On one side, the princess. On the other, the third son of a viscount. I was nothing more than a backup in case something happened to my older brothers—and now I’m supposed to have a matchmaking meeting with the princess? Get engaged? No way. No way, no way. I don’t know how they managed to arrange such a meeting, but there was no way it could go well. So, this was a foregone conclusion. It was inevitable that I’d be rejected. To the general public, it’s a marriage into wealth. To me, it’s a path to ruin. A miracle was never supposed to happen— “I’ve decided on you, so please take care of me, fiancé.” Why is this happening!? A miracle! To top it all off, Their Majesties and Their Highnesses are all in favor of it… Wait, do I have no choice? Marriage?