you just say?”

“I said, I don’t mind. If it’s okay with you, only His Highness would consider a troublesome woman like me as a wife anyway… If His Highness’s proposal from a year ago is still valid, I would be delighted to live with him… Kya?!”

Mark embraced Alesia with all his might.

“Your Highness! You’re going to hurt my back!”

Mark finally relaxed after she patted him on the back.

“Thank goodness… I was really prepared to wait ten years. I won’t accept cancellations, alright?”

“I won’t. I’ve been working with His Highness every day for a year now, and I’ve made my decision.”

Mark’s face became concerned.

“Are you sure you’re not overdoing it?”

“No, I do not. His Highness has always respected my opinion since you came to our house for petites six years ago. He has also shielded my parents and me. I can’t find a dependable husband anywhere in the world… Kya!”

Mark’s arms, once loosened, hugged her tightly again.

“If you ever feel like you can’t handle being the crown princess, just tell me.”

“What if I tell you I’m not up to it?”

“I’ll hear all of your complaints. I’ll make improvements where I can.”

Alesia cannot help but laugh.

Working with His Highness Marks, she saw that he was flexible while staying true to himself and what he believed in.

His Highness never said anything like “because you are a woman” or “because you are a commoner.” He listened to whoever he had to listen to, and if he thought he should accept them, he did.

(This person…)

Mark waited for Alesia to be ready to accept him. Little by little, Alesia was moved by His Highness’ patience and generosity.

Six years have passed since their first meeting at the farm.

His Highness Mark’s troubled first love finally comes to fruition.

But Alesia was mistaken about one thing.

She thinks that no one would want a troublesome woman like her for a wife, but in reality, the country was inundated with marriage proposals from foreign nobles and princes.

The local nobles wanted to bring benefits into the family, while princes from other countries wanted to move into the country and have one of their children sent to their own country in exchange.

The king rejected these offers.

Mark, who knew what was going on behind the scenes, was impatient when Alesia correctly pronounced the Barwala words [knowledge is power].

(Has she already made a commitment to marry someone in Balwala?) He wondered.

He quickly checked the situation and was relieved to discover that no one in Balwala was in a relationship with Alesia or had directly asked her to marry him.

in Alesia’s kitchen at night.

“Oto-san, Oka-san, I have accepted his highness’ marriage proposal.”

For a while, the parents were in a stupor.

Hilda, her mother, was the first to speak up.

“I’m sure it will be difficult.”

“Yes, it is. But His Highness has always been kind to me. He has always been concerned about me. I’m sure there will be many hurdles, but I’m not too worried.”

Serio finally spoke up.

“I’m going to miss you, Alesia.”

“No, no. I think we will construct a detached palace around the farm’s meadow. That’s why I’ll be staying here after I get married.”

“What?”

“What do you mean?”

“His Highness intends to construct a detached palace on the outskirts of the farm, and we will live there. So I’ll be able to stay here with Oto-san and Oka-san. And I still have to make it rain on the farm, right?”

“Yeeeees!”

“Does the Crown Prince plan to live here?”

“Yes—but he could be at the palace for half the week.”

“Alesia… When you were born, your father couldn’t sleep because he was worried about how difficult your life would be.”

Her father’s voice trembled a little.

“Your mother felt the same way. We both expected you to struggle in life, which is why we will cherish you until that time comes.”

Her mother hugged her gently, with tears in her eyes.

“Congratulations, Alesia.”

“Thank you, Oto-san, Oka-san; you have made me happy for a long time. I cannot express how grateful I am.”

(I’m not sure what my life would be like without them.)