In the first place, when it comes to why Alicia, the princess of one country, lived in the countryside, it all goes back more than a decade, a little before Mary or Alicia was born.
Fortune was popular among the nobles at the time, and it was the pleasure of the women of the aristocracy to invite the famous fortune-tellers to the tea party, Cacca and Shaggu.
Even so, when I heard about the lucky color of romance, I let them make a dress out of that color, and when I heard about the compatible animal, I let the mansion decorate with stripping... And gold is the only thing that pours in, but more or less to that extent, and some of them are ugly enough to call themselves occupiers who work with the designer behind them to dictate the fashion - even there was one.
To be clear, it is a child's play. Of course, we both know that, and the point is second only to the subject of the Tea Party and credibility as long as we can make excuses for extravaganza.
But some of them penetrated badly, causing your occupier to dwell in the mansion, and some, in a noble capacity, chasing him around by calling him "teacher, teacher". At the end of the day, he told them everything without hiding his feelings, and even decided to inherit them based on the consequences of fortune.
As a young queen - needless to say, Alicia's real mother - was also embedded in fortune, but she kept a moderate distance from the fortune teller.
Invite him to a tea party to hear the fortune, and when it hits, make him get rewarded. The divination project was also light, such as romance, health, and the weather at the next tea party, and I did not receive any information in the royal family.
I got to the queen's seat young, but she had (...) good sense.
But her fortune-teller was different.
When I was a royal fortune-teller, I had such an arrogant idea that the royal family was cheap because I was doing it by divination, and I was bragging about it without shame.
That way my name will be sold even more, and the nobles will come to me with a great deal of money to divest me, "Doctor, divine me too". Noblemen go out of their way to bow their heads to a fortune-teller opponent, nothing more interesting.
Such an arrow tip, the fortune teller, told the queen:
"Three days and three nights from tonight, receive the king's favor. That way you will have a fine boy to live with".
Most importantly, it is natural in some ways that a healthy man or woman can have a child if he or she lays on his or her body for three days or three nights. It's something that no one has to be fortunate to know.
But the queen was glad to hear it. On the contrary, it was floating enough to make the fortune teller take the reward even though it hadn't even hit it yet.
- This fuels the astrologer again, but he was unaware of himself and not to mention his surroundings -
Anyway, the queen was still young and loved her husband from the bottom of her heart so much as a political marriage. An irresistible opportunity to occupy every husband for three days and three nights who did not have time to face each other in the diplomatic continuum. There is nothing happier if a child is given there.
The ministers also thought of her feelings and the fact that they really wanted to stay close together at all times, not to mention the king who would continue diplomacy for the sake of the country without complaining a word, and decided to return the two to just a couple for three days and three nights. There is no such thing as desirable if a heir were born there.
That's how the two moved to a remote villa for three days and three nights in the name of 'King's Restoration'... and got pregnant as fortune tells it.
… but it is the girl - now Alicia - who was born.
Because no one was discouraged, neither the king nor the queen were pleased with the birth of their adorable daughter, and the ministers who wanted the boy were celebrating the birth of a mother-like princess, who had for the first time proved that the queen was a body capable of giving birth to children.
The whole country rejoices in the birth of the princess, so much so that celebratory objects are given from abroad, whether domestically or not.
Except for one, the fortune teller...
Even so, no one blamed the fortune teller, nor did they blame him because his fortune had come off. The divination of a boy was the only thing that came off, but I was able to give him the princess because I had advice. Both the king and queen were even grateful.
But only he was not convinced by this ending.
I just think there's some reason why I should take it off, being a royal occupier, something was in my way......
With thoughts through luxury, the fortune teller held a grudge against Alicia, the 'cause of his divination off', and finally a sleeping toddler...
"Is that what you're saying?"
"That sort of thing. The captured princess is kept in a remote country orphanage, still missing... this is the truth about the princess's kidnapping"
Addy nodded so much to Mary's explanation.
The current location is the Albert family cooking area. Among them, the maids and servants make and eat whatever they want, so to speak, the employee canteen.
It's a strange story to have Mary there, the daughter of her employer, but the liveliness and constant haste with which people enter and leave were comfortable, and Mary often immersed herself here on a daily basis.
More importantly, it's convenient to talk about the glaring haste of this place and the indifference that comes from it that we don't want to be heard.
... just a rush from time to time not too "Dear Mary, keep this peeled!" and the vegetables may be pressed.
"But then why did Alicia have the seal?
"Someone was suspicious of the fortune teller's behavior, and when he was caught, he stabbed Alicia in her baby clothes. It's a trick, the game also provided a good picture (stills)... but..."
"Ma'am, what's wrong?
Finally, to Mary, Addy peered into her face wondering.
Alicia's past stories depicted in Dralogy were portrayed in a sepia tone either to create an atmosphere or all the time.
The queen of her youth, now Alicia and the two melons - two melons to the point where they say they are not useless - and the king who looks so good that non-offensive characters are lamented, and the occupier who is only silhouetted to show suspicion or anointed.
After some interaction, the screen then switches to a single painting (stills) on the night of the incident.
Because of the sepia tone, I don't know the color of my hair or eyes, but the baby I think Alicia is and one woman holding it. A royal seal is held in the woman's hand, which is then hidden in Alicia's baby clothes.
Then a new person appears in one painting (stills). Sepia Tone Yeah I don't know the face in the back, but that person with a fine vertical roll like a drill disappears quickly when he takes the baby away from the woman......
The kidnapping of a princess, painted in several stages of pictorial change - the so-called difference.
When I heard that, Addy clasped his cheeks with Hik......
"... is it a fine vertical roll (...)"
"Yeah, that was already a vertical roll (...) like a drill (...)"
"... of silver?
"It's sepia tone. We don't know that far."
"Well, then that's..."
"But even if we looked at it remotely, there was no such thing as a vertical roll occupier in our family."
Addy stroked her chest down with relief to Mary, who told her to rest assured.
It is like referring directly to Mary such as vertical roll in "Dralogy". Even so, Mary was naturally a baby at the time, and there's no way she could have planned a princess kidnapping or anything like that.
Mary's mother has the same silver hair color as her daughter, but it's a gentle wave, and I couldn't find a stronger vertical roll than the occupier who was painted in a single picture (stills) when I looked for the distant edge.
In the first place, a single painting (stills) with a sepia tone didn't tell the hair color, so maybe it was a far shade from silver.
Besides, the recap scene is over shortly after the baby was caught in the making, and none of the associations between the occupier and Mary have been told.
That must have been deliberately painted by the production team to reinforce Mary's villain image, or there was a vertical roll of villain fetish in the production team. Or did the illustrator fit in to draw a vertical roll?
Yes, Mary had concluded.
That's why this is how I relax and drink tea for the good that Alicia's disturbance put the school off.
If the boulder had a relative in the kidnapping of the princess, she wouldn't have settled down.
All Mary wants is the fall of the game.
At the end of this edition, the Alberts have returned their authority in the name of their fall, but Mary's parents, who appeared on the fan disc, had still named the nobility and pledged their allegiance to the royal family along with apologizing to Alicia.
The images of the parents painted at that time are not as wealthy as they are now, but they still seem to have been dressed in tailored clothing. Of course, there was no sign of Mary there.
In other words, the extent to which the punishment of 'Mary alone is driven to the North' is the fall of hope, and the fall that comes from the great sin of kidnapping a princess is not what Mary wants.
In the first place, if you want such a cliff instead of a fall that would kick you down the cliff in an instant, you don't go into plain action of saying disgust to Chimatima and Alicia, etc., it's a story where you just have to hit a clean royal.
That's why it's hard to add or subtract...... and when Mary sighed, Addy sighed as if the timing was right too.
"By now, the royal palace must be in a lot of noise. Alicia, poor thing...... lady, aren't you going to help?
"Why should I go? I know it's hard, but it's not what I found out."
Hmm, and Mary turns to the other side dissatisfied and sips a cup of tea.
Addy sighed at the unsatisfactory attitude, still grabbing her own tea and squirming potpourrily just before she put her mouth on the cup.
"You always carry the bracelet Alicia gave you."
and.
In response to that one word, Mary, who had tea in her mouth, said, "Guh!" He raised his voice, "but managed to swallow it without blowing it out at the inches.
The boulder is a lady of the Albert family. I can't expose myself to the pride of a young lady, not to mention how unusual she is in her own mansion, or in an employee cafeteria, to make tea.... but I cough up a lot.
"Hey, how do you know that!
"How many years do you think I've served your daughter? You can see at a glance how you behave when you're putting something in your pocket."
"Well... the boulder is my squire. I know you do, but don't tell anyone."
"Ok, as of tomorrow (...) I won't tell anyone!
"It's already too late! Who are you talking to?
To Mary calling, she named Alicia and Patrick, even though Addy said so naturally.
Of course, it goes without saying that those two are exactly who Mary doesn't want to be known to be carrying a bracelet, and Mary's screams echo inside the noisy dining room.
Needless to say, I didn't feel comfortable leaving it at home, and I always carried it in my pocket to hide it after the grid that I could wear it.
Naturally, there was no way I could say that to Alicia or Patrick, and I was trying not to find it to be on the subject, but when it was already known... and thinking about it, the jitters and embarrassment prevailed, and I glanced at Addy with a light fan and delusion at Mary's own cheek as she began to have a fever.
As always, he is a squire who betrays it as much as he feels comfortable, with a full understanding of his master. If "traitor" and Mary cursed him with resentment, he turned his eyes round as Addy was surprised.
"I'm the traitor!? Oh, no! I'm based on your lady's side."
"Yes, yes, you're the captain of the support team for that girl (Alicia) based on my side."
"Alicia, I'm the captain of the support team!
"So you're a traitor... hey, you're getting some kind of promotion!?
This appearance! and when Mary threw the cursing complaint the day after tomorrow, Addy smiled with satisfaction.
I don't have that kind of other love for a while then - I feel it's also a problem to clean up this act of betrayal with a word of 'no other love' - but if you keep going, Batan! and momentum opened the dining room door.
Seeing it, there was one beautiful woman who sparkled a gentle wave of silver, reigning in a stunning royalty that did not dwell on its beauty, and looked around the dining room.
That's how you find who you're looking for.
"Mary, we're going to the royal palace! Get ready!"
And raise your voice.
In this noisy cooking place, that voice that often passes….
"Mother!?
"Your wife!?