I didn't say I wanted to rush Carrell, Mary's mother and Mrs. Albert's family, but Mary, Addy, and I had no time to ask for an explanation. I was forced to change while I said that, and if I realized it, I had been brought to the front of the carriage.
This fortitude, the boulder, is Mrs. Albert's. I guess that rumor was the fact that we approached the next head of the Albert family just as the lovers were holding each other back that they were once like mountains, and instantly boned them out and won one. The more you listen to the story at the time, the more everyone says, "That's brilliant" with their mouths together.
I have been behaving as a lovely and good wife/good mother since I was dowried into the Albert family, but I can still be active to see this forceful arm. I glanced alternately at such a mother and the carriage in front of me, peering into my mother's face as Mary asked.
"... you know, Mother, I'm coming in my own carriage"
"Oh, what are you talking about, Mary? I'm in a hurry, get in."
Look, he pushed me back to hurry, and I got in the carriage whenever Mary said she had noticed.
That's how I reluctantly lowered my back in a seat that turned my back in the direction of progress. In other words, it is a lower seat.
"Oh Mary, why are you sitting over there?
"Mother, you're in a hurry. Let's just get going."
Quick, and now Mary hurries my mother.
If so, Carrell also had to get in the carriage, with a strange look on her face, and still lowered her back to where Mary was supposed to sit. I felt uncomfortable facing my daughter, and if she leaned her neck unexpectedly, the loose wave fluttered.
It was of course Addy who got in the carriage the last time. "Excuse me," he bowed his head like a squire, getting into the carriage with a sorry look on his face and lowering his back next to Carrell.
Now it's time for Carrell to round her eyes when she says she doesn't know what it means.
There's no way Mary or Addy don't know the seat or the lower seat.
But somehow the place for the two of them to sit is the other way around, and Mary looks out the window looking nice and windy, and Addy looks out the window again with a sorry look. It's only surprising to Carrell that Addy's expression is drawn and her complexion is blue.
I wonder what this means...... and if I glanced at the two of them as they were rocked by the running carriage, Mary, who noticed it, called out, "Never mind, Mother".
"Addy has a terrible wagon sickness. When you ride backwards, you faint."
"Oh, did you?
"I'm sorry, ma'am! I know it's a hundred disrespectful, but I really... only on the other side (that way).........!
Is it hard to imagine, Addy lowered her head and said words of apology as she looked pale... still brought it neatly to the window. Apparently, carriage sickness is considerable.
This is where she scolded Addy and made her daughter sit down. While I don't think it was my mother's role to apologize for her disrespect, if Carrell looked at Mary, she was looking at a view that flowed backwards with non-billies without looking concerned.
"... I don't mind if Mary does. So, are you okay?
"Yeah, I'm fine. If it was anything, I wouldn't mind reading the dictionary."
"Your daughter's triple tube is protected by an alloy drill..."
"But the view looks better that way. Addy, please change."
"I'm sorry, I'm silent. Why don't you just give me a break? I don't care if it's a horse or a roof..."
"I don't like this carriage with people stuck on the roof. Look, if you're talking, you're too drunk. Look outside."
"Yes......"
Totally, to Mary, Carrell turned her eyes round and alternately glanced at her and Addy. Thus, when I understand the situation, I gently narrow those red eyes and smile.
When my daughters went out, they left a few hours earlier than planned, and they doubted that there would be any significant difference in arrival time. If you ask him where he was stopping by, he decides and Mary says she was "enjoying the view" and doesn't look like him.
In the first place, he was also uncomfortable that Mary, whose appetite turned diagonally, wanted her own carriage, just like any other young lady. "One carriage would be enough," he said, telling me sideways about the same age he was proud of, and he was bound to be in his carriage when there was something.
More importantly, she is the only factor... I see this is what happened, Carrell laughs small, but the two of us were unaware.
That's how the royal palace arrived, it was already a fuss, just up and down. Speaking of its cruelty, even if the Alberts visit, no one will come to greet them.
Are there those who do not show their faces to the royal palace that it is not usually a rare thing to see, or even scholars at the end? Though there is a rash on his face, on the contrary, it is a big deal by then.
"... that's amazing"
"Well, the missing princess has been discovered, and I can't help it."
For the first time in unprecedented confusion, Mary and Addy stand up unexpectedly. One maid ran away in a panic in front of those two.
It is impossible to think about the usual royal palace, such as a gentle meeting with Mrs. Albert before.
Among other things, Carrell succeeded, and as he looked around, he caught the maid who was nearby and asked him something, and then walked out with Mary's hand.
"Mother, what the hell is going on? Even if it's for you, why even me..."
"You're a perfectly evil daughter, if your friend is in trouble, help him."
"Friends no!? Who!!
"That's up to you about Alicia, isn't it? Lady, I don't have any other friends."
"Addy, remember on your carriage home!
"Hih! I'm sorry!
If Mary yelled at Addy like eight hits, Addy screamed because the wagon relationship was seeing a loss on the boulder. In response to Carrell's "Here, you don't bully me!" What a misplaced statement of the nobles, "he said, as his mother.
This is another rush through the rushed royal palace with the liveliness and speed of what I don't think is such a roughly Albert family person.
Most of all, nobody can even afford to worry about it in the current mess, and on the contrary, nobody seems to even notice Mary and the others. There were even those who spoke as they please, those who tongued in frustration, and those who were yelling at the maids wondering when both sires would return.
But there is no alternative to this mess.
Anyway, I mourned the misfortune of my first child, and since then both sires have not had children. We never lost each other's love, but we couldn't care less how many ministers wanted to inherit from the shock of losing their lovely daughter.
Surrounded by sight were two (...) giving up their children, and the royal family dared to leap against themselves, the blood relatives, and some sought to give up their side chambers to the king. The beginning and end of those who raise their voices that the royal government should be abolished because it is at this time inside.
In the guise of peace, each desire was swirling inside. Alicia appeared in that situation.
A daughter who draws the blood of a legitimate royal family. Among other things, she leans in with the Dice family man, so even those who see this as a miracle are on good terms.
Of course not everyone is happy with their hands off, naturally, but the opposition is also appreciated. Among other things, it would be water in their bedears for those who were aiming for the next king's chair and were leaping.
Besides, His Majesty has not returned for diplomacy, and no one can make more decisions.
Confusion leaves no end in sight, and the more time passes, the more we lose where we drop it.
Everyone lurks a variety of objects in their chests, multiplying them with confusion and exploring their bellies.
Within a royal palace in such a state of chaos, where, among other things, the concentration would be high.
A room with royalty, a prime minister, someone with authority in the country and, more importantly, Alicia, a whirlpool figure.
The council room, called the one with the painful doors and security guards on both sides, is not allowed to enter, and it even releases a sense of intimidation that we don't know what's going on inside.
In front of that door, Mary and Addy were all blue in the face.
"Oh, Mother... Could it be..."
"Ma'am... please be careful"
And, while I hold the thought of "No Way," sweat still tells me on my forehead about Carrell showing off her grand and royal standing in front of the door.
But how can you say Mrs. Albert, no, because she is Mrs. Albert, you should be aware of the heavy air drifting from this room.
A few noblemen have been watching this from earlier, but they must never get close. I'm concerned about the discussion, but if you go inside, you could be crushed by intimidation, I guess that's what you think.
Who's inside, how heavy the air dominates. Given that, Mary's stomach smudges and even hesitates to touch the door in front of her.
"Mother, standing here doesn't end Congress yet. Have some tea somewhere."
"Oh, yes, ma'am. You'll get tired without standing, so why don't you rent a room and rest somewhere"
Hey, hey, against Mary and Addy desperately complaining, as always, Jen-royal Carrell stares at the door without moving one eyebrow instead of responding...
Gong, Gong,
and knocked on the door lavishly.
That too, with your own fists.
"Your mother!
"Your wife!
"" Willingness!
and the dumb voices of Mary and Addy echoed in the red carpeted hallway.