"Clovis......? Um...?
On the way back from the Great Hall to Alicia's own room with Liddy Sutherland in place. The princess was bewildered by her own aides, who gave her a different atmosphere.
The hand that accompanies Alicia's shoulder is gentle everywhere. Around there, he's the way he always is.
But as Clovis is now, there has never been a rush to walk ahead. It was always Alicia who brought him around over there, because Clovis often followed him respectfully behind it.
(... yeah. Truth is, the opposite is true)
The princess was blurring back as Clovis took her. It was Clovis who brought himself into the new world, scared to get out of town. Besides, when I was wondering where to take the next step, he was also the one who showed me the Marquis of Rosen.
Yes. Clovis was always there to support himself and pull that hand.
With that in mind, Alicia wanted to cry out asexually, and the back of her nose hurt steadily. The aide says he'll do so much to himself, but he can only pull his leg.
"Welcome back! And, princess, what's wrong!?
In the eyes of a tearful princess, Clovis opens the door of her chamber. Inside the room, the two maids smile all the time when they realize Alicia is back, but soon, they realize how unusual the princess is.
"Who is it, who bullied the princess!? Oh, hey, guys in the Privy Council!?
"Sir Clovis! Dear Alicia, what's wrong?
It looks over Clovis' back to the right and left with Anni and Martha worried. But Alicia, desperate for tears that seemed to fade away, couldn't afford to smile back at the two of them.
To Alicia like that, Clovis finally turned to her beautiful purple eyes.
I'm back.
The comforting voice that had shaken from the top of her head warmed Alicia's frozen heart and spoiled it without a scratch. That's why the princess closed her eyes so she wouldn't fall for it.
Not if it's sweet.
I need to be stronger.
What did the aide think after seeing how his stubborn husband was? I could hear Clovis sighing small in Alicia's ear still holding his eyes.
"Dear Alicia, please come this way"
On his back, Clovis' warm hands touch. As prompted by that hand, Alicia sat down a little on the couch. Then Clovis, who usually sits across the street, unusually laid his back next to Alicia in line.
And...
"Ah."
"Eh."
(... Huh?
When I realized, Alicia's body was wrapped in a warm sensation. I feel the fine fabric gently pressed against her soft cheeks and her tight arms spinning from neck to head. Slightly, the princess understood that she was held by Clovis with one hand.
(Uh, uh... that?
Surprisingly, a large tear that was still about to spill left me flying somewhere together. In the aide's arms, Alicia just kept her eyes open.
"Dear Alicia, please, forgive me"
Comfortable, low, clear voices crackle in your ears from closer than usual. But Alicia had no idea whether what his apology meant was referring to the fact that today's talks didn't go well, or whether she meant the act of embracing the princess again.
"Clovis......?
Your chest beats faster and your cheeks get hotter gradually. That increasingly confused Alicia. Would it have been so soothing and restless to be embraced by someone, but comfortable on the other hand?
I don't know if I know such a upset about my husband or not, there was a sign that Clovis would laugh bitterly.
"I'm still immature."
"Huh?"
"It's something you behave so generously that you forget that you're a young girl, nearly ten years younger than me."
Clovis' hand gently strokes Alicia's back of the head so that she can mock her pong and toddler.
That's when Alicia remembered.
“Once upon a time, when I was crying, your mother hugged me."
I remember telling Clovis that before when I was out of town. As soon as I came to think of it there, the girl realized that the tears that were pulling in somewhere would flood out again.