Mr. and Mrs. Crown will have completed the correspondence of a single guest. King James grinned and grinned at Alicia, who breathed.
"Good luck Shea. As a princess, you were kind enough to say hello."
"What Chief Fourier has taught me a lot"
When I saw Fourier a little further away, he said, "Princess, it was splendid," without saying a word and just telling her with his mouth. Of course, with no expression.
It became Alicia's, whose expression unwittingly loosened, and King James looked around "Well" as he stretched small to not know it.
"After this, luncheons, parks, parades by the Knights, then greetings to the people and lots of fun. In the meantime, what requests jump out of each country...... Well, I think we're here for Shea this time."
"Huh?"
"Haven't you noticed? Most of the countries that come today take princes of their age. Didn't you see Shea turn bright red, like the Prince of Leans?"
"Oh, yeah?
When Alicia answered with a groan, King James nodded aloud.
"If you care more about Aardhar than your aunt is here, you can't have an engagement story with Shea as a country. But not if they fall in love. With all that anticipation, every country must have deliberately brought a prince"
To the outrageous king's exposure, Alicia glanced over at the people in the hall a little. If you ask me, the princes of the nations, some had a fervent gaze, some had a modest favor towards Alicia.
(Can I go back to my room...)
Alicia looked to heaven with a distant eye, as if she had returned at an early age.
What Alicia and the Empress of Aardhar want is a known fact. For this reason, no one actively engages Alicia, both nationally and internationally. They're all afraid the Empress will stare at them.
That's why Alicia is still not engaged to anyone, regardless of her age princess with radiant beauty. Alicia, however, is rumored to be the next king of Heilland, being conquered by a witty princess with excellent foresight. Even if we cannot stand up and take action, every nation is wondering if we can somehow make the princess's heart turn to her own prince.
Alicia, on the other hand, was unwilling to marry someone.
I understand that it is more a muscle to enter into a political marriage with a prince of some country than was born as a princess, or to take a leading aristocracy of my country in the form of marriage. But given my great failures in my previous life, I don't feel like stepping forward.
(And I...)
"Dear Alicia, I'm here to pick you up"
There were signs of people visiting behind them, and a low and clear voice called the princess's name. Alicia jumped up unexpectedly and shook her head hard in a hurry to close the thought that had blurred her head.
"I've been waiting, Clovis."
I found my brunette aide, Clovis Cromwell, before looking back, and a grin spread across nature and Alicia's face.
There was no more shadow of the boy who had remained slightly, and Clovis had become more sophisticated and colorful as an adult man. Although closer to what he was in his previous life, he never wavered at all at his loyalty to Alicia.
Though the height difference has narrowed more than it once was, his long face is still higher than Alicia's gaze. Alicia looked up at him and tilted her neck at the aide's slight breath.
"What? What's wrong?
"Oh, no......"
When the aide clouded the answer as troubled, he blurred his gaze. Alicia, on the other hand, was also a little upset about Clovis, who was dressed in ceremonial courtesies.
It's the same thing, but he really gets dressed like this. After meeting the princes of each country, I'm convinced that Clovis is the king's prince.
Now all the women we are visiting today will be blinded by him. In fact, it will no doubt be caused by this wasted and well-groomed auxiliary who feels the gaze of women apart from the princes of each country.
Somehow, it's not funny.
"... don't even know people's minds"
"Excuse me, did you say something?
"It's okay. I'm talking to myself."
If you whine like eight hits, Clovis, who couldn't hear you, frowns strangely. Suitably misleading that, Assistant Nigel Otto, who finished guiding the Crowns, returned.
"Come on. I think it's time to go. Guests will be waiting for you."
"Yes, Father.... Clovis"
"Yes, sir."
After a respectful courtesy, Clovis offered his hand in white gloves and smiled.
"Give me your hand. We will show you to the venue"
Clear purple eyes reflected Alicia, making the princess's heart softly restless.
He is a valued squire and partner. Even though I made the fold by drawing the line in that way, at the second of the day, the trapped emotions are about to burst out.
Mainly by the work of the unconscious Clovis.
(Really, I don't even know people's minds)
Even today, Alicia lay her hands on Clovis as she gazed at the aide who would spare her loyalty to its beauty.