Fake Cinderella

When I first saw him, the kid was burying something in the garden crying.

It was utterly faceless, but to me it looked like the kid was crying.

After the kid was gone, I snuck up there.

Brand new dirt dug back...... a crude cross made of wood was decorated with small silotumexa wreaths.

"... golden lark."

I looked back at my voice. Blue cuffs for black outfits...... this woman in front of me though she looked very young was an official woman.

"The golden lark the princess had died."

(That's the princess...)

Oh, well, I thought.

Golden hair, including light...... Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess of Altilier, with the same hair as Princess Effinia, known as the Golden Rose of Dardinia.

She was my lord.

"You, Milediana-Renate-Dona-Adilla?

"Yes."

"I, Liliana-Erlina-Lana-Hartley. I am a woman with Her Royal Highness Princess Wang. I'll be your superior."

"Excuse me. Sorry, I took the liberty of going out into the garden..."

"No, I don't mind.... I don't need to say anything else."

"Uh, ah, yes"

Lana means this woman is a clean aristocratic lady. It is also the courtesy of a hereditary nobleman who is not a nobleman of Miyanaka.

The Dardinian nobility can be divided between the hereditary nobility and the Miyagi nobility due to the circumstances of its establishment, but the hereditary nobility is overwhelmingly higher in character. This is because the nobility of Miyanaka is a king's minister compared to the hereditary nobility being an independent lord.

A simple way to distinguish it is the hereditary nobility that has the title attached to the territory and the name of that territory is the title name. It is the nobility of the palace who is given the title and salary by the royal family by virtue of merit and whose surname is the title name.

While some human beings combine both of them, the priority is the title to which the territory comes, and the age of being epistled is the old title.

(Well, if it's a lady with Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess, it's obvious...)

A samurai who serves near the royal family is at least conditioned to be a daughter of more than a knight knight.

My house is also an associate baron. Though it is a patterned family with a slightly higher status than the Knight Sir, the fruit of it is nothing more than a keeper of a royally owned farm or ranch.

But it is wealthy to be a house that serves as a janitor for a fee ranch even if it is not of high standing.

Due to the nature of their duties, there are different leeways without having to do anything to fatten their special and personal bellies, and they boast a wealth that goes beyond the poor Count family.

So all my sisters have been engaged before the age of 15, they are married early around the age of 20, supposedly of noble women, and I myself was engaged to the second son of the Count family, who has territory in the north.

I rose to the royal palace as a samurai for some sort of foiling. As an aristocratic woman, having worked as a maid in the royal palace is considered the best bridesmaid educated.

In daughtering to the upper Earl family, I may say that it is the creation of the heart of my father, whom I thought I would not have to draw attention to.

"I'll tell you something first because I can't help hiding it, but there are constant disturbing rumors all around the princess. Fact is, a lot can happen. But this is a royal palace, so I don't think there's anything I can do."

"Is there any danger to your life?

"... quite."

I was told to rustle.

(I thought you said your sister had a lot going on)

The five-year-old sister Areda served Her Royal Highness the Second Queen for three years from the age of sixteen. In the rear palace, literally, she was thrown into a feud over a woman who wandered around and was constantly struggling day and night.

But the truth is, it wasn't easy for me to get involved in a woman's fight.

I'm not fooling around with a woman's feud. I am aware that time and in some cases it can also be quite harsh.

But... the dim surroundings of Her Highness Lady Altirier... the dark parts of the royal family and the great aristocracy were more terrifying to me.

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"The daughter of the Avila family?

"Yes. That's right. I am the maid of Her Royal Highness Lady Altilier."

I give a bow in front of the knights in lined armor with a gentle gesture of a maid.

If the royal palace life is already the fourth year, the palace practice is quite familiar with itself, and the body moves smoothly without having to be aware of it.

That seems to have been communicated enough to them, too. Somewhere in the tent, the air is just a little soothing.

"Why is Her Highness's maid in such a place?

That was a natural question.

"I was on my way to take a vacation to discuss the breakdown of my fiancée's engagement, which I couldn't make it to her home."

I speak of the answers I have prepared in advance.

Although it was true that the engagement had been broken, the truth was that it was only used as an excuse to exit for what Her Royal Highness had requested to look into.

But the knight gave a slight expression. That's right. Suddenly you'd be surprised to hear me say I broke my engagement or something.

Besides, it's not normal for me to think that I'm about to visit the other person's house in person.

I was going to visit the other home too, but I'm just going to say hello. Because things are already out of my control.

"I've decided to talk to my parents, but there was a little discussion going on... I was going to make a shortcut to ask the other side..."

My family manages the royal palace's fee ranch. Your ranch is nearby, and our people are familiar with the geography around here. Of course, I know it's not on the map. This time it became a vendetta.

(I can't believe the army used this road for travel!!

Normally, the army doesn't pass this way.

Indeed, it is' the way '. Generally speaking, there is enough road for a small carriage to pass throughout the journey, and there are some places that are quite well maintained, although the place can be quite a bad road by the way.

But it's not a street.

You can't supply or rest on the way, more than it's not a street, and of course you can't go through a large carriage carrying supplies.

So I assumed, "The army won't march that way".

But if you're just going to run through a squad of light-hearted horseback riders...... if you just take a different route to supplies, that's perfectly fine, and much faster than going down the street.

If you look closely, they are leaving with about 10 people as a team a little stumbling through time. A small number of horseback riders will be assembled somewhere down the road between this… perhaps around the Thura we aim for or the Echidona Plains ahead.

(To the border, we can shorten the day at least)

If you notice that, you're gonna have a spine. I'm sorry.

Wow, I simply thought.

The same goes for forming a small horseback squad to use this path, but the sooner you look at it from people you don't know, the sooner you must feel like our army has reached the border. At least a day...... it would be about two days shorter if I could be on horseback.

And at the same time, it was easy to predict that we would not be freed immediately.

(Probably military secrecy.)

If I were normal, I wouldn't be blamed for being with the army march. We'll be done until the army finishes the streets.

But it's called this intersection, it's called the current situation, and I definitely feel like I'm going to be detained.

I sighed thinking about it.

I don't know... I don't think it's really twisted when it doesn't work.

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The beginning in the first place was a letter from your father at the beginning of last month.

The long letter, if only to make the point, 'insists that Viscount Mare will not break his engagement with you. The Count says he wants you to persuade him'.

Viscount Mare means Arthur-Ludvia Dis Radovic, whom I was engaged to.

Honestly, I'm sick of it.

(Mostly, you think it's too good to break an engagement)

When Arthur and I were engaged, Arthur was the second son of the Count Tilvia family.

The second son means we don't inherit the house and we split up. The Count family had a clean heir named Raymond, and until three months ago he was Viscount Mare.

In the Count Tilvia's house, it is the son who names Viscount Mare. Arthur became so named because Lady Raymond ran off with her mother's petty use and was obsolete.

He was engaged to me because he was going to split up with his second son, and the other side thought that Arthur and I, who became successors to the Count's family, would not match their identities.

And, naturally, the engagement was broken.

My family could have sued me for defaulting, but I stopped it.

Nothing good.

It is understandable that sometimes parents were not so thoughtful in their decided betrothals, and that it would be disproportionate for the daughter of the Associate Baron to wish for the future countess status.

Above all, I had a story about becoming a woman, so I told my father that if he was going to reveal that I had nothing at all to do with it, he could break the engagement.

As a result, my father broke his engagement in the form of a sale of grace to the Count.

I thought that would be good.

(Even though it's a political marriage, I'm sorry they pushed me through the mullies to get married)

By the way.

Arthur, the other party to the engagement, refused to do so.

As far as I'm concerned, I had no idea why.

That one joins the Northern Knights as an obedient knight, and I don't get to see them once a year if I'm on my own rising to the Royal Palace as a samurai.

More than enough times with both hands to add up everything I've ever seen.

I didn't know why you refused to break your engagement with me like that.

(It didn't mean anything in particular...)

I wrote a letter right away.

That I be Her Royal Highness's woman, as the scenario dictates between your father and the Count dictates. And a letter about wanting to destroy my engagement because I can't do anything halfway to becoming a woman.

Arthur's reply to that is only one word big fat on the note.

"I don't like it."

If I saw it and accidentally tore it in two, no one would take it personally.

What do you hate, you fucking kid!

I almost cursed him unexpectedly, but he didn't say it to me. That's where I keep pushing is my lady-educated daughter.

And no matter how much I ran out of words on the letter, the letter from Arthur was a strain of 'I don't like it'.

So I gave up persuasion. In the first place, it was there that I mentioned breaking my engagement, and I did everything I could.

After that, I wanted the parents and children to talk.

In the meantime, Master Lilia... and Her Royal Highness asked me to investigate.

'I want you to follow the footsteps of El Lucia'.

Resolving the twisted engagement issue was a good reason to leave.

(... I mean, I'd be angry if I could use it as much as an excuse)

It would be a rumor, but I didn't even have to worry about it because I was going to be a woman.

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We heard on the journey that the King's family in Esarcal had been closed.

Everyone was rumouring that there would be a war, and in the information too scarce compared to the royal palace, I fought a lot.

Well, it doesn't matter what happens where I did, and in the end, I couldn't do anything more than let the investigation I was ordered to continue, but at least this ends with an arrow tip that was trying to clear my job a little faster and get back to the King's Capital.

(not following......)

A knight with a slightly harsh look asks me, sighing, if it is too thirty.

"Miss Milediana, even though it's a shortcut, why did you choose a path like this that isn't even on the map?

"Because it's early. I know if you are a local person and... I am proud to say that I know every corner about the distribution routes between the farms I manage, as my house is a house of management of my fee ranch. I would choose this path if I had to hurry, or if I had confidence in my arms or in my equestrian skills."

This road, at the end of the back road, has a road width there, and a small carriage can pass. However, it is not on the map and there are not many users because there are few water fields to pass through the woods, some of which are habitats of the gray wolves.

"Even though there's a woman?

"I'm used to traveling, and I've used it many times"

I grin. It may be somewhat exaggerated, but it is true that I have used it.

The opposing knight turned his gaze away like he had trouble smiling at me. The talking tone may be blurry because I'm not used to talking to women.

"But..."

"I never thought we'd run into troops marching here either. Of course, I wouldn't have chosen it if I knew."

I just wanted to hurry home. If we were to bowl in with the army, we would not have chosen this path.

I've heard a lot of rumors about you already out there, and you're about to, but who would think you'd run into that unit that's already out there, and even more so?

There's no way it could be revealed because military travel routes and such would be similar to military secrets, but I think this road is a bit of a blind spot.

(It's difficult if you're not confident in equestrianism because it's not paved...)

"We're surprised, too. I can't believe the military used this path..."

"... there are locals in the military."

I heard a voice from behind.

It's scary to say I could hear it, but I've been hearing a lot lately.

My interrogation, or the knight who was questioning me, stands up and salutes me.

Don't worry, His Royal Highness raised his hand gently and pushed it away.

"Your Highness."

I stood up surprisingly and unexpectedly. I was a little embarrassed to notice the ungraceful behavior.

And I thank the royalty as I often do in the palace.

Hold your left hand gently in front of your chest and gently pinch the hem of your skirt with your right hand, pulling your legs and lowering your head with sincere respect. Remember to try to make the motion look as elegant as possible.

When this courtesy can be gracefully beautiful, it is generally considered that the bridesmaid's studies have been completed.

"Good. I didn't expect to see your face in a place like this."

Yeah. Me too, Your Highness.

A lot of things rush through my head... that I was investigating El Lucia at Her Royal Highness's will, even if I found out, I must keep it to Her Royal Highness.

"Shame on you, even if it's me, it depends on your unwillingness"

As for the investigation that Her Royal Highness had requested, it was actually concluded without so much help.

It was not that difficult to follow the footsteps of El Lucia before entering the royal palace, and I have already sent to the royal palace the investigation report I did in Elzevelt.

I'm in such a detachment away from the king's capital because I have to greet the Count's mansion in Tilvia more than I used to excuse my exit, otherwise I can't excuse myself when they look into it later.

"No? Have you ever been my Lady's lady?

"Not at all. Becoming Her Royal Highness's lady is our honor, our honor. I am truly delighted to officially serve Her Royal Highness Lady Altirier."

Your Highness is satisfied with my answer.

I have decided to become Her Royal Highness's official lady.

Currently in her capacity as an apprentice, she is officially recruited as a female officer if she takes the exam after six months.

There is actually an item called martial arts in women's exams, but I'm actually good at that one.

I had my hopes, but it's probably Lilia-sama's measure. In the form of drawing on my wishes, I asked the royal family to give me a diagnosis of whether or not to become a female officer against my home.

This was also a very honorable thing to do as a home.

If she is just a maid, she is an official lady of Her Royal Highness. It's like being wanted near His Royal Highness the Prince, if you say so in his position as a man.

Not to mention that Her Royal Highness Lady Altirier is definitely the one whose Royal Highness will be queen at the dawn of his reign, even if he is ordained to be the Mother of the Nation. There is nothing more honorable than being born a daughter of nobility, such as earning that trust and being able to serve near your side.

"Unwillingly, I broke my engagement to serve Her Royal Highness, but the house on both sides is satisfied, but you don't understand."

(... really, that kid, I wonder what you're going to do)

Viscount Mare Arthur-Ludvia is 17, three years younger than me.

It's been three years now because what I remember is the time of the feast when he joined the Northern Knights.

She was a silent and quiet kid with soft golden curly hair and beautiful green eyes.

It was him three years ago that I remember, and now I must be pretty grown up, but I couldn't imagine him growing up. It's always the side of a boy who remains somewhere young to remember.

"You're breaking up your engagement?

"Yes, I don't like social life that much either, and I don't like being stuck at home in the first place. Embroidery, which is a female preference, and no musical literacy at all, are close to falling apart as aristocratic women. … but if I can serve beside Her Royal Highness, there's something I can do."

Because I drafted various official documents with the help of my grandfather and father... your fee ranch has many reports... paperwork is not bitter. Then again, the martial arts I learned from a very young age are a bit of a skill that I can't say aloud as a normal aristocratic child, but if you're a sidekick woman, you can admit it as one of your stunts.

"That's right, I'm doing great"

"Thank you"

I humbly thank His Highness for his words.

I was just a little thrilled with the unexpected compliments.

(Not my taste, but I might be happy to be complimented)

His Royal Highness Prince Wang is certainly a wonderful beauty, but my taste is somewhat of a disappointing type of man like His Highness the Second Prince.

I think you're cute as a bear, Your Highness.

"If it seems too messy, say so."

"Thank you"

I would very much appreciate that word.

If it is His Highness's word, Arthur will not be able to turn against it either.

"... it's time for me to go too. I will return to the royal palace. Make a statement."

I was relieved, apparently because of His Highness, to be freed soon.

"No, I'm not bothering Your Highness..."

"I can't thank you enough. It's not just an escort. We're going straight back to the Royal Palace with surveillance."

"What?"

"I'm worried there aren't many people around."

……………

(or overprotective...)

It was something that I knew only thinly.

Perhaps His Royal Highness Prince Wang will no longer be able to treat 'anyone', 'equally' or 'gently' as he once was.

(because something special has been made)

Only one special being - Her Royal Highness Lady Altirier.

I think that's a nice thing.

"And the fact that you met with me here is useless."

"... military secrecy, is it?

"Right."

His Royal Highness smiles small. For His Highness, perhaps it is not as much a matter of confidentiality.

"... to Her Highness, too?

"By the time we got to the Royal Palace, it didn't matter that we were here anymore. I don't care what you say to that."

"Good."

Your Highness will be delighted to talk to you about how your Highness is safe.

"Be careful, I'll be back."

"... Yes. Thank you for your concern."

I fold and thank you as gracefully as I can.

His Royal Highness leaves the tent gently.

(Is that it? Me, it's not a good idea when I leave like this?

I used it for reasons of exit, so I was going to say hello to the Count's house.

(I guess you mean find out...)

I laughed bitterly.

His Royal Highness Prince Wang is so familiar with all matters that I don't think he knows anything about it.

And you probably know my circumstances, too.

I turn to the carriage.

"What's going on?

Your Heinz looks troubled.

"Ah, lady. No, um..."

I knew immediately what caused the confusion.

"... Miss Milediana"

A young man who showed up with a horse calls my name somewhere close.

But I didn't remember it at all.

There are certain men who can enter and leave the Palace of the Crown Princess, and not the Kingsguards of Her Highness.

"... which is it?

Height over one minute above my head. Rather than sobering... a slightly felt thin body... I felt a sense of ready-to-see in its golden curly hair.

(... I think I've remembered something)

"... it's me"

Me?

"... it's Arthur"

"What?"

I looked closely at the young man again with his mouth open.

What you're wearing is a dark blue Northern Knights obedient knight uniform. My hands and legs were so long, I said this but it was growing quite well.

Even though my father, the Earl, is sloppy, he is quite tall, which must be the blood of my mother, the Countess. For a woman, the taller Countess is longer than me, slightly taller than the average height of a woman.

"Arthur? Arthur is Arthur from Count Tilvia's house?

"Yeah, that's right."

I smiled softly.

The quiet shy boy had grown to look up at some point and had become a completely different... man person.

(Are the Northern Knights also mobilized...)

Think something completely different in your head, feeling like a real escape.

The border with Esarcal runs from the west to the north. It's not strange that the Northern Knights are being mobilized. I don't, but I don't know why I'm here... naturally.

"Really?

"Yeah. I'm your fiancée for real."

"Er..."

I think I broke my engagement.

"Because the engagement deed has not yet been destroyed.... Therefore, we have not even broken our engagement!

Arthur said clearly, as if he had heard my heart.

"No, that's right..."

Sure, it's 'not yet' on the paperwork or publicly, but the parents of each other's houses know it, so I think it's the same with the establishment.

Where Arthur overlays and tries to open his mouth, there is probably a voice from someone who is Arthur's knight.

"Hey Arthur, what are we talking about here? We have plenty of time to get to the royal palace anyway. Later. We're leaving."

"Yes."

Arthur glanced at the words.

(Nice look... I can't call you that girl anymore)

And correct your posture and try to give a bishy salute that almost spills.

Just for a moment I fell in love.... just a little bit.

"Donna Milediana… By the order of His Royal Highness Prince Wang, I am pleased to send you to the Royal Palace"

".................. Yes"

There can be no other reply to the life of His Royal Highness Prince Wang.

(... I feel like I've been hit...)

Surely, you said you couldn't thank me enough.

I feel it would be quicker for us to talk to each other in person in this way, depending on what we think, but I also feel that that stage is no longer passing.

"Miss Milediana, shall we come?"

Arthur giggles and reaches out for the escort.

"........................ thanks"

I laughed somewhere young and matched the boy in my memory.

Honestly, I worry about how to treat you.

I'm also surprised you suddenly showed up growing up, but the situation is quite complicated...

"What's wrong?

"No......"

(I just wanted to get back soon...)

The journey to the royal palace seemed endlessly distant.