Fake Cinderella

(I wonder why I hid. My idiot......)

What accidentally hid under the desk was reflex behavior. Understanding that the possibilities were limitless, but maybe the Viscount who was chasing me came in... the possibilities moved my body away.

"Call."

(... Nadir sama)

"... excuse me"

The voice of His Royal Highness familiar to his ears. I thought about getting out of the hiding place, but to a fading, thin voice in response to His Highness, I stopped doing that.

(It's not a good place to be if someone other than Your Highness finds you here)

It's even worse if the person you came with finds out I'm me.

Lilia in my head said, 'It's no good being found by His Royal Highness the King!' And I'm lifting my eyes, but it's through there.

By and large, His Highness is the one who made me dress like this, and I think you're quite right that I was chased into His Highness's office.

I don't mean to eavesdrop, but I didn't have to try to clear my ears because the room was quiet.

(... This is force majeure. I was hiding first! Nadir, you came later!

I also feel I'm getting used to making excuses in my mind.

There's a noise of something falling out the window. I knew it was a cat with the chirping of Nyan.

The sound echoed loudly in my mind.

Yet neither of them have any sign of opening their mouths.

Odd...... somewhere the silence that conceived tension dominated the indoors.

(I wonder who they are?

I'd like to take a peek at the two of them, but for me hiding under the desk, it's the opposite direction they're in that my vision is open. At the foot of the clerk's desk there is a plate stretched out and you can't see it at all. That's why you're hiding what I look like, but it's so much worse now.

"... half-brother... aren't you busy today?

Afterwards, I called it, which means His Highness Nadir's brother. But it's not under Zion or His Highness Al, so there's only one of you left.

(... His Royal Highness Eol?

His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince, who I have met but cannot remember his face clearly.

"I'm certainly busy. But you're gonna have to put them down and tell them it was real."

The air trembled. Probably because His Royal Highness Eol shook himself.

"Yes... what is your business with me...?

It was His Highness Nadir who opened his mouth first.

"... then I called to talk about the end of the conspiracy."

"Huh? Conspiracy?

It was a voice from the bottom of my heart that I was wondering.

(Conspiracy?... I mean, something about being targeted during this time or something?

Why, His Highness Eol? And I wondered. Because it did not seem to me that His Highness Eor had any resentment towards the Duchess of Grachez.

Cuttlefish and regular footsteps approach and stop in front of the desk.

His Royal Highness seemed to have given it to His Royal Highness Eol when he picked out some paperwork from the desk.

"That's what I wrote about bringing a suspicious man into the royal palace."

"Oral?

"It summarizes the statement and the witness testimony. … Viscount Farsaldo, who is so close, was aiming for the life of the Duchess of Grachez."

"Please wait. Rowe does that......"

"I did, Eol."

I won't, you wanted to say you couldn't possibly... but before I could finish, the words were inhibited by His Highness Nadir.

His Royal Highness is as cold as usual without any exaggeration at all, and the words have a strength that does not allow rebuttal.

"I have witness testimony. And he says he did it with his life."

"Huh?"

"The Viscount used that name when he brought the Duchess' assailant into the palace."

"Wow, I don't know. My half-brother, I really don't know."

"... Whether you knew it or not, it doesn't matter"

(Huh? Doesn't matter?

I felt how His Highness Eol looked in my eyes when he said unexpected things.

"It is considered the same as the other side that drew in the name of the other side"

"... no..."

Gatan and loud noises. Perhaps His Royal Highness Eol knelt on the floor.

"Eol, I say I didn't know anything about that, but that the hope of that was the throne... it is clear from testimony from multiple sources that those people were ultimately trying to invade my position"

Someone... perhaps His Highness Eol... breathed.

(Huh? Your Highness, Eol, were you going to be Prince Wang?

Hold on, if you just used it, it seems like you could handle it, but if you were willing to voluntarily, that would be a felony, wouldn't it?

Targeting the status of Prince Wang, it is not surprising that it is a crime of national disturbance, or a crime of overthrowing the state… if it is bad, it is considered a great reverse.

"I've always heard that I deserve a prince more than I do."

"It's..."

His Royal Highness Eol mumbles.

(Huh? Did you really say that? Is His Royal Highness Eol stupid?

I know only as much as Nadi's twin brothers, but if I really thought I was superior to His Highness Nadir, I almost suspect I was retarded, and even if I didn't mean it, I behaved quite mildly to say that.

(To the King Prince of this country more than Master Nadir...... yeah, there's no one worthy of the king of this country. That's not my... I don't think it's my wife's desire)

"... but you wanted to replace me first, or Viscount Fursald was ambitious first... I don't know that. But Viscount Fursald, inspired by that, seems to have moved a lot of people."

(A lot of people?

"The raid on the Duchess of Grachez yesterday, and then you blew something extra on Alhan, Rhodelia, who made a scene at the night club, too?

Though that had taken the form of an inquiry, I guess His Highness is certain of it.

"From Leon of Alhan came a messenger of caution, and from Ferdis in the west came the Duke himself on purpose with a letter of proof."

"I, I... I..."

Katakata and His Highness Eol make a small, trembling sound of clothing rubbing.

"Above all, my greatest sin was targeting my Lady... Altilier."

(... me...?

"Was Altilier's escort after the opportunity for the system to be thin? Yeah, and then the raid planned is over with an attempt. The Viscount hasn't caught him yet, but it will be only a matter of time."

(... That's what Lilia's 'sweep' was all about.... Yeah, I knew. It's Lilia, right?)

That's why I was kept in isolation, just in case, even dressed as a man.

(Few people know what I look like.... so even as simple a disguise as this won't be noticed.

"I raided Lady Altirier and so on. It's just that Rowe felt sorry for my love... for taking the princess out... and didn't want to imitate it."

"I mean, you're a kidnapper..."

His Highness's attitude was very chilling.

"I'm not going to do that..."

"What he was about to do would be abduction, beyond the lack of agreement of the person. Or kidnapping... it must be a crime either way"

Master Nadir relentlessly clings to the blade of words.

(... this master key, was I going to use it to escape)

I gently held the master key down from the top, which had fallen into the hidden pocket of my long coat.

"My half-brother, I was just... missed. I didn't think it was a raid."

The sound of the petition mixes.

(... like this? What?)

I wasn't sure what it meant to miss what was at stake.

"But those who raided the rear palace have definitely come after their lives.... They said there was poison on all the blades.... Altirier is weak. Just a few touches would be life threatening."

"Poison...?

That can't be it, I whine in my mouth.

"I mean, things were already there, ignoring thoughts, and ultimately, you can't reach them."

Kuzuki and Nadir laughed mocking in the back of his throat. That sounds so upbeat.

(Something's going to hear you curse 'incompetence'...)

"Eol."

A pleasant voice in his ear called His Highness Eol's name.

"Yes."

"All other sins will be reduced, and it will never be tolerated only for targeting Altilier. Be prepared but good."

"... Yes"

His Highness Eol nodded with a voice that was about to disappear.

"Chase him out. Be careful in the palace."

"... Yes..."

There was a small rubbing noise and there were signs that His Highness Eol had risen.

"I'm not particularly willing to put on surveillance, but be careful. On top of this, if we seem to overlap with more sin, we will not be able to reduce our sin first"

Reducing sin first class means commuting the sentence where it would be a capital offense.

(… royalty cannot be judged by normal law. But maybe it would be the opposite of targeting the status of Prince Wang?

But in His Highness's mouth, it seems more problematic that you targeted me than that.

(Because it's the only Elzevelt...)

My senses are things like rare organisms on the verge of extinction.

"... Yes. I remember the liver."

Pathan and a little noise, the door closes.

(... you're gone...)

Clarifying my ears, I reconfirmed that there was no longer anyone but Master Nadir, and I crawled out of my hiding place softly.

"... Nadir Sama"

His Royal Highness Nadir, who turned around, shook his shoulders tremendously and froze looking at me. Its brilliant face was as if all the expressions had fallen out.

I guess you couldn't understand why I'm here.

"... Lutia? Why?"

Still, I should say Nadir is the one who immediately regained my feelings.

"A man named Viscount Fursald chased me..."

There was a lot going on with Phil Lynn before that, but I omitted it. 'Cause if I told you in detail, you were going to piss me off, not just Phil-Lynn.

"... so I got help from a woman named Elinia-Nelke and fled here"

I thought it might be a little too fractured, but it's not a mistake.

"To Elinia?

His Royal Highness Nadir turned out to be a slightly contemplative expression.

"Yes, so I was entrusted with this master key..."

I'll try to get the keys out.

"So, what about Elinia?

"I don't know. I got chased and ran away..."

I shook my head sideways as I sifted.

I thought you wanted the keys because His Highness reached out, and His Highness even lifted me up again.

"... Mr. Nadir!

"... what"

"I told you I'd walk myself next time."

"I know that, but it's an emergency, forgive me"

(Is this an emergency?

Sadly, my senses are becoming paralyzed. As long as they chased me around a bit, I'm starting to wonder what it is again.

"... you're always in danger when I keep my eyes open"

He opens the door unconstitutionally and His Highness's feet are aiming somewhere without hesitation. I just turned the corner about twice and I don't know where I am anymore.

"It's dangerous when it comes to danger..."

I don't think that's enough to say.

His Highness sighed and looked at me, then shook his head.

"Um... where are you going?

"It's your palace.... No Problem Going Back"

"Thank you"

I want to get dressed as soon as possible. It's easy to move around dressing as a boy, but I guess it's a little unsettling because my senses are getting familiar with this one.

"... Nadir, if you'd told me about the cleaning from the beginning, I wouldn't have stuck around childish like that."

"Right."

"Yes."

"It's not bad to be stubborn"

His Royal Highness chuckles.

"Oh no..."

I almost fell in love with a meaningful flush. Shouldn't you say this about a man's colour?

"... Nadir, this is a plug. Lunch, not yet, is it?

I had a cage on my chest.

Blur, blur. I almost forgot my purpose.

"Oh. Thanks"

The expression becomes visible and soft.

"Garrett fried with green vegetables and chopped salted pork with walnuts. Then we also served fresh cheese, a bucket sandwich of raw ham and green vegetables, and a cookie with nuts. Drinks are chai, right? I have ginger."

My mouth broke because it was all His Highness's favorite.

(... good)

I'm glad you're happy.

"Speaking of which, how was the simmering of the salted pigs served at the dinner party the night before?

I offered several recipes this Founding Fathers' Day event week. Even though I haven't made it with my own hands, I still care about my reputation.

If we had talked about such a lack of other love, it would not have been long before we got to the palace.

In front of the door, His Highness coughed.

"By the way..."

"Yes?"

"... where did Phil-Lynn, who is supposed to be your escort, go?

"Uh... the..."

I don't know how to answer that.

"Lutia?"

"Ah, yes. Um... it's a little off..."

Her highness's temples became tight.

Sorry, Phil. I can't hide it.