Formerly, The Fallen Daughter of the Duke

Just around that time, preparations were under way in the Noston Nation to welcome the first prince of neighboring power Puffett on a steep pitch.

First Prince of the Noston Nation, the office of Asberto.

"Dear Asberto, please join me for an afternoon of tea today"

Charlotte holds her mouth with both hands and says cutely.

He hangs a basket with a set of tea and baked sweets on his arm.

"I'm sorry. For our country, the most important guest visits are withheld. Will you finish with Salomon today?"

Asberto replied in a most gracious voice.

"Uh, again?"

Charlotte points her pink lips. Asbert noticed Charlotte's expression, but pretended not to look at it.

"Let's go, Miss Charlotte."

Salomon, who perceived Asberto's murder, attempts to escort Charlotte to the exit of the office, distracting him.

"Dear Asberto!?... Fine. Me...... sorry"

Charlotte turned away from Salomon's hand, and wept in her eyes, tearing Asbert, and saw, and then left the room.

Batan.

"Ha...

Asberto sighed, making sure the heavy door in the office was closed.

"Miss Charlotte has been here every day since the Royal College of Aristocrats went on vacation"

Salomon says with a sincere, unreadable smile.

"I'm busy every day, but I just want you to give me a break... She had periods of instability due to the environment, but she was a smarter, more intelligent woman in the core."

Says Salomon with an unexpected look on his face to Asberto, who is completely holding his head.

"... Miss Charlotte? No way, that can't be right. Your Highness, that's wrong with someone else."

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(No more! I can't believe it!

Charlotte, who had been refused an afternoon tea invitation for the third day in a row, was outraged.

Forget about your ladylike behavior, and Dosdos walk down the hallway in the royal palace.

……

I turned around thinking, well, Asberto hadn't even grated Salomon and chased him for follow-up.

"Why isn't anybody chasing me!!

Charlotte, trembling with anger, returned to the mansion of the Duke of Martino family within the King's Capital Tillard instead of the Royal College of Aristocrats' quarters for a long vacation.

"Welcome back, Miss Charlotte"

To the samurai who welcomes me, Charlotte says pushing the basket without telling her right now.

"I'll give you this. I lost it."

"… I understand"

Charlotte wasn't going to change her standing behavior even after Claire was gone. “Always bright, pure, honest, beloved character Charlotte."

But what I think at the bottom of my heart seems to manifest itself in words and deeds, and Charlotte's standing behavior over the past few months had bought disapproval from the samurai and servants.

"Charlotte, have you met His Highness?"

Father Benjamin, who learns Charlotte's return home, glances at the entrance from the lobby.

"Father! Welcome back!... Yep. It was fun. You're early today."

Charlotte, who was about to go up the spiral stairs leading from the blowout of the entrance to her room, made a childish smile and stopped.

"The Royal Palace is all very busy right now. Don't disturb His Highness too much. I got a visitor this evening, so I came home early. Get dressed for dinner."

"Yes, Father. … who is the customer?

Correct outfit, Charlotte came to her senses when she was told.

(As usual, your father's men may have handsome aristocratic sons and knighthood chiefs. Maybe just the right time to get someone on a free long vacation!

But my father Benjamin's response was inconsistent with Charlotte's expectations of heart bouncing.

"Oh. Today's visitor is Anne."

"Ann...... auntie?

Charlotte's face pulled.

Speaking of Anne, she's the sister of her father Benjamin, Charlotte's one-generation old 'Girlfriend'. With the same white magic as Charlotte, she did not marry and is now a Virgin in the Royal Church.

He was very cute to the four Martino family children since he was a little girl, but it was obvious that his favorite anyone could see was Claire.

This is the first day I've seen Claire since she went missing.

(I don't know, even one of the dislikes is going to say it. Let's just join in a toast and say I'm not feeling well and pull into the room.)

Charlotte decided to do so and went back to her room.

It was night and Anne came to visit with a bottle of champagne that she had kept.

"It's been a long time, guys. I'm sorry Claire's not here."

Pours champagne into all the glasses and Anne sits in her dinner seat makes her look sad.

The champagne bubbles sparkled as they were finer and wondrously swayed than I had ever seen before.

"Forget about Claire, Anne."

I embarrass Ann as my father Benjamin sends a gaze that cares about Charlotte.

Charlotte also lowered her eyebrows, dropped her shoulders, did a sad trick, and tried to whine.

"But I want to see your sister..."

"Do you really think so?

Anne hears Charlotte whining back out loud.

(Wow... this is why I didn't like it)

Charlotte nodded as she lowered her fed up emotions and hid them. It's such a hassle, it really makes me cry.

"Of course, Aunt Ann... because she's my dear sister..."

To Charlotte's tears, Anne said at the moment her father and brothers snuggled.

"We all know about the magic tornado that was observed a few months ago in Ultz, the king's capital of the Paft Nation, don't we?

"Oh. Of course."

Benjamin answers.

"That magic tornado was the largest ever. If it did, we would have had to put a barrier over the entire national territory. Currently, the biggest magic colour the Noston Nation possesses is' white '."

Ann keeps looking at Charlotte.

"But in the Paft country, purification took place. Sure. Plus, it was perfect.... If I could do that right now, I'd be alone all over the world."

Benjamin seemed to have guessed what Ann was going to say.

"Are you trying to say that it was Claire who saved the world? This is ridiculous. She could only receive the magic of pale pink, far beneath silver and white. You can't possibly do that."

Gashan.

That's when my second brother Leo dropped the champagne glass in his hand and broke it.

The face is unnaturally blue.

"People are the only things you see like you want to see things. After Claire disappeared, I just can't believe the people in this house gave up once they searched."

Ann said so, taking a seat.

"Now you'll excuse me. … drink that champagne properly for everyone. Brother, I'll see you at the welcoming ceremony next week."

After Ann left, the dining went quiet.

My brother Oscar opens his mouth wondering as he sips champagne.

"Sure... how did your father only send out a search force once after Claire disappeared"

"That's... I thought you said that was fine. His Royal Highness Asbert has Charlotte, and he says he doesn't need Claire to do harm to the happiness of the two of us."

"No... But it seemed so. … when it's important, don't lose your mind."

That's not good.

Detecting the danger of his position, Charlotte smiles the greatest she can and changes the subject.

"Father, is there something in the royal palace next week? Although Aunt Ann said it was a welcome ceremony. Is anyone there?

"Haven't you heard from His Highness Asberto? The First Prince of the Pfeite Nation, His Highness Vique, is visiting our country officially."

"Well! Is there a prince who has a reputation for being very good looking and able to work!?

Staring at Charlotte, tense and rattled, as if they were all taken aback.

"... Charlotte, it can't be"

Charlotte was greatly shocked that Oscar complained.

(For the past six months, your brother has been holding out on me...)

"I'm sorry, brother"

Charlotte deliberately showed it as a shrine, but there was no follow-up from Oscar.

(That... that aunt...! You did something so I wouldn't understand!?

Charlotte had felt the wind direction had changed only slightly with Ann's visit.

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At night, Charlotte returns to her room to think.

(Master Asberto isn't bad either, but he's kind of uncompassionate. I mean, he doesn't feel loved. It wasn't like this before.... The Prince of the Great Powers is so much better than Master Asberto! It's a rumor of excellence, so I'm sure you'll have time to show off your work to your friends' ladies as soon as possible!

"I've made up my mind, ask your father to let me see the prince of the Pafeite kingdom and keep company!

Charlotte, who was too upward oriented, was floating without understanding the position she had been placed in.