The upstairs room that was guided was somewhat elegant for the royal family to use. The chest and shelves are only minimal, and the wallpaper is a calm shade of moss green.
But it's neat and tidy and above all quiet. It would be great for therapy.
"This is the common reception area. The next room on the left is my bedroom, and the room behind me is my brother's bedroom."
There is only one entrance and exit.
That would mean that to enter Claude's bedroom, you would have to break in from the terrace or go through this room where Cedric would also use it.
Are you aware of Eileen, who calculates the intrusion path, Cedric threw her foot out into the longchair between the receptions and sat down.
"I'm here. And then you can do whatever you want."
"... what the hell are you going to do? How dare you show me this far?"
Irene glances at Cedric as she removes the wig.
"Are you helping me because you think Lilia is going to be taken by Lord Claude? Thank you, but the vessel is too small."
I provoked it by raising the most likely possibility, but Cedric was not angry. He just took the book that was beside him and opened it, and gave it back pale.
"It's none of your business. Come on, let's go. I won't tell you when the patrol time comes."
…… Elephas, stay here. Let me know if you need anything. "
"Okay."
It was creepy that I couldn't read Cedric's thoughts, but I couldn't even make it long. Eileen puts Elephas down and puts her hand on the handle in the back door. I took a deep breath and opened the door.
In the middle of a large room with white curtains. On a bedside with a canopy, I saw black hair.
"... Dear Claude...!
It's like we haven't seen each other in years.
Claude was asleep in a slightly waking position with a scaly pillow. He rushes over and puts a horrible hand on its cheek where he rests. Warm.
(Alive...!
For the first time since my eyes seemed to moisten, I realized how anxious I was. Gently take the hand on the futon and rub your cheek against your palm.
(Good, good...! I don't care if you live)
It also seems true that the wound is shallow. He's not in pain, he's asleep peacefully. The book was left open on the pillow. Maybe I fell asleep while I was reading.
I want to be more by my side and get on the bunk so I don't make any noise. And Claude's fingertips, which were on his cheek, trembled.
"... Master Claude?
Did I wake you up? I saw long lashes tremble.
I smile beautifully as best I can as I seize the urge to hug you asexually. Like I'm the prettiest person in the world in those eyes.
Slowly Claude's eyes open.
The color of those eyes is black.
Claude's thin lips tremble in front of eye-catching Eileen. The blurred sleeping voice is sweet.
"... Lilia...?
We have to get him home as soon as possible. Yeah, tie it up.
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When I woke up, a man in a knight's clothing or a woman, someone I didn't know spanned me.
Good morning, Master Claude.
It's a woman's voice. Blinking, Claude moves her dry lips in her sleep.
"... what are you - why are you tying me up!?"
A woman is tying both her wrists with a rope. To the confused Claude, the woman smiled thinly.
"It's okay, Master Claude. I'm not afraid. Because it's nothing."
"No, it's funny! This is definitely a strange situation! Who are you in the first place!
"Dear Claude. Did you remember the word" meal "?
"So who do you think you are - a meal? ……
No way, is this situation a crisis of chastity?
To Claude, who throated with a crisp throat, the stranger laughed with pleasure when she did it and took out the cookies for some reason.
A strange chill runs all over my spine. I wonder why. It looks familiar.
"I'm glad I brought it just in case. Lady Claude has no magic right now, no antidote capability, right? I mean, the drug relationship is hard to work with because your body is initially used to poisoning you, but it's okay. The backpack has improved me more forcefully. Mr. Claude. Ahem."
…… Let's discuss it first. "
"Alas, it was Lord Claude who said there was no need for words between us...!
A woman approached me with anger in her eyes laughing at what touched her exploration. I barely understood in the corner of my head that this woman seems to know herself from the past, but it's not quite the case that I'm about to be forced to stick a suspicious cookie in my mouth.
"Oh, I can't believe you're running away."
"Ma, wait, I don't know what it is, but don't get too fast...!
"Don't tell me you're not manly, come on, watch!
I'm afraid of a woman who twists herself and tries to hold herself back laughing at herself for running away. I'm seriously scared.
But the power is not so strong. I was lucky to loosen the rope tied to my wrist while it was rampaging on my bedside because of a quick tie. With a freed hand, Claude instead holds the woman's head into the futon with one hand and twists her arms up with a depression down.
Around being able to do it without difficulty, I guess I have some martial arts or something in mind.
"What the hell are you...!?"
Breathe with your shoulders and tell them to calm down. But I just saw the woman's back trembling. He's crying.
(You shouldn't be holding back so hard...)
The force loosens to see if it hurts somewhere. At that moment, the woman flipped herself agile. A woman grabbed her right wrist on the verge of sticking a cookie in her mouth smacks her tongue small.
Claude exploded emotions that were neither angry nor frightening.
"Are you lying and crying!?"
"Oh, you're the one who made the mistake!
Claude calmly grabs the wrist of the woman who tried to poke the cookie again with her hidden left hand. He still knows how to martial arts himself.
"What the hell are you...!
"Why don't you say hello to your own chest?
"There's no crazy woman I know. … and I think"
"I wonder what you'd say if you looked like a walking public obscenity."
"What kind of face is that!?"
"... you're no longer red, eyes"
A woman suddenly dropped her shoulder when she thought she was stirring while combing on the bedside.
"... you really don't remember me..."
Claude, who was wary of the possibility of another trap, but to a word the woman spilled, her chest slammed.
(Who. I don't know, I don't remember)
Golden hair that seems pleasant to touch, and eyes that shine as strong as blue gems.
"But then you have no choice! Okay, then marry me."
- I don't know where to stick from this, nor the flying thought circuit.
Claude nodded with his hands on the sleeping table as he smiled and spread his arms to his opponent, less with mental fatigue than physical fatigue.
"... how does that happen..."
"Just say yes and I promise you a comfortable life and a happy future. If you want to be happy, be brave and take a step."
"A novice religious solicitation? - No matter how amnesia, I'm not dumb enough to negotiate with someone I don't even know. Come on, name it."
"That's true, too, if you'll excuse me. Accidentally excited."
Hikaru and his opponent off the sleeping table thanked the perfect lady while remaining in the Kingsguard uniform.
"My name is Irene Lauren Dorthrish"