For a while we continued the chatter with no other love, and the men made a clear chase away, and Mary exhaled a relieved breath.

"That's Patrick. It's very effective."

"Great, it was more than just a role. Apart from the disgust that... I heard rumors, but Fadera's really amazing."

Patrick's voice color even has a color of interest through the shadows.

Says, he'd heard about 'Feidera, a country with lots of love', but he didn't think it would be this far. At best, he said, he was treading to the extent that 'love is respected and the distance between men and women is closer than in other countries'.

That's no way, daylight grandeur, on the contrary, they come to dictate Mary in front of her husband, Addy.

It would have been a suspicious sight for Patrick.

"You won't believe it, but this is the normal thing to do in Federa. I was called the Goddess of Beauty."

"Bi, goddess of beauty......!

"That's right. I'm sick and tired of coming to Federa for a tough inheritance fight."

"That's why you bothered to me..."

I almost said that I wouldn't have to call him, and the next moment, Patrick stopped saying the perfect word.

I ask behind my back with Chira because another man approached me snuggly. Patrick sighed and looked back slowly before the man spoke.

It switches to a glorious smile that just glitters and dazzles.

That's how you can pull in the glow when a man leaves, so you can no longer be impressed.

When you're as man as Patrick, you don't just wear a cat, the cat you wear shines.

"Wow. My cat still wears it, too!

"Excuse me. That's very rude."

"I mean you can count on me. Besides, he left me like I wrote in the letter, didn't he?

As Mary asked, Patrick turned to the lid.

Mary's "letter" is what she did when she decided to sweep away Faydela's man.

He spelled out Faydella's love affair and the trouble the men were having with him, and Patrick wanted him to help, and he told Karen about the situation and borrowed the help to deliver it quickly.

At the end of that letter, in letters larger than any other,

'It's troublesome to deal with them until you're on the go, so never, always, swear, don't bring Mr. Alicia'

I wrote it down. That was already clear, and then I pulled the line with a red pen.

Alicia should have left it because she came to Fadela after reading the letter.... That's what I want to believe.

"Hey Patrick, don't look anywhere else. Look me in the eye and answer me. The spooky princess is leaving you this time, isn't she?

"It's a beautiful day."

"I'll make the sun jealous and cloud you. Better than that, why don't you tell me why you ordered tea and tart for two? Hey, Patrick, if you glow in vain and refreshing, I won't be deluded."

Mary stuffs onto Patrick with a close glance.

By the way, Addy prepared another cup of tea for Patrick, who guessed something from his white-freshing smile. Now it's like, Mary, Addy, and Patrick... and someone else is coming.

"Patrick, you betrayed me...!

Terrible...... and Mary gives a sad voice. but that voice also said, "Dear Mary!," he was dismissed by a prestigious voice. Then someone hugs me from behind, but I no longer have to check who or what.

Needless to say, Alicia. Mary lost the momentum she was embraced by: "The mightiest spear...!," he groaned.

"Why are you even here, Patrick is the only one I called!

Peel off Alicia as Mary calls.

In contrast, the stripped Alicia took a deep breath and quietly lowered her back to the chair. Gracefully done, he holds a teacup and sips a cockle.

I don't think I'm forced to come and hold Mary. Calm down.

Exactly the princess Piercing Loch.

That's how Alicia rocked her golden thread hair in a breeze that blew through and slowly turned back to Mary.

Purple eyes stare at Mary. Mary dressed slightly in serious shades of eyes that even made her feel majestic, waiting for Alicia's words.

She called me "Dear Mary" as she told me in a calm voice, staying exactly the majestic attitude she said the princess......

"I'd rather ask you, why did Mary think I wouldn't come by calling Master Patrick?

And I've asked him in the face.

"Shit, this kid's finally reopening and preaching the opposite."

Scary, and Mary slapped Alicia's forehead petite.

Take that and laugh fun when Alicia dulls. Where did the majesty of the earlier princess go, and at some point she returns to her usual hustling country daughter.

To Alicia like that, Mary shrugged her shoulders that she had no choice but to have what had come. To tell you the truth, I was prepared for this at the time I called Patrick.

Still, if I stomached Alicia's main tart, stealing strawberries and including them in my mouth, Alicia screamed pitifully.

It is chara at this. I don't think this is going to improve because I'm going to make it a charade, but this problem is behind me.

If I took Alicia and Patrick back to the mansion, my brothers would have already returned from the inspection.

I accept them flatly without surprise when I see the two of them, and on the contrary, I resent Patrick's height unchanged even in Federa.

That's how Karen and Dan exchanged for dinner...... but I'm going to forget that this is Fadera because there are too many familiar facial touches lined up. When Mary asked Alicia with a chill on her side, she smiled, "It's delicious," a good sip of soup.

"Your brothers should also blame the princess for her actions as the country's most famous family. It's unprecedented for a princess of one country to go to another on a whim."

Mary complained angrily of her dissatisfaction... and lowered her voice "Oh" when she saw the pay bring croquettes.

What a delicious looking croquette. A quick bite will heal your fatigue during the day in an instant as well. Delicious, this tastes familiar.

If Mary unexpectedly loosened her expression, Alicia, who saw it, spoke happily.

"I had it prepared for my usual grocery store before I went to Mary's. I wanted Mary to eat it, and Karen and Dan to eat it."

"I see it's a souvenir, it's not very pleasant. I'll welcome you."

If Mary bonded to the deliciousness of the croquette, everyone who watched it smiled bitterly.