Prison for the guests, holding the nobles captured.
There, Yuri was.
She keeps looking out through a plaid window.
From time to time, he was whining to himself with some bump.
"... the atmosphere of the castle has become noisy. See how you are there, my lady."
Before she gave the instructions, there was no one there.
There was nobody in this room but her, except for meals and discipline in the first place.
Without popularity, the kingdom's gold was spent on hot water in a jail that looked like a pussy from her.
In her eyes, however, there was a sight that was no different from her previous life.
"... oh well! You've got a plan going."
Though there was no answer, she doesn't find it suspicious.
Because already in her she had given instructions to the phantom samurai, and the phantom samurai had been converted into her head that she had left the place because of her instructions.
"Divan, I knew you'd pick me up.... Yes, I did. I'm not abandoned. That first prince says weird things too..."
She laughs, relieved.
'You're like, you're a doll. Created by Divan'
He... the First Prince despised her, yes.
"Poor poor doll, abandoned by a puppeteer. Divan pulled up from the king's capital. Bring your people."
That's what they said, and she messed up at the meeting.
Divan left King's Capital...? Forsake me! and.
But it doesn't matter anymore.
Because...
"Anyway, this country is almost doomed. So you didn't have to obsess with the queen of this country... I'd be a fool."
Couscous and she laughed.
"Come on, pick me up soon. Divan."
The grunt didn't reach anyone's ear.