Gardens of the Albert family with beautiful flowers.
There is an elegant tea party there, no less than the scenery.
It is the host Mary who sips the tea and smiles satisfied with its flavour. The tea leaves prepared for today are Mary's favorite, and the deep flavors and aromas are arguably one of the best.
Next to such a Mary, Alicia is happily watching today's Tea Party invitation. Mary, who held this invitation after noon, showed up at the royal palace and was taken away without question, needless to say that she seemed all kinds of irresistible and happy at that time.
Next to that, a pulfet continues to vibrate slightly after a bite of cake, trembling to delicacy, and another bite, trembling to delicacy... Then he sips a sip of tea, shivering once in a while at the deliciousness.
"The cake and tea are delicious and tears...... Besides, Alicia's case has settled, and I've heard stories about Mary becoming a candidate for succession, and tears even in relief, amazement and anticipation..."
"It's amazing in a way to lump them all together in 'tears'. Well that's even more so now... Thank you for taking the time to come, Mr. Parfett. I'm so glad we made tea together. Hey, Mr. Alicia."
"Yes! It's a tea party for my labor, so I definitely wanted Mr. Parfett to come. Oh, yeah! Do you see my navel mole!?
"Don't go around exposed to your navel so lightly!
"Be sure to take a look... This is the mole of rumors...... really tears on the moon......!
If Alicia exposes her navel with dignity, the parfet trembles with emotion, in contrast to Mary's "Be like a tea party!" The fury rises.
What a noise, but the sight can be described as smiling. It's only because the women survived the catch-up and the uplifting tea party, especially all the commotion.
This is a tea party of friendships that saved the princess who was once told disturbing rumors. It was the punishment and the aftermath that left it to the generations of parents, such as His Majesty and the heads of each household, but it was undoubtedly Mary and the others who led the matter to a solution. Based on that, who the hell can get in the way of a tea party? - By the way, Alicia and Addy smiled softly and resigned, "If we solved this, I've had enough." "Because I've only cooperated." In contrast, Mary and Patrick laughed softly and resigned, "Fathers with more authority than we do." "I see. Sure."
A voice hung on the tea party after such a commotion. Lang and Lucien, and Roberto.
I'm sure he came to his face when he heard that Mary and the others were having a tea party in the courtyard. The happy expression is not directed at visitors as an Albert family son, but the face of a brother who is happy to meet his sister's friend. Even if Parfet now rushes to take his seat, he's controlling it.
"Mary, the tea party's good, but can you hang out with us after dinner? Play board games with your brothers and sisters! Take care of your brothers!
"If you don't like board games, you can play card games. If Mary will give us time... it will be more than anything else for us... So don't worry..."
They both demand the same thing while still showing a Yin Yang True and Reverse reaction.
Stuck by such brothers, Mary clapped her shoulders.
"You've finally reopened and told me to... I don't want to play board games or card games, just the two of us."
"No, this is not a game. Succession fight!
"Succession feud!? Fine, I'm on that battle!
After dinner! and Mary instantly lets her eyes dwell on the fighting spirit to take the challenge.
Though we entered the battle for succession, our Lord's seat has not yet been determined, and the method of its selection has yet to be determined. Then you can't lose whether it's a board game or a card game. Needless to say, undefeated.
"I'll get you ready," Roberto told Mary, who burns the fighting spirit. Behind that, Lang and Lucien are clapping their hands to celebrate their success, but Mary, who was following Raw Hate and Roberto's gaze, didn't realize.
His rusty eyes turn to the table set next door. The long sliced eyes are chilled, on the contrary, they are chilled off all the time.
"Though I reviewed it a little, that fool's brother..." His voice was heavy, and Mary had no choice but to flatter her shoulders for this.
But anyone will be frightened.
... if you look at the table next to this, gloomy air holding the foreheads down.
"... strange, I should have been drinking normally at first... since when did I compare drinks"
is Patrick holding his forehead with his elbow on the table instead of appearing. The voice groans from time to time of plunder, and its appearance may even make you feel the colour of carelessness if you don't know it's a hangover.
He also seems to have never had such a deep drink before - there is no such thing as experience in drinking comparison in the life of a perfect prince - and he is suffering from blunt pain that resonates from just talking about one physical movement.
"I don't know... I can't remember the next time I was emptying a pretty strong booze... like I don't have one..."
To Patrick's question, Addy returns with a groan. Even so, I don't get the procedure of 'like I don't remember', so I'm not sure if it's an answer yet.
But Addy is also suffering from hangovers. I looked up and tried to look at Patrick...... I shook my head wide with Grali and hurriedly held my forehead down. "The sun is too dazzling..." Patrick nodded small, holding his forehead and leaning down.
Before those two, it wasn't tea that was softly offered...... it was just water. Guidus, who gave it away, still has a puzzling look on his face.
"I see, I was called in as a nurse..."
Guidus takes care of Patrick and Addy, who groan, whining in a cutthroat voice as if they had been accomplished.
It can be an interstate problem to have a famous homeowner take care of a drunk, but that's a "hello, Mr. Guidus" word as Mary laughs corny. Besides, Parfett strikes a chase with "It's an extra five points".
There's no way Guinness has a say in this, "I can't believe I'm hungover..." or "You need a deterrent next..." I burn the care of Patrick and Addy talking in a groan. - I have a bad feeling about the word 'deterrent' in my heart, but it goes without saying that the feeling centers -
"But Dear Patrick, I drank more... I think. Perhaps the last one has vague memories, but my win... should be..."
"Don't be silly...... I was drinking more... like, I feel... All right, let's get a referee next time..."
"Both of you, let's wait until we win or lose."
Guidus exhales and forgives the two who compete painfully.
I glanced at the tables of such men with a chill, and Mary exhaled small.
I praise my aggressive judgment in my heart that it is good to set aside the table. - Of course, it's a decision to see Addy holding her forehead and moaning without taking much breakfast, and Patrick showing an obviously blunt-footed move, although he says he's here because he's called -
Alicia, sitting next to her, is laughing at Couscous, against Mary, who has utterly said so. Doesn't that seem like a lot of fun?
"Oh, you seem happy that your partner is in pain. Patrick, I'm in a good mood to see you suffer. She's a terrible woman."
"Well, Master Mary is terrible. No, I'm glad we can all make tea this way. I owe it to all of you to stay like this."
Alicia lays her own hand over Mary's hand placed on the table so that she can bite the peace she has now. Thin and supple hands. Is it from the beginning that it's slightly warm, or is it because I just drank warm tea?
Parfet gives an exclamation to the sight. Glittering eyes, enough to make you applaud right now.
Is this a scene where we hold back and confirm our friendship? At least, I would have if it was that touching stage.
Most of all, there's no way Mary would do that.
"My country girl, don't touch me easily!
He pulled out his hand, which was gripped with sulli, and gave it back by tapping him with a petin instead.