The paperwork Patrick took out is invisible from Hate and Mary's sitting position. Alicia, sitting next to him, also seemed close but unaware, and looked strangely at Patrick and the paperwork at his disposal alternately.
I call him in a modest voice, as I cut the paralysis that way.
"Master Patrick, what's that?
"This was written by a doctor when Alicia was born."
"The doctor?
Alicia looks at him wondering why.
The same goes for Mary, only wondering why the hell she's bringing that up now. In the first place, it is strangely hurtful for documents concerning the birth of a princess. The yore stands out and the paper is deteriorating. Miscellaneous management.
I guess my surroundings had the same doubts. But in response, Patrick told me that the document was not State-controlled, but lost.
"The first document of the circular number, currently managed in the Royal Palace, has been newly rewritten with the original paper lost in the past. What I have now is what falls on a lost piece of paper."
To Patrick's explanation, no one bothers to come up.
However, the mark indicating royal signatures and controls on the paperwork was official and, on the contrary, he said, he even took it to the doctor for confirmation.
"Did you go out of your way to find me...?
"Yeah, but I'm not the one who looked for me."
Chilla and Patrick turn their blue gaze to room.
Mary is not the one his gaze turns to... Addy sitting next to. Mary couldn't hide her surprise at this either, and when she rocked Pa's silver thread hair and looked next to her, she said, "Addy?," he said.
He's smiling bitterly about how awkward it is for his indoor gaze to concentrate on himself.
"Addy, were you doing that?
"It's no big deal.... but I was wondering if I could do something, and I just helped Master Patrick."
"So you've been busy. That's Addy."
Mary smiles happily at Addy, who is embarrassed and humbled.
I haven't heard anything specific about what I've been busy with, but I still trusted him to drop him off. My trust and judgment were not wrong.
But even if I can figure that out, what's the point in finding the original paper and the doc now...
Patrick nodded and returned once to the gaze from the perimeter that would hasten the answer, including Mary.
"We also have those stored as official documents. It's actually quicker to compare than to explain."
To Patrick's words, who didn't just say there was an answer, he rose from no-one whether he could stay or stand, and headed to the progression with the paperwork.
Nobody says just that, such as standing up in the midst of a solemn Council. There are no fragments of the Council's solemnity yet. Everyone wants answers fast.
Mary lifted her hips to stand up again as well... and sat back down with Ston.
"Lady, why don't you go check it out?
"It's fine. 'Cause Addy found me, didn't he? Then it must be solid proof of Alicia's affirmation. Because I believe in you, this is how you sit and wait for the time to explain."
"Lady..."
"Besides, that bunch of tall grown men, I can't see them now that I've been there. If Addy's gonna give me a shoulder, I'm gonna go."
We're late! and Addy, who was so moved, flaunts her shoulder to Mary, who gives it back softly. Totally.
But the look on his cheeky face also made me hear "mole...? slightly angled at the word." Mary also said aggressively, "Mole?," he says with a parrot back, so Addy's grin intensifies more.
Anyway, Addy knows what the paperwork is and how it compares. Only he and Patrick know everything.
So I guess I feel better about the voice that speaks surprisingly, the tricks of the executives who face each other out of no-one, and the gaze that asks for Mary and Alicia's answers. It can also be said that only those who know the circumstances can afford it, a little sense of superiority.
"What, I'm so nibbled. Because it's nasty."
Mary sticks Addy with her elbow as she blames her. What a dissatisfaction the situation is that Addy understands things even though she doesn't know why.
So does Alicia. She doesn't know what's going on. Among other things, she has her position hanging, the color of anxiety in her eyes, and her gaze alternately with the executive officers, Patrick. It seems the limits of a princess of Rin majesty have arrived.
Alicia rushed me like that and raised her voice so that Patrick could deliver the place. The phrase "could you confirm it" means, of course, "just get in your seat".
Suprisingly, the executives who talked about "mole" or "this is" returned to me, embarrassing me for showing the Council and the rest of the noise and returning to their former seats.
I saw it and Patrick put the material back on hand again. Then they hand it to Mary.
If I spoke calmly to Alicia, "Go away," Alicia, who was anxiously staring at him, slowly rose and ran over to Mary for a small run.
"Dear Mary... you're here..."
"I can't tell you that I didn't do it for you..." Anyway, this is the material now. "
Looking at tearful Alicia, Mary peered in to compare the two materials.
As Patrick explained, this is a notification written at the birth of the princess. Though the font is the one that has changed somewhat, the big difference like this...
One place.
That's what's written down there...
"... a moon-shaped mole?
If you compare the two documents, it says' there is a moon-shaped mole in the Princess's body ', as in running writing, for those who have lost it. But it's not written on the second sheet.
What the hell is going on here? If Mary had doubts, Addy opened her mouth as if turning into it.
"When I found the material, I went to check with the doctor who was present at Princess Alicia's birth. When asked why she didn't write about the mole when she rewrote it, she said it would lead to the danger of Princess Alicia."
"Personal danger? Who told you that?
"... both His Majesty trusted him, and he's the one who kidnapped Princess Alicia."
"An example fortune teller...... That's why you're a drill!
Everything's connected! And to Mary, who gives a voice, Addy nods and returns.
The others seemed to have guessed the circumstances, and their gaze now turned to Alicia.
I understand the situation.
That's why we want the final conclusion as to whether Alicia is a true princess or not.
Alicia took a lot of breath as she received her gaze all over the room and listened to her flashly. It's her own abdomen she hurries to hold.
"I, I have... Next to the navel... a moon-shaped, strange mole...!
Everyone who was indoors lowered their voice to Alicia, who clearly said as she floated.
This is an indisputable testament to the color of the eyes and hair inherited only from the royal family, and then to the presence of a mole in the same place as the birth record.
This will settle it.
To Mary's ear, who gained so much certainty, piss......! And I heard a little noise. It sounds as if something could be torn, if anything, like a cloth chopping a thousand yarns screaming.
No way......! and if you turn your gaze, there's Alicia's figure trying to pull the abdominal cloth with both hands. The front-open clothes are pitifully powered from left to right, and the buttons are likely to fly even now.
"Now... now... I'll show you, I will...!
"If you've pulled your clothes off here now, the Alberts will use all their power to drag you down after they recognize you as the official princess."
If Pisces and Mary abandoned him coldly, Alicia, who returned to me, took her hand away from her clothes. I blush my cheeks red for disturbing me and whine "Follow......" small.
The figure is her as before. Mary looked deliberately at the pocket watch and praised it with sarcasm, "You're the princess with the burnt blade, but, well, you have it".