The man I met at the stables is probably a very nice guy to take care of on top. Otherwise, you wouldn't think of walking away from Aria you just met, etc. I stare at my own little hand, firmly connected with my big hand, and then I look up at the man's face again.
A man noticed Aria staring at him grinned modestly. Perhaps the reason for this is because a man looks in a category commonly referred to as "very well-dressed". The silver hair, stretched to a length close enough to be on the shoulder, is glossy, and the rare shades of golden eyes glow divinely in the light of the sun.
"Is it your father or your mother working here?
"Huh? Uh, my father..."
Aria's father is the king. Naturally I work in the castle, and I live there. I snort confused that they didn't say anything wrong.
"Oh well. You came to see your father at work?
"To play......"
Even Aria lives here, so I think there's something to say about how to say it. However, in front of being seen hanging from a horse earlier, there is certainly no choice but to think that he was playing. I couldn't deny or affirm it in the end, I just leaned my neck. Seeing such aria, the man laughs ridiculously when he dulls.
"Was the question difficult? Where's your mother now?
"No mother"
"Didn't you come with your mother?
"My mother died a long time ago..."
"Oh well... I'm sorry, I didn't like what you said."
Originally he lowered his lowering eyebrows even further, and he hurriedly shook his head.
"That's okay. Because it was so long ago and I don't remember it so well anymore..."
"You forgot about your mother?
I was unconsciously stopping my leg. I notice Aria stops, and the man stops his leg, too.
"I didn't forget. But I don't need to remind you."
"Why?"
My mother died when Aria was seven. My mother, who was a dancer from an exotic country, had narrow shoulder thoughts in the castle and seemed to live badly cramped. Sometimes we laughed brightly when we got out to the bottom of the castle together, but otherwise he looked dark and sunken. When I think of my mother, I feel dark and shady. If you're going to live anyway, for Aria, who wants to have fun laughing and live, that memory will be enough.
The man didn't ask me anything more because Aria had been silent. Fit in with the slow footsteps of the man who started walking gently again, and Aria walks next to it too.
"Even if it's tiny, there's a lot going on."
"Yes, even if it's tiny, there's a lot going on."
I laughed small because it's something I say in a strangely realistic way even though I'm a man with a big body. Aria's body is smaller than average because of exotic blood. My mother was as small as Aria, and ten centimeters shorter than the average of the women in this country. I wonder if I'm now just tall enough to line up with my mother, and I think about that.
Arria walks through the castle with her hands drawn by a man, having arrived home to the entrance hall while she was blurry. The man spoke casually to the first woman he found and lowered his eyebrows like he was in trouble pointing to Aria.
"This girl, she looks lost."
""... Huh?
Just as Aria was decent, so is the whole woman tilting her neck. You don't notice the confusion for both of us, the man continued his words with his eyebrows lowered.
"Can you show him to someone who understands?
"Yeah, yeah. I don't mind showing you... Lost?
"You shouldn't be too dangerous, either."
A man laughs beautifully as he strokes Aria's head, which opens her mouth pompously. Turning his back on Aria, who can't say anything, the man walked down the hallway.
"Princess...... are you lost?
By the time the man disappears across the hallway, the lady finally turns back to Aria. He turned a frigid eye and shook his head left and right so hard that he probably sounded.
"No way. I'm just not gonna get lost in the castle."
A frog in a woman with thin tea hair in her dough is a precious way to treat Aria amicably. It was good that he called out to Kaela. Otherwise, I don't know what kind of disgust they told me.
"Right. Still, where did you catch such a handsome guy? I'm so jealous."
"I got help in the stables."
"Help...? You didn't do anything dangerous again, did you?
He turned his eyes slightly and shook his head again.
"I'm not doing anything serious. I just went to see the horses."
"I hope so... when the werewolves were here, the princess didn't show up to pick them up, so there was noise that they might have escaped."
"I knew it? What shall we do? Could your father scold you?
"If you're going to scold me, you'd better hurry. It seemed like you'd be back in your room once, so why don't you show your face?
"Thanks. I'll try that."
Give Kaela a brief thank you and leave the spot behind. From a frog who saw a flipping skirt, he said, "It can't be!" Caution flew in but responded appropriately and hurried down the hallway. My father is cautious and worried. I rubbed my mind that Aria might have escaped, and maybe she's hurting her stomach.
I reached my father's room feeling sorry for him, knocking on the conn and the door. I made sure I heard a response and peered softly into the room.
"Aria......! Where have you been?!
My father, Auban, who found Aria peering through the door, raises his eyebrows. Aria flaunted her shoulders and lowered her head in a panic.
"I'm sorry, Dad."
Auban is one of the few who will be on Aria's side, but as king he sometimes also shows a strict side. Only this time there is a total nonsense in Aria, so I can only bow my head down.
"I thought you still didn't like marriage because you suddenly disappeared..."
"It's not. The werewolves who picked me up were on a rarer horse, weren't they? That's why I was so curious, I just wanted to go check it out."
"For that reason... you came all the way to the other prince and you never showed up, so it was hard to deceive me."
"The prince over there?
"He's gonna be your husband."
"Did you come all the way here?
"Oh. We just talked a little bit, but he was a courteous young man. He said he was worried about you coming to marry me in an exotic land, but if he came with you..."
"Sorry, Father"
Auban softens his expression to Aria, who slowly drops his shoulders. It's a worrying, noticeable look.
"Aria...... I've been too busy to even listen to him lately, but aren't you really into this marriage?
"No, that's not true. Besides... it would be more annoying for your father if I were here, wouldn't it?
"... sorry"
To Aria's words, Auban lays his eyes down. Aria's mother was neglected not only because she was from an exotic country. My mother came out of the common people and was not in a position to be a royal queen or anything else. That's what Oban loved after marrying him in a forceful way, so he bought the objections of the other queens. When my mother was alive, the castle was badly rough.
Naturally, it was my mother who bought the objection. He was whispered to be a wicked woman who bewitched the king with a humble body, and had hard days without allies. Still, to my mother, who was supposed to be the lowest concubine, Auban went through every day. I've seen my mother cry many times that I don't want to live like this anymore.
At my mother's funeral, someone even uttered "clean." There is no reason why Aria, her daughter, should not be neglected by her mother when she was younger. Even here, I'm sure Aria won't be happy. I don't know if that would be a country of other races, leaving the country might still be better.
"It's okay, Father. I'm going to enjoy my honeymoon!
"No... aria, you know what?"
"Oh, but..."
"Yeah? What's up?
"I still miss being unable to talk to your father like this"
I set aside a moment and burst into tears in my eyes with an auburn. As Aria begins to cry with a little momentum, Auban hugs Aria's body as she rinses her shin nose.
"Sorry Aria...... Of course I care about you. But when I put my shoulder in one person, the others were so loud... that I couldn't even look him in the eye."
"Father, it's painful..."
"Your mother is the only person I've ever loved. I didn't really want to let you go when I grew up just like her..."
I am cuddled by a bun of whispers and tears, making my eyes black and white.
"Father, please hold on"
"I'm sorry I'm an unreliable father..."
"That's not what I meant.... From now on, you can't marry all the recommended women."
"But it's hard to say no..."
"Please let the Chancellor, Mr. Bruno, through. It's no use taking the story directly to your father, 'cause I need you to think."
"Oh. I'll try..."
"I'm more worried about your father than I am."
"Sorry......"
Aria sighed softly as she stroked her father's back, who would never stop crying.