Her Royal Highness Seems to be Angry

Inside the mind of a gossipy dedicated butler

About a decade has already passed since I began serving Drossel.

The encounter was a real coincidence. The first time a young Drossel picked up Luvik, who was dying wild on the streets of the Glades.

At first I thought it was a rich road trip, but she gave Luvik knowledge, gave me the ability to live decently in this country, and gave me a name.

With this encounter, Luvik's life was transformed one hundred and eighty degrees.

I was picked up as a butler and was not so bitter about remembering my work, etc.

But it was never easy for a human from a favela to work in a house as nasty as a duke.

Even if some servants have earners from the suburbs or the sons of junior aristocrats, naturally no one is coming to work from the slums.

That would be the case, too. The ghetto is said to be a nest inhabited by rogues and outliers even in the Wang capital, where people from are turned to discriminatory houses.

But Drossel didn't mess with Luvik.

While she was only six years old at the time, she treated herself and Luvik equally as one person, without determining the value of a person by origin or identity.

Not just against Luvik. Even against the ordinary people living in the city well, she was treated in isolation, without wearing her identity.

Drossel spent little time in the mansion while being an aristocratic warrant lady, rather just rolling out into the city.

Luvik also accompanied him every time for his patience, but honestly it is a surprise that there is such a person in the nobility.

Well, I wouldn't even bother hiring Luvik as a butler if he was someone with electorate ideas in the first place.

Drossel herself, was not loved by the Duke's family, but she always seemed to enjoy herself.

Even from Luvik's eyes, the common man's world was a more important place for her than in the aristocratic world.

No matter how cold she was treated and scorned, without ever leaning down, she was always looking forward, stretching her spine and doing it over.

Luvik was proud of his husband.

Recently, my body has been stiffened reflexively when I see Drossel.

And every time Luvik falls into self-loathing. I can't believe the day has come to fear a beloved husband.

I know what caused it. Because when I went to the former Duke's territory with Drossel, I talked to the Third Prince about her.

After Drossel, who lost his tree, was transported into the tent, he called out from the Third Prince to Luvik, who waited all the way outside the tent.

'Excuse me, you're a servant serving Drossel, right?

The opponent is the royal family of this country. I knew a low-status person like myself was an easy person to wear and talk to, but I don't mind if I say a few words, the prince has spoken to me with a smile.

Even without knowing Luvik's origins, he felt the same impression he had in Drossel at first, to a prince who spoke casually to his servant.

'Ha, yes. Talk, is that...?

"Actually, I'd like to know what's going on with Drossel these days."

"How's the lady, is it?

"Yes. Look, I've hardly leaned on Wang Du in the past year or so, and I wanted to ask you how your childhood is getting better."

Luvik told the prince about Drossel's story the past year or so because he was confused but couldn't possibly not answer.

My personality changed at my birthday party, but one day it came back to me, and things like having fun at school with friends and circle activities.

"Phew...... So, there was nothing unusual or anything in particular?

"Yes, maybe......"

In the past, I didn't say that Drossel confessed that I have a memory of a previous life. You wouldn't believe me for saying that, and I didn't think it was the information you needed.

"Hmmm......"

'... Oh, uh, I'd like to ask you, with all due respect... how could you do that?

Afraid Luvik asked the prince. He said he wanted to know about childhood training, but I don't think that's the only reason.

'Hmm? Oh, never mind. I was just wondering.'

…… To the lady, anything?

Shut your mouth after I say it. Wouldn't it be disrespectful if a servant who referred a prince to him did such an inquisitive thing?

But without blaming Luvik, the prince laughed rather happily with Kerakera.

'Ahaha! Oh well, right. You're Drossel's butler, is it weirder if you don't mind?

When he could pull a smile in, the prince struck back and let him resume the conversation with a different and serious look.

"Actually, I don't know who Drossel is anymore."

'Huh?'

To the words of the prince, who said so in his true face, Luvik made his eyes black and white. I wonder what the hell he's saying.

'Duh, what do you mean?

"Have you never wondered? Every move she's made since Drossel's recent return in words, expressions and personality. '

That's what they said, Luvik clogged the words. If I hadn't thought of it, I couldn't make it clear.

'At first, I thought I'd just regained my original personality, too. But in a few moments, I kind of started to feel different from the Drossel I knew. "

I had an idea. That's what I've been uncomfortable with since Drossel told me about my memories from my previous life.

Until then, there was nothing, but my attitude toward my family changed dramatically, saying that I had memories of my previous life, that I was able to use unusual powers.

I can give you some more. But all, Luvik kept pretending he hadn't noticed that might be the case.

"It looks like her personality has returned at first glance, but her behavior doesn't make her uncomfortable anywhere if you try from someone who knows her back in the day. I don't know what it is...... like someone is turning it into something just like that?

She was as sweet as she used to be, so I thought I couldn't help but worry about the details.

But the words spoken from the Prince's mouth were enough to stir up the anxiety Luvik had so far ignored.

……

"You, too, could there be something you care about?

'Well, that's...'

Previously, Luvik never doubted anything about Drossel.

Whether I had memories of a previous life or using weird powers, because I thought she was the "Drossel" who saved me.

But is that really true? Is the Drossel who picked himself up really the same as the one who accompanied him until a while ago?

Doesn't having memories from previous lives override different human memories? That is fulfilling......

'And it seems like Drossel has forgotten a lot. I hear in a little handwriting that even those I've known have forgotten their names and faces on the border at some point'

……

'Besides, she has no magic. Nonetheless, he has acquired a powerful power over magic as well. I'm sure it's not magic, but I have no idea where I learned it from.'

Of course, there's no evidence anywhere to show that. Even the story now is a personal guess of a prince, and if you think it's impossible, that's it.

But there was also no evidence that could determine his story to be a lie. The only thing Luvik can believe in Drossel is his stubborn will. Now that it's falling apart, I'm confused in my head and I don't know what to believe.

Halfway uncomfortable, but therefore, Luvik sounded strangely realistic in his prince's reasoning.

Not long ago, I remembered Drossel was looking for an old friend named Alec.

She didn't remember Luvik starting to serve her and perhaps as refreshingly as asking Nicole and Cloud around for friends of the same time.

Then how far does she remember her past memories? If you don't remember, what can you prove that she is Ruvik's known "Drossel"?

'... are you okay?

"Ah, yes......"

"I'm sorry, all of a sudden we talk about this"

'No......'

The prince smiled all the time in a seemingly complicated face. He is also losing sight of what is true and what to believe, just like Luvik.

I didn't put it in my mouth, but Luvik intuitively realized that. Drossel must have been a big presence for the prince, too.

'Well, I'll go now. Thank you for listening.'

'... is, yes'

When the story was over, the prince walked away, and in time the news was delivered that Drossel had woken up.

I walked right into the tent with Nicole. Nicole jumped straight into Drossel's, but Luvik couldn't.

I looked up and saw this one. Drossel's face looked like it belonged to a person I didn't know for a moment.

I just heard about the prince and he may be feeling disturbed. But I look at Luvik. Her eyes were like seeing the first person I met.

Words that went out to my mouth were speechless, pushed by emotions mixed with fear and anxiety.

- Are you really, like, the Miss Drossel I know?